Chapter 13
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Oli
I wake to snarling, raised voices and shouting; to the chaos and rage that usually comes with bloodshed.
I wake surrounded by shadows and darkness, my head pounding in my ears and my bond reaching out to our Bonded as it keens inside of me.
It’s called out to them all as I slept, bringing them in to help with the chasm left inside of me thanks to that god-bond’s soul.
Destroying something like that, something so strong, had sapped away my power and left me an empty shell.
I think I would panic about it if my bond didn't have a surefire plan to fix this terrible feeling already in motion, because sending out a siren call to my Bonded to have them come to me is the only path ahead that doesn’t fill me with terror.
I need them to fill me up, to repair the damage, and restore me to my glory. I need them to turn our pleasure into shared power. I need everything from them.
Fingers clasp around my chin and turn my head, lips pressing against my own as a moan escapes me, a needy and desperate sound even to my own ears.
My bond simmers there at the surface, but I stay in control of my limbs, reaching out and wrapping my arms around Gabe’s neck as I pull him into my body.
I’m already naked.
So is he.
Atlas is with us, his body hard and ready where he’s pressed against my back, and another moan squeezes out from between my lips.
Their hands are everywhere; their skin is hot against mine as they burn just as brightly for me as I do for them.
Fingers squeeze at the soft expanse of my thighs, dipping lower to run through the slick mess between them, groans echoing through the room that I join in with as the fingers push into my dripping pussy.
I want more from them all. I want more hands on my body; I want more fingers and lips and, my God , I want them all to fill me up.
“We will, Bonded. We’re going to give you exactly what you need.”
What I need is to stop all of the talking and get to the part where one of them is fucking me.
Or both of them. All of them. I want their skin sliding on mine as they thrust into me.
I want to taste their pleasure. I want to take it into myself and become nothing more than their vessel, a vessel to be used for their desires.
There’s a moment when one of them moves away from me, just for a second, but the keening noise I let out has him rushing back to me, soothing words dripping from his lips like honey, warming me to my core as he reassures me.
“I’m not going anywhere, Sweetness. If you want both of us at once, then I need to grab some supplies. It’s okay, I won’t leave. Gabe, you need to fuck her and distract her, otherwise she’s going to hurt herself rushing into shit.”
I’m not though, and I’ll happily take the pain to have them. I’ll take it all—
The sudden thrust of a cock into my gushing pussy is enough to derail my panicked, bond-hazed thoughts.
I stop thinking about abandonment, about being bereft without them, about anything except for the delicious stretch as I take Gabe’s cock and the way his hands clasp at my waist and move me up and down the length of him, meeting the thrust of his hips.
It’s exactly what my frantic and crazed mind wants, but after only a few thrusts, my bond kicks in, calling out to them all again as it keens for more.
I want to just enjoy my Bonded, to be with each of them and savor the ways that they love me individually, but the chasm inside of me only grows bigger the longer we’re separated.
I need more.
The keening sound fills the room again, my eyes squeezing shut tight as I try to get myself under control. I know they’re all here and that I’ll get what I want, but the pressure inside of me builds until I want to scream and claw my way out of my own skin.
Then there are hands all over me again, pushing me and moving me firmly, taking control of the situation until there’s another cock pressing against my ass, teeth biting down on my shoulder, and a deep groan that comes with the anticipation of the fullness of both of my Bonded taking me together.
Gabe curses under his breath, pulling my body down so I cover him more fully, and Atlas’ hand rubs over my ass as he watches Gabe’s cock fill me, squeezing and spreading me as he enjoys the view.
I look back over my shoulder at him just in time to see him spit on his cock as it slides inside of me, his eyes as hot as a brand.
The moment I catch my breath and the chaos eases off a little in my mind, I glance around the room to find my other three Bonded watching us, dark and greedy looks in their eyes.
My skin flushes under their gazes, but my bond preens in my chest, gloating and positively relishing the way that I’ve snared them all with nothing but my body, my mind, and my love for them all.
My pussy clenches around Gabe’s cock, my ass tightening around Atlas’, and they both groan, their hips moving faster until I have to hold onto Gabe’s shoulders.
Gabe gives me a lazy grin, a self-satisfied one that says there’s nowhere else he’d rather be right now than here with me splayed out over his chest. He uses one hand to cup my cheek and draw my lips to his for a blistering kiss, the other slipping down between our bodies to my clit.
I already have an orgasm starting to build, but he draws it out of me with maddening circles, slow and in complete contrast to the pace he’s setting with his hips.
When I finally come, pressing my face into his chest to muffle the obscene sounds coming out of my mouth, Gabe comes with me, pushing in even deeper at the same time as Atlas, and I feel as though I’m going to burst.
The frenetic buzz quiets for a moment, just a moment, but the second Gabe pulls out and moves me onto the bed, it doubles, triples. It fills my limbs until I want to scream.
Atlas pulls out, lifting one of my legs to turn me onto my back before he slides back into my ass, Gabe’s cum dripping out of my pussy a little as he does.
I don’t want to lose any of it. I want to be full.
My eyes close again as I lose myself to the sensations, the way he fucks me through the overstimulation until one orgasm rolls into the next one.
I whine a little as the haze falls over me once more.
I’m starting to think it’ll never lift.
I arch my back on the bed, my head thrashing as the pleasure rolls through me in a tidal wave.
As my mouth drops open in a desperate gasp, I feel someone’s fingers curl around my jaw, then they push against my tongue as though my Bonded is checking that my mouth is ready for him.
I close my lips around them, sucking away to prove that I’m not only ready but craving the weight of his cock in my mouth.
I hear rustling and then I feel him shift, my eyes fluttering open to find North crouched down at my eye-level as his fingers stroke my tongue. When he meets my eyes, he nods at me as though we’ve come to an agreement.
“Tell me what you need, Bonded,” he murmurs as though Atlas isn’t fucking me, as though Gabe’s cum isn’t inside me right now and the rest of the Bonded Group aren’t here waiting, drawn by my bond’s call.
I wait until his fingers slip out of my mouth before I say, my words slurring a little with pleasure, “I need more. I need all of you.”
He doesn’t need me to say another word.
Atlas only stops long enough to flip me onto my hands and knees before slamming back into me while North stands again, slipping his boxer briefs off as he does.
I’m reaching for him before he has the chance to step out of them, drawing him to my lips and sucking him down, moaning around him as his hips shove forward, rough in the best way.
I swallow around him, torn between wanting to shove myself further down his length and impaling myself on Atlas’ cock, but they both keep pushing forward, driving into my ass and my mouth until I’m moaning like a wanton, my eyes rolling back as my screams are muffled by North’s dick.
Atlas’ hips finally stutter, his hands clutching at my thighs as he spreads my legs wider and pulls out to come all over my exposed pussy.
He uses his fingers to push his cum in with Gabe’s, making sure they’re both filling me up.
North drags his cock out of my mouth and waits, fisting himself as Atlas moves away, stumbling to the bathroom.
My skin is glowing, the health and vitality they’re all giving me shining through, and I’m eager for more.
I know the moment North covers me that something has happened.
I don’t know what it is, who has hurt my Bonded, but there’s a savage energy inside of him as he moves inside of me. His hands are rough and desperate on my body, grasping at my soft curves as he takes what he needs from me, and I beg him for more.
All of the rage and anguish, the heartache and pain—I take it all from him. The pump of his hips is brutal, the pounding of his cock into my abused pussy is the sweetest form of torture. He fucks me like he’s trying to kill his demons.
I would take everything from him gladly, with a smile, begging for more of this if he needs it, because even as he’s taking what he needs from me, he’s giving me back even more.
I swear I can almost feel them healing me, pouring into my very soul, and I’m coming alive with every orgasm, every stroke, every touch of their skin against mine.
His shadows wrap around me, covering us both. When I feel the tendrils of it come out to play with my clit, pushing into my ass as though it wants to own every part of me, I come with a scream, clenching around him until North follows me over the edge.