Chapter 34 #2
I moan into Axl’s mouth and grip his shirt with one hand, the other reaching up behind me to touch Jax’s face.
“Axl, surely there are other things you can do to our mate with your mouth.” Kal’s voice is low and close, he and Pierce having crossed the room to join us. We’re all still huddled near the doorway.
Axl draws back, pure mischief in his eyes. “You’re right.” He bends, hefting me up and over his shoulder.
I squeal at the sudden move, laughing as he takes me through Kal’s quarters, positioning me on the edge of a small breakfast table in a nook in his bedroom.
“Lift that pretty ass for me,” he says, hooking his fingers into my pants.
I do as I’m told, lifting off the table as he drags them, my undergarments, and my boots off.
He grips the back of the chair at the head of the table, pulling it out and plopping into it before me as I hurry out of my shirt.
“Now this is my favorite kind of feast.”
A flush rakes through me as he scoots the chair forward and spreads my thighs with his powerful hands.
“Lie back,” Pierce demands from my left, where he’s come to stand on the other side of the table, Jax right next to him. Pierce is unbuttoning his shirt, shedding it. Jax is doing the same. Anticipation flutters in my core.
A gentle nudge, and I lean back until my spine kisses the smooth wood of the table.
Kal is on my right, shirtless as well.
Axl dips down, kissing my inner thigh. My breath hitches at the touch, and Kal leans down, capturing that gasp with his lips.
I whimper into the kiss, the way it sends sparks bursting across my skin. Someone slides their hand over my breasts—Pierce, I can tell from his touch alone. Another set of hands—Jax’s—reaches out to touch me, smoothing over my stomach, then lower, closer to where Axl is teasing me.
It’s everything, having their focus on me. Unflinching and undeterred.
Axl’s mouth travels higher up my thigh, taking his time with me as if we have as much as we need. As if we’re not uncertain of the future that lies ahead. It’s everything I need to push those chaotic thoughts away. He plants kisses over my skin, drawing higher until he reaches my center.
I’m a coiled spring as his lips hover above my sensitive heat.
“Mmm,” he hums as he gently kisses me at the apex of my thighs. The vibrations from his touch have me arching off the table, desperately seeking more. “You want me to fuck you with my mouth, kitten?”
I tear my lips away from Kal’s, looking down my body to where Axl is seated and grinning at me. “Yes.” I answer like it’s a plea. “Axl. Please.”
Pierce glides his hand along my side, his touch a brand as he shifts and bends my leg over Axl’s broad shoulder. “Do prepare her properly, Axl,” he says. “We want her ready for us.”
I tremble at the way they work together over me, the way they cherish me.
Axl keeps his eyes on me as he slowly, agonizingly dips his head lower. He licks up my aching slit, one long lap that has my back bowing. Kal reclaims my mouth as my palms smack against the table. Pierce teases my breasts, while Jax bends to kiss along the side of my neck.
I gasp between Kal’s lips as Axl unleashes himself on me, licking and sucking me into absolute oblivion. Their combined touches, their constant worship of my body brings me to pleasure so quickly, I’m dizzy.
My hands fly out, gripping Kal and Jax’s shoulders as Axl slides his tongue in and out of me.
I draw away from Kal’s kiss, unable to contain my ragged breaths as my orgasm builds. “I . . . I . . .”
I can’t form words. Not as Kal nibbles my earlobe. Not as Jax nips at my neck. Not as Pierce pinches one of my nipples. Not as Axl sucks that pulsing bundle of nerves into his mouth.
I moan, the sound tearing through me just as hard as my orgasm. The sensation is a crescendo of tingles that travel everywhere at once, unraveling every coiled thing in my body.
“I could watch you do that to her every day,” Kal says.
“She’s ready for us.” Pride gleams in Axl’s eyes as he draws back, licking me off his lips.
My heart hiccups as Kal gently lifts me from the table, whisking me quickly to the edge of his bed.
He situates me atop his lap, my back pressed against his chest as he slicks his hard cock through my wetness over and over again, making me shiver.
He must’ve finished undressing while Axl finished me.
Jax and Pierce, too, apparently, because both are deliciously bare as they follow us to the bed.
Axl is the last to hurry out of his pants, his cock springing free as he steps between my thighs. He kisses me then, quick and hard, my flavor bursting on my tongue. It makes my head spin.
Kal teases my tight hole with the head of his cock, making me gasp into Axl’s kiss. Axl grazes my oversensitive flesh with his length, his hands smoothing down my legs and urging me to wrap them around his waist.
I do, my thighs clenching as he pushes into my heat an inch. Kal gently does the same to that tight space behind me. Axl leans back, breaking our kiss as he pumps into me, his timing impeccable with Kal’s.
I’m a tangle of connection and sensation. Energy and anticipation. Hunger snaps through me, a need I’m not sure will ever be sated. Even without the pulsing demands of the bonds, I’m starved for them.
Pierce grips my chin, turning my head to the left, where he’s climbed onto the bed.
Jax is on the other side, his lips on my neck again.
I wish I had more hands to touch them all, more places for them to consume me. If I had Pierce’s power, they’d be at my mercy for all the wicked things I’d do to their minds. But it’s just us, just me, and I reach out in the only ways I can.
“Pierce,” I say, kissing him quickly before I urge him to get on his knees, the height of the bed angling his cock in the perfect position for my mouth. “Please.” I part my lips, flicking my tongue over his thick head.
“Darling.” He glides into my mouth, and I moan around the way he fills it.
The way Axl and Kal are filling me as they slowly thrust themselves inside me. It’s a torturous, delicious pace that sparks every aching nerve.
And then there’s Jax, dragging his teeth along my neck as I reach for him with my hand.
He shifts at my insistence, laughing roughly as I find his cock and grip him.
The connection between each of us snaps in place with that final touch, and it’s all I can do to hold on as the Legends of Chaos devour me.
Pierce pumps into my mouth in slow, confident thrusts that have me trembling. I flick my eyes up to his, my heat fluttering around Axl’s length as I watch Pierce fuck my mouth. I lean harder into Kal, who holds me steady with his gentle pumps that match Axl’s.
Jax groans as I roll my thumb over the head of his cock, playing with a drop of pre-come that’s beaded there. I whimper around Pierce, the notion that I’ve gotten each of them worked up so quickly an intoxicating thing.
We can’t feel the bonds between us, but we’re still just as connected. Just as bonded. The five of us a complementing, perfect joining. The more we crash together, the stronger we become. Every kiss and touch solidifying our love.
“Fuck, butterfly,” Jax growls as I grip him tighter. I can’t help it; Axl and Kal have me on the cusp of explosion. He thrusts harder into my hand. “Feels so fucking good when you squeeze me like that.”
His words are an undoing. I feel untethered, like I might soar into the sky if they let me go.
“Darling.” Pierce’s voice is strained. “I’m coming.” He pumps harder, once, twice, before spilling into my mouth.
I quickly swallow him down, and he gently pulls out of my mouth, rubbing his thumb over my swollen lips. My heart is racing, my breathing ragged as I turn toward Jax.
“Jax,” I demand.
His indigo eyes sear for a moment before he grins. “Naughty, devious little butterfly.” He shifts, teasing my lips with his hard cock. “You want to swallow us both tonight?”
I open my mouth in answer, and he takes the space Pierce has just been.
Axl groans. “So fucking hot.”
I’m pure liquid as he and Kal match a rhythm, my orgasm on the edge of splintering my entire being. Pierce’s lips are on my shoulder, trailing along my collarbone and back, worshipping every inch he can reach.
Jax thrusts into my mouth, his fingers tight in my hair. “Such a perfect mouth.”
I reach up, grabbing Axl’s shoulders as he grinds against me, shifting his thrusts to ensure every connection hits that sensitive spot between my thighs.
Kal tightens his grip around my middle as he slides in and out of that tight space.
Pierce’s kiss leaves sparks along my back.
Jax groans, hardening in my mouth as his pumps become more chaotic.
Each of them is on the edge as much as me, and it sends me flying right over it.
I moan around Jax, my orgasm flooding me as he spills into my mouth.
Waves of heat crash from the crown of my head to the tips of my toes, the sensation like coming completely undone.
I don’t exist outside of the pleasure pulsing along my body in waves as one orgasm leads into another when Kal and Axl find their releases inside me.
Jax gently pulls out of my mouth, and I gasp for breath, my eyes watering from taking both him and Pierce this way today. My heart skips at the way they’re all looking at me, like I’m the gravity holding them to this realm.
Axl leans his forehead against mine as Kal kisses my shoulder, Pierce and Jax moving off the bed to give us room. Kal gently lifts me, Axl shifting so I can settle on the bed while Pierce comes to clean me up.
“I’ll start the bath,” Axl says, disappearing into Kal’s bathing chamber.
Pierce heads in shortly after, then Jax. Kal is the one to scoop me off the bed and carry me to the bath.
We’re a flurry of comfortable movements, and I fall into their care as easily as the rhythm of my heart returns.
“I love you,” I say to them as we soak in the deliciously warm water of the bath.
Each returns the sentiment as we take turns washing or massaging each other.
It’s an ecstasy I don’t want to end. These moments are as precious as the rare jewels the wealthy covet.
They’re a glimpse of what our future could look like, should we survive what’s coming.
Long days initiating change for Lumathyst followed by passionate nights where nothing comes between us.
It’s a future worth fighting for, certainly, but it’s hard to dream of such things when we’re challenged at every turn.
We stay together in the bath until the water turns cool. Axl towels me off, and then there’s a silence hanging over us as we get dressed.
A knock sounds at Kal’s door as we finish.
“They’re ready for you,” Mirren calls through the closed door. “I tried to stall for more time.”
“Thank you, Mirren,” Pierce calls. “We’ll be just a moment.”
“I wish we had more time,” Kal says, reaching to cup my cheek.
“Me too.” I lean into his palm. I should’ve started saying my goodbyes while we soaked, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment.
He dips down, kissing me quickly before he heads out the door.
Axl draws me into a hug, holding me tightly. “If Silvac gives you any trouble, show them your claws.”
I laugh, hating that the earlier bliss is now replaced by a sadness I can’t quite describe. I know this will be normal when they take the thrones, but it hurts to part with them all the same.
He kisses me quickly before leaving, too.
Pierce follows Axl out of the room, knowing we have no goodbyes to say.
Jax comes to me last, a quiet weight between us.
“I don’t like this,” I admit.
“I don’t, either.” He leads me toward the closed door. “I love you more than you’ll ever know, butterfly.” He drags his thumb over my bottom lip, which quivers as I try to hold back tears.
“I love you, too, Jax.” Something twists in my chest. The nature of his goodbye is unlike the others’. But he’s the Nightmare. Of course he’ll always see things differently. I’m about to press him on it, but he opens the door and steps into the hallway.
“Jax?” I ask when he stops to look back at me. “We’ll be okay, right?” I need assurance. Need something to soothe the concern in his indigo eyes.
He draws up a cool, calm mask, the worry melting from his face. He replaces it with the Nightmare’s smile. “Death couldn’t separate us. Nothing will ever keep me from you again.”