Chapter 36 #2

I came with a roar, pumping her full of my seed.

The way I loved her was written in everything I did, every glance, every touch.

Even though tonight was about seeing that she was strengthened by our lust, it didn’t diminish the emotional connection between us.

My wildflower may have four other mates, but she was and would always be the only one for me.

Reaching down, I cupped her face, brushing the pad of my thumb over the highest part of her cheekbone.

“I love you, Grim.”

I slid my palm around the nape of her neck and pulled her up into me before pressing our foreheads together. “Love you too, wildflower. Now be my good girl and go take care of Chaos.”

Chaos

The moment Merri turned to face me from the stage, I was on my feet and striding toward her. She grinned, her eyes sparkling with lust and amusement. My eagerness was visible in more ways than one. Fuck, I was aching to be inside her.

“How do you want me, Red?” I gritted out, palming my length simply to give myself a small amount of relief.

Her lips twitched with mischief. “I really like it when you manhandle me.”

“Is that so?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. “Makes me feel delicate.”

I held out my arms, indicating I wanted her to jump into them. She didn’t so much jump as step gracefully off and into my waiting grasp. My hands went around her waist, smoothly positioning her so my cock was already pressing against her slick heat as she wrapped her legs around my hips.

“Hard and fast?” I asked.

“Yes, please.”

“Whatever you want, baby.”

Her answering smirk was wiped away with a moan as I slid deep inside her.

The plume of Merri’s lust filled the room, pulling soft grunts and sighs from around us. I’d all but forgotten they were here. When Merri and I were together, it was easy to get lost in her. Walking her backward, I stopped when her lower back was pressed against the side of the stage.

“Hold on tight.”

She gripped me hard as I pulled out before driving deep once more. From there, I set a punishing pace and pistoned into her with fervor. The sounds coming from where we were joined were sloppy and obscene, and I fucking loved them.

The sounds coming from her were equally filthy, which only spurred my hips faster.

Merri leaned forward, biting down hard into the meat of my shoulder. The burst of pain only emphasized how good everything else felt. My balls tightened, that familiar tingling in the base of my spine building at the same time.

“I-I’m not going to . . . last,” I warned, fighting the urge to come.

Merri moaned and ground down on me, begging me to keep going without words.

I let go of my control and pumped every drop inside her. “Fuuuuck.”

One of my favorite things was feeling her feed, knowing I was giving her something vital to her very existence.

I was, in this moment, her provider. Caring for her in any capacity, but especially this one, fed my soul.

I might have been War, but I was pretty sure this was what I’d been put on this earth to do.

The revelation stunned me, given how long I’d believed that all I was born to do was fight.

I guess there was something to the idea of fate putting you exactly where you belonged.

I belonged with Merri.

Sin

“All right, you’ve had your fun. Give her here,” I said.

The way Chaos glared at me spoke volumes. He didn’t appreciate how close I was standing to them, but he could go fuck himself. It was my turn.

Merri giggled, her legs wobbling as Chaos set her on her feet. “Jealous?”

“I’d be lying if I said no. But I also love watching you come apart, no matter who is touching you.”

She came to me, her fingers trailing up my arm as she closed the distance between us and slid one arm around my shoulders. I took her up into my hold as though she were my bride and I was carrying her over the threshold.

“Where are you taking me?” she asked on a laugh.

I glanced around, not sure how to answer her. Honestly, I hadn’t gotten to that part of the plan just yet. The café table caught my eye. It was the perfect height to bend her over and have my way with her.

Placing her on her feet, I spun her around and pushed her so she was lying face down across the table’s surface. “Spread ’em, kitten. I want to see the cum dripping down your thighs before I add mine to the mix.”

She let out a soft moan and did exactly as I asked, spreading her legs wide and then going a step further and pressing up on her toes before tipping her hips back.

“Fucking beautiful.”

“Sin, please.”

“Just enjoying the view before I absolutely wreck you.”

“Good God, man. What part of not teasing her escaped your understanding?” Lucifer complained.

I threw an annoyed glare over my shoulder. “Wait your turn.”

He was right, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. Still, I lined my cock up with her dripping slit and pressed inside.

We moaned in unison, and I was reminded once again that our bodies were made for each other. Sex had always been good, even when it was meh—sort of like pizza—but with Merri, it was out of this fucking world. I would never get enough.

“Tell me how much you want me, Merri. I need to hear it.”

“Fuck, Sin, you know I want you.”

I grabbed her hair and made a fist at the base of her skull, tugging hard enough to make her pussy clench around my cock. “Do I?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

“I don’t think I know for sure you’re desperate for me. Tell. Me.”

“Goddammit, Sinclair. I’m desperate for you.” She wiggled her hips and tried to force me to move, but I held her still, loving the way she grunted in frustration.

I leaned over just enough to press a kiss to her cheek. “That’s my girl.”

Then I slapped her ass and started fucking her like our lives depended on it. Because they kind of did. The better Merri fed, the stronger she’d be when we faced off with our enemies.

“Pull my hair harder. Please?”

She’d never asked for more than just the light tugging I liked to do to her luscious locks. Something about the way she wanted me to be rougher than usual spoke to the primal demon inside me. My cock throbbed, already begging for release.

She must have sensed my need, or my impending climax, because she reached between our legs and wrapped her fingers around my balls. The added bit of pressure sent chills running over my skin, but then she tugged, and I came with a startled shout.

I was pretty sure I heard Lucifer snicker from behind us, but I was so lost to the pleasure of my climax I didn’t pay him any mind. My hips continued thrusting even though I was spent. I didn’t want to stop, to let her go. Not yet, and I was an incubus. My refractory period was .5 seconds.

“You’re still hard.”

“I’m always hard for you.”

“Good, because I’m going to need you for this next part.”

My eyes followed the tilt of her head to find Lucifer. “What do you have in mind, kitten?”

“It’s time the devil learned how to share.”

She looked away from the devil in question, and I turned my head in the same direction. My gaze landed on the sex bench, and as I watched, it transformed into exactly what she needed it to be. A chaise longue with a raised back and no sides.

“What’s your plan, kitten?”

“I think that’s the perfect place for you to watch me as I ride you like the prized stallion you are.”

“And Lucifer?” I asked through a dry throat.

“Yes, darling. What about me?”

Lucifer

Mmm, mmm. This was delectable. I hadn’t considered myself much of a team player, but Merri getting railed into oblivion in front of me had me harder than a redwood.

“I was thinking it might be a good time for all of us to try something new,” she murmured, a blush staining her cheeks.

“Color me intrigued.” Anything scandalous enough to make a succubus blush had my interest piqued.

“I want you both.”

“Yes, dearest one. I gathered that.”

Sin cleared his throat from where he was sprawled out on the chaise. “She means both of our dicks in her at the same time, genius.”

There was something about the tilt of her head that told me this wasn’t the usual DP situation. I knew for a fact that was something she’d done with them before.

So what was the blush about?

Oh.

Ooooooh.

My grin was positively feral. “Two sausages in one hallway, how exciting.”

Her cheeks flamed bright pink. “You don’t mind the . . . contact with each other?”

Shrugging, I grabbed my cock and stroked it a few times before eyeing the incubus in question.

He smirked. “Not my first rodeo.”

“Nor mine. Just don’t get attached, Famine. I’m a married man.”

Sin rolled his eyes. “Please. Sex is my game, Lucifer. If anyone’s going to get addicted, it’s you.”

“I’ve been having carnal relations since the literal dawn of time. You’d have to be pretty fucking good to make me an addict.”

“He is,” Merri affirmed at the same time Sin stated, “I am.”

“Who thought the two of them were a good idea?” Grim groused.

“Better Sin than me,” Chaos piped up.

“Are you volunteering, Grimsby? I don’t think Sin minds.” Malice’s voice was laced with amusement.

Grim eyed me distastefully. “If it’s what Merri wanted.”

He looked about as excited as a child about to have a tooth extracted.

“Do you three mind? I am about to take our mate to the heights of pleasure, and you’re shitting all over it,” I complained.

“Are you sure? She’s already mounted Sin while you’re standing around doing a whole lot of nothing,” Malice sneered.

I swallowed back my retort when I realized he was correct. Damn and blast.

“Don’t you dare start without me.”

“Too late, bucko,” Sin said, followed by a groan. “God, she’s so wet.”

“Stop. You’ve already had your turn, dammit.”

“Get your ass over here, then, and do something about it.”

Listen, no one ordered me around.

Except for Merri.

I sauntered to them, my dick swinging proudly as I did. Sin’s legs took up most of the bench, which just wouldn’t do. Smacking his feet, I grumbled, “Make space for me, you oaf. I’m not sitting on your bony chicken legs.”

“Who the hell are you calling chicken legs—”

“Sin . . .”

Sinclair bit back the rest of his rejoinder at Merri’s gentle chastisement.

“There, is that better?” he adjusted his stance, spreading his legs and placing both feet on the stage.

“It’ll suffice.”

This was always going to be a tight fit, but that was quite the point.

Merri did her part to help out, tilting her arse up to give me the best possible angle.

With Sin already buried inside her, it would be a slow, arduous process to make my way in.

But I had a feeling that was also part of the lesson Merri wanted to teach me.

Not only was I the last to be inside her, but she was also ensuring I wouldn’t be able to steal the show, so to speak.

That was when I realized this was another subtle way of her topping me. Another opportunity for me to prove myself as hers in every sense of the word.

It was also her way of giving me what I asked for—namely, a seat at the table. I’d complained about being kept separate from the horsemen, and now she was ensuring a very literal closeness.

“Breathe through it, baby,” Sin told her as I pressed forward, sinking in one inch at a time.

I felt every ridge of his cock as I stretched her, and while I wasn’t a stranger to a threesome here and there, I never imagined sharing a pussy with one of the horsemen.

I hadn’t much thought of the lot of them being sexual creatures at all, not even Sin.

Which was odd, I supposed, but then I’d been quite busy with other things. Like the small matter of my apocalypse.

Isn’t it funny how the world works?

Make plans and the universe laughs, isn’t that what they say?

When I was fully seated—well, as fully seated as I could be with another cock in the way—and sweating from the pressure squeezing my length, I locked eyes with Sin. “When I move you move?”

“One sexy seesaw coming up.”

Merri giggled, the flexing of her inner muscles nearly my undoing.

“What am I supposed to do?” she asked.

“Enjoy the ride, crabapple,” I said, brushing my lips over her neck. “And don’t. Fucking. Move.”

“That’s our job, kitten.”

With nothing more than a small nod between us, Sin and I got to work. His eyes were closed, the strain on his face mirroring my own. Merri was a temptress on her worst day, but with both of us sharing her cunt, there was zero chance either of us would make it past a few well-timed thrusts.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” Sin bit out.

“I’m so close,” Merri moaned. “Please keep going. Fuck. Someone rub my clit.”

“Allow me,” I said, sliding my palm around to her front and dipping it between her legs.

The second my fingertip made contact, she detonated.

Her orgasm blasted through the room, the shock wave of her lust igniting ours.

Any other time, I would have been disappointed I didn’t get to show off my prowess for a longer stretch, but there was no denying my mate’s satisfaction.

Or the others.

Just like always, the instant she came, so did the rest of us.

Blinding pleasure took hold of me, and all I could do was hold on to her as I rode out the waves of release. This could be my eternity, and I wouldn’t lodge any complaints with corporate. Ever.

I opened my eyes to very different surroundings: four bland walls and a puppy pile of horsemen, me, and one succubus. Sin’s arm was draped over my hip, his leg twined with mine, whilst Merri was cuddled between Chaos and Grimsby.

“Blech,” I complained, shoving Sin away as I got out of bed. “I draw the line at spooning with you.”

“Never had any complaints before,” Sin murmured sleepily.

“Well, count me amongst the first.”

“Shut up, Luc. You know you liked it.”

“Barely tolerable. I literally escaped your clutches at the first opportunity.”

“Methinks thou dost protest too much.”

Merri groaned in annoyance and tossed a pillow at my head. “Methinks thou both should be quiet.”

“Want me to shut them up, Red? I know a surefire way.”

“I can simply murder the lot of you and keep her to myself,” Grim offered.

“Can’t die, remember?” Sin chirped.

“More’s the pity, or you would have been dealt with centuries ago,” Malice snarked, his arm tossed over his face on the far side of the bed.

“I have an entire prison at my disposal,” I chimed in. “I can lock them up and throw away the key, darling.”

“Maybe I need my own room after this is all over,” Merri teased. “Then I don’t have to listen to any of your alpha-male posturing.”

There was no denying the happiness radiating from her. True. Pure. Honest.

Our bickering wasn’t tied to animosity any longer. We were a unit, and no matter what happened, the five of us would continue to ensure our mate continued feeling that way.

Assuming we survived that is.

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