CHAPTER 17
Rue
Something nuzzles against me, yanking me from the land of dreams into the world of the awake. The sweet scent of sugary beignets reaches me as I snuggle into the warmth. “Shit, sorry, vixen,” Rhys whispers. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep. I just wanted to hold you for a little while.”
“Rhys?” I mumble in confusion, still spent from my sexscapade with Kathan.
Oh, snap. Kathan.
Everything that happens comes flooding back. From his confession, to the way he worshiped my body, to the stronger bond between us. My eyes snap open and I sit upright. “Did that actually happen?” I breathe.
“Yes, sunshine, it did,” Kathan rumbles from my other side, clearly listening despite his eyes being closed. He lets out a yawn and stretches before rolling over. It’s not long before he’s snoring softly once more. I preen a little because I totally managed to wear the grump out.
Rhys chuckles, his warm breath tickling my ear. “You certainly did a number on him, vixen,” he says playfully, pressing a chaste kiss to my neck, the side where Kathan bit me, opposite Slade’s mark. His hand brushes through my tousled hair, soothing the lingering traces of sleep from my mind and replacing it with desire.
As my arousal no doubt fills the air, Rhys freezes, inhaling deeply. “My, my, vixen,” he purrs. I turn to face him, and his blue eyes sparkle with amusement. “Ready for more already?”
Heat floods my core at the thought of finally having Rhys inside me. He’s the only one of my mates that’s had to wait. My patient wolf.
My pussy is still deliciously sore from Kathan, but I find myself shifting my thighs, seeking pressure to ease the new ache. “Yes,” I murmur as to not wake Kathan. I nudge him backwards and straddle him, moving the blankets he must’ve covered Kathan and I with.
I’m surprised to find him fully naked, his dick proudly standing at attention for me, begging for my touch. I wrap my fist around him, using the bead of precum at the tip to help lube him up before stroking, once, twice. He lets out a hiss when I bend over and wrap my mouth around him. His hands thread into my hair as I continue to suck him off, hollowing my cheeks so I can take him further into my throat.
Rhys moans deeply, his grip tightening as his hips slowly buck. “Fuck, Rue,” he breathes when I pop him out, teasing him with my tongue before taking him back into my mouth and sucking. I feel his cock twitch, and my pussy throbs in response.
Suddenly, he stops me. I glance up to find his golden eyes filled with desire as he reaches for me. “Enough,” he growls, more wolf than man, and before I can even react, he lifts me up and positions me on top of him. I reach between my legs, rubbing his slick cock against my swollen clit before guiding him to my entrance.
Ever so slowly, I lower myself onto him, his thick length filling me completely, our bodies finally becoming one. He groans as I put my hands on his chest, using it for leverage to ride him. When I grind on him, he thrusts up, making me gasp. Hexes, I feel like I’m melting into him, our bodies moving in unison as if we’re two halves of a whole.
And the way he’s staring at me like I’m a Goddess... I know it won’t leave my mind until I can draw it, immortalizing it forever.
Rhys’ fingertips dig into my hips, helping guide me as I move. He shifts one of them between us, playing with my sweet spot. “Oh, Rhys!” I shout, throwing my head back as bliss consumes me, a string of incoherent words tumbling out of me as I come. He fucks me through my climax, drawing out every sensation in my sensitive body.
Kathan stirs, his eyes opening as he rolls over to watch us, still half-lidded with sleep. Oopsie. So much for not waking him. He smiles, the bond between us still thrumming strong. His hand drifts to his throbbing erection as he works himself to the sight of us. “She takes you so well, Rhys, doesn’t she?”
“Fuck, yes,” Rhys pants.
Someone lets out a growl behind us. “Have room for one more, little witch?”
My gaze snaps to Caylix to find his hazel eyes staring at us intently. They flash gold when I let out a moan, the thought of having all three of them surrounding me almost too much to bear.
Rhys chuckles beneath me as my pussy floods. “Oh, yeah. She likes that idea, don’t you, vixen?” he purrs.
I nod. “Moons, yes, please, yesss.”
“She’s fucking soaked for us, Caylix. Get over here,” Rhys pants.
Next thing I know, Caylix’s clothes are gone, and he’s climbing onto the bed, positioning himself behind me. He trails a line of kisses from my shoulders to the bottom of my spine before gently urging me forward. My eyes widen. Is he...?
Oh, hex me, he is.
Caylix’s tongue finds my backdoor as he buries his face in my ass. I jolt, my cunt squeezing around Rhys’ cock. He lets out a breath through his teeth, gripping my hips harder as Caylix works his magic, seemingly not caring how close his face is to Rhys’ dick.
“That feels s-so good, Cay,” I manage through a gasp, feeling his tongue explore every inch of my back entrance.
My body trembles as he adds a finger to the mix, rimming my tight bundle of nerves. With his saliva as lube, Caylix fucks my ass with his finger, before slowly adding another one, getting me used to the intrusion. “Can I take you back here, little witch? Fill your tight hole with my cock?”
“There’s some lube in the drawer beside you, Kathan,” Slade drawls, having made his way into the room at some point. I look over to find his blue eyes fixated intently on the places where Rhys, Caylix, and I are connected. There’s nothing but unbridled lust reflected in them, and I can clearly see the evidence of his arousal in the way his trousers are tented.
“No clothes allowed,” I state breathlessly, sweat rolling down my spine. He obliges, getting undressed while Kathan tosses a small bottle to Caylix, who spreads some out on his fingers, warming it up before slicking his member with it.
Caylix presses the head of his thick erection into my ass just enough to allow me to adjust, but I’m ready. I arch my back, impaling myself further onto his cock, encouraging them to start moving. With a low growl, Rhys thrusts deeper, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me. I let out a mewl as Caylix syncs their rhythm, their cocks rubbing against my walls.
Kathan moves beside me, gently tweaking my nipple as he watches the other two of his tripack pleasure me. “You’re doing so well, sunshine. Such a good fucking girl.”
I moan, lost in the pleasure of the moment. My spine tingles, and I crave more. Like Caylix can sense what I need, he leans in close to my ear. “You can handle two more, can’t you, little witch? Let me and Rhys handle this while you jack your other mates.”
My eyes widen at his suggestion, but there’s no denying the excitement coursing through my veins. I nod, feeling the heat building up low within me. My hand moves to Kathan’s erect cock, gripping it firmly as he thrusts into my palm. His green eyes darken as he watches me, his breathing heavy.
“Slade, I need you too.”
“Then you’ll have me, mon trésor. You’ll always have me,“ he responds. The bed dips as he climbs onto it, positioning himself next to our foursome. I reach out and grip his rock-hard cock, and a growl tumbles from his throat as I work my hand up and down his shaft.
Kathan pumps his hips in the perfect cadence to match Rhys and Caylix as he chases his release.
We’re all intertwined, and the energy in the room is palpable. The magic in me sparks to life, my skin glowing a familiar shade of red, wanting to claim the last two missing pieces of my soul formally. Rhys and Caylix sense the shift, both of them pressing a kiss to my neck on either side.
“Mine,” they growl in unison before they sink their canines into me on either side. There’s a prick of pain that mixes with the pleasure all around me.
Rhys comes first, his movements erratic as he spills his seed deep inside me. It causes a chain reaction in both Caylix and me as we fly over the edge, me with a scream and him with a roar. A few more pumps and Kathan spills himself onto my side, his cum spurting in hot ropes over my flesh. Slade finishes next, his orgasm seemingly tearing through him as he grunts.
I move my hand to Rhys’ shoulder and my fingertips glow brightly as my mark appears on him. And I reach the other one up to the back of Caylix’s neck, letting the magic handle the rest.
Caylix and Rhys languidly withdraw from me, leaving me feeling empty for the first time tonight. But they don’t let me go far. Rhys tucks me in between his legs, my head resting on his abdomen with Caylix and Kathan at my sides. Slade rubs his hands over my sore calves, massaging me.
My skin still glows as the magic courses through my veins. “I love you,” I whisper and receive four distinct replies.
“I love you more, vixen. You’re incredible,” Rhys replies.
“You complete us, Rue. I love you with all my being,” Caylix affirms.
Kathan clears his throat. “I love you too,” he rumbles simply.
And finally, Slade says, “Je suis en amour fou avec toi. I love you with all of the heart that only beats for you.”
For once in my life, I feel whole. Complete. With my mates at my side, I can do anything, overcome anything. Now we just need to get some answers.