Chapter 29 #2
Carter’s whole posture tensed even more, like trying to fight his own self. His intrusive thoughts. The disproportionate rage plaguing his mind.
I arched against Dimitri, welcoming his touch. His lips on my neck. His fingers between my legs. The deep guttural sounds coming out of his throat.
I wanted it all.
“So greedy,” he crooned, biting the skin at my throat as my hips moved against his hand. “You want more?”
My hand closed around his wrist, guiding and amplifying his movements as I turned my face to his, meeting the swirling red of his eyes.
“Yes.”
His smile widened and he spun me in his arms, lips crashing against mine in a searing kiss. It was all tongue, teeth, and groans. Both of us were fighting for dominance as Carter was frozen in his spot, his eyes on us sending more heat pooling to my core.
Dimitri ripped my top open as he guided me backward to the closest seat and gently pushed me down on it, kneeling in front of me to devour my lips and tongue again. I pulled at his hair, nails scraping, hips shifting on the chair to try and pry him closer.
He bit my bottom lip and I let out a desperate whimper.
Dimitri turned his head. “Did you even have a chance to taste her yet?”
Carter’s throat bobbed and his eyes drifted to my neck. He nodded, unable to look away.
Dimitri grinned, shaking his head softly. “Not what I’m talking about.”
He nibbled on his lips as he pulled my jeans and underwear down. Carter looked ready to take a step forward but stopped himself just when Dimitri discarded my clothes to the side.
“What are you doing?” the angel asked through his teeth.
Dimitri lifted both my legs, his hand on the back of my knees to spread me open for him. Revealing my heated, glistening core to them both.
“I missed my mate,” Dimitri said, dropping kisses along the inside of my thigh. Nipping before sliding his tongue along the bite mark to soothe the pain. “And she deserves a little reward after being such a good girl the last two weeks.”
My heart fluttered in my chest at his words. At the thought that, whatever I did made him happy.
“You wanted to escape and look for us, didn’t you?” he asked, releasing one of my legs to slide his thumb over my aching clit. I whimpered with a nod, lifting my hips for more. “But you didn’t. You stayed here. You stayed safe, where you knew I wanted you. Where no harm could come for you.”
His mouth inched closer to my center with each of his words and my free leg fell on his shoulder as I arched my back in desperation. The red in his eye swirled dangerously the closer he got, hunger shining in them.
“You knew it would have killed me to see you caged. To see you hurt.”
“You can’t die,” I gasped automatically, hand reaching for his hair, trying to pull his mouth where I wanted it.
He grinned. “Manner of speaking. You know people tend to die and cities burn to the ground when I find you in any way of danger. All those prisoners back there? They’d be dead or trapped beneath the collapsed building by now if you showed up and risked your neck.”
Goosebumps erupted along my arms and neck as his finger pushed inside me leisurely, his kisses finally almost reaching my swollen clit.
“You’ve been such a good girl, lille fugl.”
“For fuck’s sakes, stop talking…” I begged, fingers tightening in his hair, pulling at the strands.
He chuckled against my heated core. “Stop standing over there like a moron and make yourself useful, Carter,” Dimitri said.
My eyes drifted to the angel. He hesitated before taking a couple of unsure steps closer, stopping to my right as Dimitri still kissed around the place I wanted him to reach.
Fucking tease.
“Go behind her and hold her legs open for me.”
Butterflies fluttered in my lower stomach as Carter obliged hesitantly, sliding himself between the armchair and me and taking a hold of the legs that were on Dimitri’s shoulder, bringing it back close to my head, opening me to my Nephilim.
Dimitri groaned. “Fucking perfect.”
The way he devoured me was neither sweet nor patient.
The sucking and licking sounds mixed with the broken moans and gasps escaping my throat, filling the space with obscene music.
Dimitri’s eyes held mine as his tongue swirled, plunged, teeth nibbling, mouth sucking, pulling every ounce of pleasure out of me for himself.
I gripped his hair tighter, hips moving to reach that peak and he hummed in pleasure, letting me use and angle his mouth and face to fit my growing need.
My lungs constricted in my chest, trapping the air in as my back arched and hips bucked. Carter whispered a curse in my ear, seeing my skin flush and hearing the desperate moan coming out of my throat as I fell over the edge.
“That’s it, zhizn moya,” Dimitri whispered as he pushed two fingers inside me to feel my muscles clench. “Get your reward. Give it all to me.”
“Oh shit,” I gasped as he pounded them into me, closing his mouth on the swollen flesh again, sucking my oversensitive clit, swirling and pressing his tongue over it. “Fuck, Dimitri, I—”
“Give me another one,” he groaned, the vibration enough to send new waves crashing into me.
His finger stilled deep inside me and pressed on that damn, wonderful spot. Waiting to let me ride it out. Waiting for my whole body to stop fighting the restraining position Carter forced me in.
“One more, zhizn moya. Give me one more,” he said, moving his fingers slowly, pushing against my tightening walls.
Carter’s warm, stuttering breath on my neck made my whole body shake with uncontrollable shivers.
“I can’t,” I cried, my weak, trembling hands trying to push Dimitri away from his comfortable spot between my legs. “Please…Stop, I can’t.”
Dimitri grinned as Carter went utterly still behind me. “No can do, zhizn moya…One more before you get my cock. One more before I make you choke on the angel’s while I bury myself into your sweet, needy cunt.”
I whimpered, my head falling against Carter’s shoulder. His tongue moved torturously slow, sending bolts of pleasure through my whole body.
“Dimitri,” I begged. “Stop, I can’t—”
Carter’s hand tightened under my thighs but Dimitri didn’t stop. Eyes boring into mine as he kept licking and sucking on my clit and lips, his fingers thrusting into me too slow for me to reach my peak.
“She asked you to stop,” my angel mate finally said, his voice threatening, teeth gritting.
Dimitri’s eyebrow arched, his gaze darting from him to me with a taunting look.
“She knows her safe word,” he answered with a grin, pushing his fingers as deep as they could, arching them to rub on that hidden switch. “Should I stop, agápi mou?”
My thighs tried to clench, stopped by Carter’s hold. I moaned another curse as Dimitri kept fucking me with his fingers and tongue, waiting for me to answer.
I didn’t.
“Lost your tongue, firebird?” he taunted, increasing the pace of his thrusts. “Want mine instead?”
And that was it.
He closed his mouth around my clit one last time, tongue swirling furiously as I came again, breaking free from Carter’s hold and closing my legs around Dimitri’s head.
He growled as he claimed and devoured every drop of my orgasm, one arm circling my thigh to press himself deeper, rubbing his face against my pulsating clit.
“Fuck, fuck, fuuck—” I screamed, hands reaching for everything around me. His hair, the armrests of the chair, Carter’s head behind me.
“What a good fucking girl, coming for your mate when asked to,” Dimitri crooned, his lips and tongue now softer as I slowly came back to myself, my vision blurry and head swirling.
My whole body vibrated with energy and pleasure, my muscles deliciously sore and the underside of my thighs slightly bruised from Carter’s hold.
“Now let’s remind chicken wings over here how lucky he is to have you as his mate. ”
I bit my lower lip and gave an eager nod, turning my head to find Carter hovering above me with an enraptured gaze.
I reached for his hand just as Dimitri pulled me to the floor and made me turn toward the angel.
“You don’t have to do—”
“Having performance anxiety?” Dimitri taunted Carter, placing himself between my legs behind me, hands pulling at the remains of my T-shirt to rip it away from my body. “I’ll be too busy satisfying her and taking my fill to care about you.”
“I’m not,” Carter gritted out as I unbuckled his pants. “I don’t want her to feel forced to do anything—especially after I’ve been…”
“An ass?” Dimitri finished for him.
I hid a smile, focusing on freeing his hard length from the confines of his tight underwear.
“Yes,” he muttered between his teeth.
Dimitri chuckled, his hand finding my core again, pushing one finger inside with a satisfied guttural sound.
I raked my nails under Carter’s shirt and he hissed, throwing his head back.
“I’ve been abused too much in my life to let my mates impose themselves on me,” I said, nails going down over his panting chest until I reached his now free cock.
“You’d be beaten to a pulp before you could force me to do anything. ”
My Nephilim gave an appreciative hum behind me. My hand circled Carter’s cock, squeezing at the base and I leaned close, sliding my tongue over his glistening tip.
“I’m compliant because I want to be,” I whispered as he let out a shuddering breath and pulled his T-shirt over his head. “Not because I’m being told to be.”
“I’d like to see what you’ll do to the one who’ll try,” Dimitri said, hands roaming the expanse of my back before reaching my head and grabbing at the back of my hair. “Breathe, zhizn moya.”
I gasped as I felt his length sliding between my ass cheeks. Dimitri used my reaction to push my head down Carter’s cock, pulling his hips back to thrust his tip inside me.
“Fuck, I missed you so much,” he rasped, burying himself deeper, folding his body over mine.
Carter’s cock hit the back of my throat right as Dimitri bottomed out with a loud, satisfied groan.
“Are you gonna keep being a good girl and suck the life out of your feathered mate?” Dimitri asked in my ear.
I tried nodding—which turned out to be difficult with his hand gripping my hair firmly to hold my face down. But the muffled moan vibrating against Carter’s length seemed to have been convincing enough.
Dimitri let go of my head and grabbed at my hips to pull me back to him, making me meet each of his tentative thrusts. My angel let out a soft curse when I eagerly took him back between my lips, swirling my tongue along his shaft.
It’s been so long since I had two of my mates at the same time that I’d forgotten how overwhelming their distinct energy coursing through me felt. How their conflicting thoughts and voices flowing into my mind ignited all my senses.
The brief episode with Carter and Arc had been just that. An episode. Not intense or long enough to really make my whole being burn from their power. After all, Arc didn’t even let himself come and Carter had barely even touched me.
But the few months Dimitri, Blake, and I had lived together? I’d never felt more alive. Powerful. Full.
I couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to have my five mates, whoever the last one was…Would I combust from the agonizing pleasure? Was there such a thing as “too much” energy at once?
A cry tore out of my throat as Dimitri gave a harder thrust. “Stop torturing the poor man,” he crooned. “Can’t you feel he needs it faster but, for some reason, doesn’t say it?”
I knew exactly how Carter needed it. And I wanted him to take it. My eyes met his tortured ones, taunting. Challenging him to use my mouth, my throat how he wanted to. How he needed to.
Dimitri let out a deep chuckle before increasing his pace, thrusting into me faster and harder, his hand holding my hips with a bruising grip. “You vixen,” he whispered.
Carter’s fingers entangled themselves in my hair and he—finally—shifted his hips up with a loud, desperate moan.
My eyes rolled in the back of my head. “Mine,” Dimitri kept growling in my mind with each stroke, the tip of his cock rubbing on my G-spot relentlessly. “Mate. She’s my mate. That bratty mouth is mine to use,” Carter’s thought echoed.
Too much. Too overwhelming.
I moaned around Carter’s cock and Dimitri cursed as my walls started clenching. Both of their punishing pace sent shivers over my whole body, my lower stomach tightening, muscles tensing and locking.
“That’s it, zhizn moya. Be a good mate and come again for us.”
Us. My mates. Two of them, taking every ounce of pleasure I could offer and giving it back to me tenfold.
I screamed as my orgasm hit me full force, the sound muffled by Carter’s deep thrusts in my throat.
Dimitri stilled behind me with a raspy moan, his cock throbbing inside me, the hot spurts of his cum filling me to the brim. Carter was not long to follow, pushing himself as deep as he possibly could, his warm seed sliding down my throat.
I greedily swallowed every drop.
“Oh shit,” he panted, holding my head down as my whole body kept shaking from my orgasm. From their pleasure.
When he released me and pulled himself out, I didn’t even have the time to gasp for air before his mouth was on me, the kiss soft but demanding.
Dimitri’s hand landing on my ass in a sharp slap made me jump.
“What the—”
“Now that we’re all on the same page, let’s get you to bed.”
I frowned, glaring at him over my shoulder. “I’m not tired.”
I was fucking exhausted. But the thought of leaving one of them made me grumpy, and I wasn’t ready to face that feeling yet.
Dimitri’s eyebrow arched as he stared at me, unblinking. “Tell that to the dark circles under your eyes.”
“You’ve barely slept the last couple of days,” Carter remarked, siding with him.
“Then that’s settled.”
Dimitri rose and pulled me up by the waist, throwing my nearly limp body over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I shrieked.
“Where’s the biggest bed?” Dimitri asked Carter, ignoring me.
“My room,” he answered. Dimitri didn’t move and didn’t say anything, so Carter added, “The wings. I sometimes sleep with my wings out when it hurts too much to keep them retracted. It takes a lot of space.”
The explanation seemed to satisfy Dimitri as he turned around and started climbing up the stairs.
“Let me down, you giant beast!”
His chuckle made his shoulders shake. “I’ll let you down. In bed. Where we’ll all sleep because you’re like a baby with separation anxiety.”
I gasped. How dared he? “I’m not!”
He slapped my naked ass again. So, I didn’t add anything. Because the truth was, I was too tired and spent to argue. Especially when he, like usual, saw right through me.