Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
Dalia
Kissing Blaze is amazing. I could do this forever, but I’m desperate for more.
Luckily, he seems to feel the same way as he lifts me into the air and starts walking toward the bedrooms without breaking our kiss.
He kicks the door open and carries me over to the bed, dropping me onto my back.
I lift onto my elbows, glancing between him and the door. “You’re just going to leave it open?”
“Oh, they’re going to follow us,” he assures me, climbing on the bed and caging me in his arms. “You’re sure this isn’t going to kill you?”
I shake my head. “How long have we been kissing? At least as long as all three of you were touching me before, yeah?”
He considers that for a moment. “Maybe. Probably.”
“Am I dead?” I lie back on the bed, finding myself annoyed again that I can’t see his face.
I get it. They’re headless horsemen, but damn, can’t a girl catch a break?
“You’re definitely not dead.” He lowers his bottom half until he’s pinning me to the bed, his hands slipping beneath my shirt and tugging it up.
I’m more than happy to help him remove my shirt, but as soon as it’s over my head, I pull at his.
After all, fair is fair, and all that.
While he tugs his shirt over his head, the outline is revealed temporarily as the cloth presses against his non-corporeal face, I reach behind me and unsnap my bra—almost forgetting about the open door but not quite.
My eyes dart over just in time to see someone filling the doorway, and I hold my breath as they stand there.
The bedroom is dark since Blaze didn’t bother turning on a light, and I don’t have night vision like some supernaturals.
But as they step into the room, with the moonlight filtering in, I realize it’s Steel and Titan.
Steel closes the door behind him quietly, but Blaze seems to hear it with no issues as he turns to glance at the two of them over his shoulder.
“Sorry. You’ll have to wait your turn. Might be best if you keep one another occupied so you don’t reach for Dalia without thinking.”
I hum. “That’s something I wouldn’t mind watching—assuming you’re okay with that.”
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Maybe they don’t want me to be involved in that part of their relationship.
Dark laughter fills the air—Steel. “Oh, we don’t mind you watching us at all. In fact, I think we should require you to keep your eyes on us. What do you think, Titan?”
I watch as the pair move closer, slowly stripping out of their clothes until they're naked before me.
Their bodies are gorgeous—there’s no question about that. All cut muscles and sharp lines.
They have the kind of abs people talk about wanting to lick. I wonder if that’s a reiter thing or if it’s a carryover from their previous lives.
And don’t even get me started on their cocks.
Damn. I am one lucky woman.
“Now we’re wearing too many clothes,” Blaze murmurs, sitting up so he can unbutton his pants.
I finally toss away my bra, my face heating as I feel all three of their eyes on me. I might not be able to see their heads, but I sure as hell can feel their gazes.
I make quick work of my jeans, and Blaze helps me tug them down my legs once he’s naked.
He just stares at me for a moment, my body almost completely revealed to all three of them. It’s not like my thong covers much.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” Blaze mutters, his hands trailing up my legs until he snags the sides of my thong, and pauses there. “May I?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone ask before,” I admit with a nod. “But please.”
He drags them down slowly, touching as much of my legs as he can.
I’m not sure if he’s continuing to test me, or if he just wants to touch me after not being able to touch anyone but his fellow reiters for so long.
After tossing them to the side, he grabs my ankles and hooks my legs over his shoulders as he leans down until his face is hovering over my bare pussy.
“I’m going to make you feel so fucking good, Dalia. Then I’m going to fuck you until you forget your name before passing you to one of your other mates. How does that sound?”
A shiver runs through me at his whispered words, hot puffs of air hitting my core. I lick my lips as arousal rushes through me, and all I can think about is his mouth on my cunt. “Yes, please.”
Blaze chuckles, then runs his tongue along my slit before circling my clit. I let out a loud moan, my hands going to his head.
Incorporeal head? Because it obviously exists, I just can’t see it.
Damn it, Dalia. Focus.
“Aren’t you supposed to be watching us?” Titan rumbles, and my head flops to the side.
A gasp escapes me as Blaze’s tongue slips between my folds, but it’s more than that. It’s also because I find Steel deep-throating Titan.
Or at least that’s what I think is happening as Titan’s hand seems to hover in the air, while his cock disappears from view.
I wish I could see Steel’s lips spread wide to take Titan’s cock. I wish I could watch his throat bob as he swallowed him down.
But since I can’t see any of that, I’m more than happy to watch Titan as he fucks his president’s mouth.
“That’s so fucking hot.”
Blaze chuckles. “It would be even hotter if you could see their faces.”
Then he dives back between my legs and sucks my clit between his lips as he slips two fingers inside me. My back arches off the bed as he fucks me hard and fast with those fingers, stroking my G-spot.
If I didn’t know better, I wouldn’t think this was his first time with a woman in hundreds of years.
Did ancient men actually know how to please their women?
If so, when the hell did it fall out of fashion? Because I need to find a time machine so I can go back and fix that shit.
Wait, who the hell am I kidding? I lived back then, and no one ever made me feel like Blaze.
I scream out my orgasm, grinding my pussy against Blaze’s face as I cling to his hair. My thighs clamp around his head, and I wonder for a moment if it’s possible to suffocate a reiter with a pussy.
I know—weird things to think about while orgasming. My brain is great at multitasking.
Blaze continues to work me through the orgasm until I fall back against the bed, my body completely limp. I remember at the last moment to turn my head to find Titan is no longer fucking Steel’s mouth. Instead, they sit side by side as they stroke each other’s cocks.
I don’t have long to focus on them as Blaze notches his cock at my entrance. When he doesn’t push inside me, I turn my head, and as soon as my eyes are on him, he pushes inside me.
My mouth falls open as I wrap my legs around his hips and hook my feet under his ass, urging him on. I reach up and slide my hands up his chest until I can lock my arms around his neck. I pull him down for a kiss as he thrusts into me.
My body moves to meet his, my nails sliding down to dig into his back as pleasure reverberates through me.
Blaze makes me feel appreciated and seen as he makes love to me—because there’s no denying what’s going on between the two of us right now.
Can I really say I love him?
Maybe?
Fated mates are weird, but he’s making love to my body.
He breaks the kiss but doesn’t move away, and the puffs of his breath hit my face as he fucks into me harder. He leans on one arm as his hand moves up my body until he finds my tit.
He groans, and I imagine his head dipping so he can watch as he tweaks and pinches my nipples. Another moan spills from me as sensations run through me at his touch.
I don’t know what it is about his touch that’s so different from my previous lovers, but I’ve never been into nipple play.
Now, though?
I think I could come just from him playing with my tits.
“I’m close,” I warn him as pleasure rips up and down my spine. “So fucking close.”
He hums. “Good.”
Then his mouth closes around my nipple, and I come harder than I ever have before with his name on my lips.
I cling to him as he continues to fuck into me, his strokes becoming shorter and deeper as he chases his own end. Meanwhile, I’m not sure I’m really in control of my body as wave after wave of pleasure ripple through me.
“Fuck, Dalia,” Blaze grunts, grinding into me as his cock kicks inside me. Spurts of hot cum paint my walls and set off another, smaller orgasm.
He leans down to kiss me, and I forget about my other mates. All I can see and feel is Blaze.
The mate bond inside me that belongs to Blaze begins to almost glow, warming inside of me.
“Holy shit,” he whispers as he pulls away from the kiss. “Do you feel that?”
I nod. “I do. It’s our fated bond. It’s been so long since I’ve felt a string of fate.”
“It’s so beautiful,” he tells me, and tears fill my eyes.
“It is. All strings of fate are beautiful, but this one is so much more significant because it bonds the two of us.” I reach up to swipe away the tears that have begun to fall. “I’m so happy.”
He grins, leaning down to kiss me again. “Me too.”
“I’d probably be just as happy as the two of you if you’d get the fuck out of my way, Blaze.”
I chuckle along with Blaze at Steel’s impatience, but with one last kiss, Blaze slides out of me to crawl across the bed to join Titan.
Then, Steel takes Blaze’s place as he places a smoldering kiss on my lips. “I want you to ride me. I want to see your tits bouncing as you take what you want—what you need—from me.”
“Yes,” I agree, already pushing at him until he rolls onto his back. I quickly straddle him, not wanting to waste any more time without him inside me. I guide his thick cock to my center and lower myself.
My head falls back as Steel holds my hips in a death grip. I tip my head forward once more and wonder if he’s holding himself back from fucking up into me. I’d be able to tell if only I could see his face.
Holy shit, Dalia. Let it fucking go. These are your mates. You can’t see their faces. You need to fucking accept it.
“Don’t hold back,” I tell him, taking the rest of him inside me in one sweep. I don’t bother biting back the moan that spills from my lips at how well he stretches me. At how well he fills me.