26. Ivy
26
IVY
Tate moves towards me first, his body marked with symbols that writhe and shift like living things. The fated mark we share burns between us, but now it’s more. It’s a bridge between what he’s become and what I am. His eyes meet mine, and I see eternity reflected there, matching the void that now lives within me.
“Ivy,” he breathes, wrapping his arms around me, and just my name carries weight I never heard before. Power recognising power. Equal and opposite, perfectly balanced.
The tears that slip down my cheeks leave trails of starlight on my skin.
Bram and Torin join us, and as they draw close, I feel our energies connecting, creating something entirely new. Four points of power, four different types of magick, form a perfect circuit, the last pieces clicking into place.
I look at each of them. My fated mates. Mine.
“The world’s about to change. Everything we thought we knew about death, about what comes after... it’s all different now.”
“We know,” Torin croaks, his voice hoarse from the magick sparking all around. He drags me away from Tate and slams his lips against mine in a bruising kiss. I rip at his clothes, needing to fuck him hard and fast to release the stress of the last few hours, days? Who knows how much time passed while I was in the void?
“Fuck,” I growl against Torin’s lips, my body buzzing with need. The power coursing through me intensifies every sensation.
I rip his shirt off, buttons scattering across the forest floor. My hands roam over the geometric patterns etched into his skin, feeling the vampire energy vibrating underneath. Torin groans, his fangs extending as he bites my lower lip hard enough to draw blood.
The taste of copper explodes on our tongues. But it’s more than just blood now. It’s power, raw and primal. Torin’s eyes go black with hunger as he lifts me up, slamming me to the ground.
Savagely, he tears my clothes away. There’s no gentleness, no finesse, just desperate, frantic need. Within seconds, I’m naked, and he falls onto me, thrusting into me hard, both of us crying out at the intensity.
“Fuck, Ivy,” he pants against my neck.
I can only moan in response as he pounds into me. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
I reach out a hand to Tate and Bram, beckoning them to me.
“More,” I demand. “I need all of you.”
Clothes are shed in a frenzy as they join us on the forest floor. Bram’s hands find my breasts, kneading roughly as his mouth claims mine in a searing kiss before he releases me, his fingers trailing an icy cold path to my clit. Tate positions himself by my head, his cock brushing against my lips as Torin hauls me up to a half-sitting position.
I open my mouth eagerly, taking Tate’s cock in as deep as I can. Torin continues to thrust into me relentlessly, each movement sending sparks of pleasure coursing through my body, along with Bram’s cold touch. He pinches my clit and twists it, sending rockets of lust into every cell in my body.
Our energies mingle and merge, creating a feedback loop of power and sensation. I can feel every touch, every heartbeat, every surge of desire magnified a thousandfold. The forest around us responds, trees swaying and leaves rustling despite the lack of wind.
Bram’s lips trail down to suck and bite at my neck. His teeth scrape against my skin, and I tremble in their arms.
Torin growls, his thrusts becoming more frantic. Tate’s fingers tangle in my hair as he fucks my mouth with deep, powerful strokes.
I’m overwhelmed by sensation. Torin pounding into me, Tate filling my mouth, Bram’s icy fingers working my clit and his teeth at my throat. My body feels like it’s on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure.
I can feel my climax building, a tidal wave of ecstasy waiting to crash over me.
Our energies spiral higher and higher, feeding off each other.
With a cry muffled by Tate’s cock, I come undone. My orgasm rips through me with cosmic force. My pussy clamps down on Torin’s dick with such fierceness he grunts, and his thrusts become erratic as my pussy milks him hard. With a roar, he slams into me one final time, his release flooding me with heat. The intensity of it triggers another wave of pleasure that has me shuddering beneath them.
Tate’s grip on my hair tightens as he fucks my mouth faster, but then he pulls out, panting. I know he wants to unload in my pussy, not my mouth.
Bram’s fingers are still working my oversensitive clit, sending aftershocks rippling through me. I reach for Tate as Torin moves aside, dragging him up for a fierce kiss.
“Inside me,” I demand against his lips. “Now.”
He grips my hips painfully hard, pulling me onto his cock. He sets a punishing pace, riding my pussy like this is his last day on earth.
My nails rake down his back as I arch into him. Bram’s hands roam over my body, pinching and caressing. It’s almost too much sensation, but I crave more.
“Harder,” I gasp. “Fuck me harder.”
Tate’s thrusts become violent in their intensity. My arse is bruised and scraped from the rough ground underneath me, but it all adds to the hedonism of the moment. I welcome the pain, craving the intensity.
“Fuck, Ivy,” he growls. “You feel so good.”
Bram’s mouth finds my breast, teeth scraping over my nipple. Torin’s hands tangle in my hair, pulling my head back as he claims my mouth in a searing kiss.
Our energies swirl and merge, creating a feedback loop of power and sensation. I can feel every touch, every heartbeat magnified a thousandfold. The air around us crackles with electricity.
My climax builds again, a tidal wave of ecstasy waiting to crash over me. I cry out as Tate hits that perfect spot inside me over and over.
“Come for me,” he demands, his voice rough with desire.
That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. My orgasm rips through me, almost painfully. My entire body convulses with the severity of it. Tate follows me over, his release drenching my pussy as he growls through his climax.
Bram’s fingers find my clit again, working it mercilessly as Tate withdraws, letting Bram take his place.
“Mm,” Bram murmurs and drops his mouth to my pussy.
His tongue delves into my sensitive folds, lapping up the mixture of my juices and Torin and Tate’s cum. The icy coolness of his mouth contrasts sharply with the heat of my overworked flesh, sending new shivers of pleasure through me.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my hands tangling in his hair.
Torin moves behind me, lifting me slightly so I’m resting against his chest. His hands cup my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples as Bram continues his relentless assault on my pussy.
I’m quivering in response. Every nerve ending feels raw and exposed. Part of me wants to push them away, to curl up and process the enormity of what’s happened. But a larger part craves more and needs this physical connection to ground me after the cosmic transformation I’ve undergone.
Bram’s tongue flicks rapidly over my clit before plunging back inside me. I cry out, my hips bucking against his face. Torin’s grip on me tightens, holding me in place as Bram drives me towards another climax.
“That’s it,” Tate murmurs, watching us with hungry eyes. “Be a filthy slut and come all over his face.”
“Ah!” I scream and do exactly that.
Bram growls against my pussy as I come, drinking in the flood of my cum. The vibrations send aftershocks rippling through me. My entire body feels like a live wire, crackling with energy and sensation.
As the intensity of my orgasm fades, Bram pulls back, his lips and chin glistening. He looks up at me with dark, hungry eyes. Without a word, he looms over me and claims my mouth in a fierce kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue, along with traces of Tate and Torin.
Torin pinches and twists my nipples as Bram kisses me.
“My turn, slut,” Bram growls against my lips. He kneels back and positions himself between my legs.
I’m so sensitive that even the brush of his cock against my clit makes me whimper.
Bram drives into me with powerful thrusts.
Torin pushes my tits up into a mound so Tate can suck my nipples.
“Fuck,” I gasp as Bram pounds into me relentlessly.
Torin holds me against his chest, his hands cupping my breasts as Tate sucks and nibbles on my nipples.
Bram’s thrusts are deep and powerful, hitting all the right spots inside me. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him in even deeper.
“You feel so good,” Bram groans, his eyes wild with lust and power. “How does a filthy slut have such a tight little cunt? Hmm?”
I can only moan in response, overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure. Tate pulls back, and Bram reaches out to grip my nipples tightly, pulling on them until the pain bites into them, and I cry out.
My climax builds again, impossibly fast, given how many times I’ve already come. But the power coursing through us all seems to have supercharged our stamina and sensitivity.
“Show us how much you love being fucked by all of us,” Bram rasps.
A scream rips from my throat as another orgasm tears through me, my pussy clenching hard around Bram’s cock.
“That’s it,” Bram growls as I convulse around him. “Take it all, you insatiable slut.”
He slams into me a few more times before burying himself deep with a guttural groan. I feel the pulse of his cock as he dumps his cum to mix with all the rest.
Bram grunts through the last of his orgasm and pulls out, sitting back, panting heavily.
Tate gives me a searching stare. “What happens now?”
I close my eyes, feeling the new awareness that fills me. “Now we reshape the world. Death isn’t an ending anymore. It’s a transition, a chance for renewal.”
“And Life?” Bram asks, his voice carrying an edge of concern.
“Life will die and be reborn, just like everyone else.”