Chapter 46 Lyra
Lyra
Idon’t want them to hold back from me tonight. I want to know exactly what the heat in Kaelen’s eyes feels like when he unleashes it on my body, to see Eres’s face when he reaches release. To know what it feels like to be in between them.
Eres climbs onto the bed beside me. When he lays back, his back against the sheets, he holds out his hand in silent question. I reach out immediately, and he tugs me into him. My legs straddle his hips as he tugs me down, and I feel him brush against my center, hard and thick and hot.
He cradles my face, kissing me as I feel the bed shift behind me. Hands find my hips, and lips press down against my back.
Kaelen.
He traces a finger down my spine, and my body shivers as I push myself upright, his arm banding around my waist as he pulls me against him and sweeps my hair out of the way to give him access to my neck.
Darian stretches out beside us, and he and Eres watch with hooded eyes as Kaelen’s teeth drag over my neck and his hand cups between my legs.
His palm is rough and hot and big, and I push my hips against it, seeking the friction he offers as they drag their eyes over me. My hands raise, curling into his hair and gripping it tightly.
“Pull harder.” He licks over a sharp nip. “I want to know what you like, witch.”
All of it.
I feel hazy, and warm, and their eyes on me only stoke the heat higher as Kaelen works me with his hand, dragging it over that sensitive spot that makes me breathe harder, faster, until my head tips back against him and he has to hold me upright.
Eres slides his hands up my stomach, brushing over my breasts. He plays with my nipples, tugging lightly, and his lips lift at the noise in my throat. “I think you’re ready.”
Past ready. He wraps his hand around his cock, Kaelen lifting me with a single arm until he can notch it at my entrance. But Kaelen won’t let me move. His teeth sink into my shoulder. “Let me.”
My movement is controlled by him. He keeps his palm rotating, keeps me on the edge of something sharp and needing as he allows me to sink down, inch by inch. Eres is wider than Darian, and I watch his lips part as I swallow him slowly inside me, sinking down until I feel his hips meet mine.
“Lyra.” Eres has a way of saying my name. Lingering over it, dragging it out as if it’s something that tastes good inside his mouth. “You look beautiful impaled on my cock.”
Murmurs of agreement. With a final kiss to my heated skin, Kaelen pulls his palm from between my legs, and I inhale as he collects my hair and wraps it slowly in his fist. “Good?”
I can’t move. Can’t do anything but feel what they give me, so much pleasure that I’m drowning in it.
My reply is little more than a moan, and he slowly pushes me down, his hand sliding from my waist to the center of my back and his hand gripping my hair.
My breasts press against Eres’s chest, so sensitive that a whimper falls from my lips.
Eres kisses my forehead. Once, twice, again, small pecks. “Doing so well for us, Lyra.”
My legs spasm, the only part of me that can move at all with Kaelen holding me in place.
Eres wraps his arms around me as Kaelen releases my hair. His hand runs over the back of my head in a silent caress as Eres mimics the way he held me during the Binding. One hand cups the back of my neck, the other around my lower back, pinning me against him.
Kaelen’s hands press against my hips again. “I just want to look at you. His cock fills you so perfectly.”
Panting, I press my cheek to Eres’s chest and swap gazes with Darian. He’s breathing heavily too as he watches, and I watch his hand stroke over his cock, hard once more. But he searches my face, as if checking I’m still fine. Still here, and with them.
I can’t be anywhere else. Not when they’re all I can feel.
Eres gasps beneath me, his hold tightening. “Kaelen, stop playing.”
His laugh is dark, and rich, and it does something to my stomach, tightening it into a fist as I feel his tongue, licking at the place where Eres and I are joined.
Gods.
I twist, but Eres holds me steady. And then I feel him.
Hot, and hard, Kaelen nudges at the same entrance, and I swallow. His hand strokes over me, soothing. “Slowly. We’re not in a rush.”
Kaelen is as good as his word, and it’s torturous. He shifts, and I feel myself stretching wider, impossibly wide, to accommodate him as he rubs against Eres and pushes in alongside him.
Both of them. I cannot move, cannot breathe. All I can feel is the weight as they both find a space inside me, filling me so tightly that I don’t think I can take any more.
But it doesn’t hurt.
“There,” Kaelen murmurs. “Both of us inside you, Lyra.”
The feeling is indescribable. I almost sob, and Kaelen leans forward, one hand finding the bed beside me. The other holds my hip, caressing it with his finger.
He flexes. Eres and I both cry out, neither of us able to move. Kaelen controls both of our movements, slowly pushing in and out. My fingers clench in the bedding, scrunching it into a fist as my mouth opens on choked breaths.
Kaelen lowers himself, careful not to press too heavily, but enough that he catches me between them. Hot, damp skin, and slow movements, and soft praise that curls my toes as he stokes the embers I can feel low down in my body higher, and higher.
I groan into Eres’s chest. “I can’t.”
I can’t stop it. I can’t contain it. My thoughts are mindless.
“Let it go,” Kaelen says roughly. “Don’t fight it.”
His weight grows a little heavier, pressing me down into Eres, and the embers burst into flame as my body tightens, and spasms. My core clenches, both of them moaning as I clamp around them, my legs trembling as a hot, fluid rush spills between us.
My neck stretches out, and Kaelen softly wraps his hand around it.
Not squeezing, or pushing, just holding me in place as my body splits apart between them not just once, but over and over again. “Good.”
“Fuck,” Eres says tightly. He shifts, just barely, and the sensation only continues the wave in my body that I have no control over as I feel him join me, every sleek muscle beneath me clenching. “I—,”
Words are beyond me. I soften against him, boneless and focusing on trying to breath as Kaelen gradually picks up speed.
He’s not thrusting, not like this, the movement small, but every single one shifts us a small amount.
His lips press against my back as he stiffens above me, his hips pushing down against both of us.
I couldn’t move if an entire Lightbringer force surged into the room.
I stay where I am, focusing on dragging air into my lungs as Kaelen carefully works himself free, his hands still stroking over me.
Not stoking the heat, this time, but soft.
Careful. As if he’s coaxing me down from this ledge he’s pushed me to, petting me into a boneless pile until my breathing slowly steadies.
Eres doesn’t move. His hand strokes up and down my back, low murmurs of approval filling my ears as my eyes flicker and threaten to close.
I could sleep like this. And I wouldn’t dream at all. There would be no nightmares, not with them here.
“Lyra.” Darian kisses the side of my damp face. “Sweetheart, we need to clean you up.”
No.
I don’t want to move.
Eres carefully rolls us to one side before he slides free, kissing away my murmured complaints and exposing my heated skin to the cool night air. “I’m not leaving.”
Darian curls against me, the three of us pressing together.
My eyes blink open. “What’s that?”
“I’m cleaning you up.” Kaelen kisses my hipbone. The cloth is cool and damp and feels nice against my swollen skin. “All of you. Have some water, and you can sleep.”
I bury my head in Eres’s chest as Kaelen moves to Darian, ignoring his muttered grumbles. He hums quietly as he nudges the three of us deeper into the bed, drawing down the covers and wrapping us up with them.
Caring. He’s so gentle that I feel tears prick against my eyes, and I don’t know why.
“There.” He kisses my damp hair one more time, running his fingers through it. Eres is already asleep, my face nestled in his chest. Darian is breathing heavily too as Kaelen leans over him. “How do you feel?”
I blink at him accusingly. “You broke us.”
He grins, and there’s no hint of what waits for us tomorrow behind his eyes. “This is my favorite part, you know.”
His eyes flicker as he glances down to Darian, and across to Eres. His smile this time is heavier. Kaelen brushes his hand against my cheek. “Try to get a little sleep. Tomorrow will come soon enough.”
But he doesn’t lay down. Kaelen sits with his back against the headboard, his eyes watching over the three of us.
I want to keep watch with him, but my exhaustion is finally catching up with me. It sweeps me under, and I feel my eyes close.
And when I wake up, our time has run out.