Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Avalon
I feel like I'm floating
The sheets are tangled around my legs, my body is trembling in the most delicious way, and I swear I can still feel Jodrick's mouth on me.
Viraat's arms are like a weighted blanket, wrapped around my chest, and his heartbeat is a steady thrum against my back. I don't even know how long we've been suspended here like this, but I don't ever want it to end.
One orgasm had led into another, followed by another.
And now I'm a sobbing mess. Every limb is loose and languid in the most delightful way.
I sigh, my fingers trailing over Jodrick's stone-carved jaw as he shifts closer, his nose nuzzling just beneath my breast. His warmth surprises me. I didn't know a body carved from rock could feel like this.
Like comfort and fire and devotion.
"Are you okay, little princess?" Jodrick's voice is a rough purr, brushing over me like a warm embrace.
I hum, sated yet ready for... more. "I'm more than okay. That was amazing."
Viraat chuckles low in my ear, his lips grazing the curve of my shoulder, his sharp fangs gently piercing my skin. "But?"
I lay my head back against him. "But... I'm ready for the rest now, Daddy."
He growls in my ear and my body responds to the sound instantly. Where previously I was sated and languid, I am once again ready and roaring for more.
"The rest, you say?" Jodrick asks, his eyebrow quirked. "I think you should know what the rest is first, don't you little princess?"
I nod, eager to get going.
I want it.
All of it.
No matter what it is.
And the only way to prove it to them is for us to get going and do it already.
Jodrick traces the inside of my thigh with those long, sharp claws again, drawing a needy mewl from me. "You know our form in the day is a dog-like beast, right?"
My head bobs up and down in a quick nod.
"Do you know what that means, sweetheart?" Viraat asks, his words a whisper in my ear.
I'm confused at his question. Where on earth is he going with this? "No, daddy?"
"That means," Jodrick responds as he slowly unbuttons his trousers. "That we have a knot."
Oh my goodness.
A knot.
Like in those kinds of books.
"Really?" I ask, unable to hide my excitement.
Both men chuckle.
Jodrick leans in, his lips brushing mine in a kiss that's far too gentle for how wild I feel inside. "Really," he murmurs against my mouth. "But only if you want it, little princess. If you're really sure. This can wait. We can go slow."
My core clenches, needy. "I don't want to wait," I whisper, breath hitching again. "I want to feel everything. I want you. Both of you."
Viraat shifts behind me, his hands sliding down my belly before cupping me possessively. "You'll have us. Every part. But it's intense, Avalon. Our kind... our instincts... I'm not sure we can stop once we start."
The way he says it sends a ripple of heat down my spine.
"I won't want you to stop," I tell them, eyes wide and shining. "Please, Daddies."
For a moment, neither of them moves. I think they're checking themselves—making sure I mean it.
Then something shifts.
Jodrick's eyes glow brighter, golden and fierce, and Viraat lets out a low growl that vibrates through my entire body.
My Daddies are still gentle. Still reverent. But I can feel it now. Their hunger. Their primal need.
And it's all for me.
Jodrick hooks my knee over his arm, spreading me open as he lines himself up. "This is it, little princess," he says, voice strained. "I love you. I know you're young yet, and might not be ready for declarations. But I love you, and this is it for us. We won’t be holding back anymore."
"I don't want you to," I breathe, my heart racing at his words. I love them too, but I want to share it with them later, outside the heat of the moment. So I give him what I can, for now. "I'm yours. I want to be yours."
He pushes forward, slowly, carefully—and when I feel that first stretch, my breath catches.
There's a fullness I've never known, a pressure that builds and builds and then...
"Oh," I whimper. "Oh, Daddy... Yes..."
Jodrick groans, low and guttural, burying his face in my neck as he sinks deeper. His body trembles as he holds himself still, letting me adjust, letting me feel it all.
The stretch, the heat, the overwhelming pressure as something firm and thick begins to swell inside me.
His knot.
"You're doing so good for us," he breathes, his lips trailing over my cheek, reverent. "Just a bit more, little princess."
I cling to him, nails digging into his shoulders as my body tightens, clenching around him without permission. The sudden, incredible fullness makes me cry out.
It's too much.
It's not enough.
It's bloody perfect.
"I feel it," I sob. "It's... so..."
"You're taking it, sweetheart," Viraat growls behind me, his voice ragged. "Taking all of him. That's our girl."
My vision goes hazy as the knot locks into place, tying us together. Jodrick holds me tight, rocking slow, shallow thrusts that send sparks through me with each movement. I'm shaking again, the pleasure tipping into something bright and dizzying and...
I break.
I shatter in their embrace with a sobbing cry.
"That's it," Jodrick pants. "That's it, princess." Then his teeth sink into my shoulder, drawing me even deeper into the pleasure already drowning me.
Even as I'm still trembling, Viraat shifts, nudging my hips up with one strong hand. I blink up at Jodrick, dazed and wide-eyed as I realize what's coming next.
"Can you take more, sweetheart?" Viraat whispers, his voice like a promise and a threat. "I need to feel you too. Need to be inside you, and knot you so I can claim you fully."
I can't speak. I just nod. Nod and whimper as I reach back to touch him, feel him.
"Such a good girl," he praises, kissing the side of my face before lining himself up behind me.
Maybe it’s the manor, or just the magic of being theirs, but there’s no pain. Only heat and need.
I just know the first push is slightly overwhelming. I'm already so full, and now there's more. But my body, impossibly, against all odds, wants this. Needs this. Craves this.
Viraat pushes deeper, groaning like he's losing his mind. "She's so tight," he snarls, hips rolling in slow, steady thrusts. "So wet, slick and tight. Fuck, Jay, she's really made for us." His voice sounds so shocked.
Jodrick holds me through it all, kissing my tears, whispering how proud he is. My body trembles with a fresh, ragged sob. One of joy, need and surrender.
Then I feel Viraat's knot swelling too.
I cry out, loud and raw, as he knots me from behind, locking me in between them.
The pressure, the heat, the fullness... It's too much and not enough all at once. My body convulses again, ripped apart by yet another climax that leaves me gasping.
"Perfect," Viraat grits out. "Ours. Finally fucking ours." And then he strikes, teeth digging in on the other shoulder, claiming me completely.
We stay like that for what feels like it could be forever.
Eventually, the tension ebbs. And even though their knots still hold us together, the frenzy has passed.
What's left between us is soft and sweet.
Jodrick shifts to cradle me, brushing the hair from my damp forehead. "You did so well, little princess. I'm so proud of you."
Viraat follows, smoothing his hands down my sides, his voice gruff but aching with affection. "No one will ever love you like we do. You're ours now. Always."
I can't speak.
I don't need to.
"And I'll remind you, when you're tired of us, or annoyed by our protective nature, that you all but begged us for this," Viraat warns before tucking me even closer to his side.