Chapter 16 #4
I was still shuddering from my release when his body locked up.
Gods, it was a fucking glorious sight, especially when his eyes squeezed shut, and his growl was muffled by my still leaking cock moving between his swollen lips.
I could have taken pity on him and withdrawn to let him breathe, but darkness still rode me, and I didn’t want to make his life easy; I wanted him to be at my mercy.
He could breathe when I let him. He glared up at me, air hissing in and out through his flared nostrils.
I grinned. “You want to breathe, Shane?”
He slapped my thigh while Sorcha lay panting under us, her touch falling away.
I didn’t want her to feel on the outside of mine and Shane’s dynamic, so I slid myself from his mouth and shuffled back before I looked at their flushed faces.
I hadn’t released Shane’s hair, so I tugged, and his eyes rose from the enticing sight of Sor’s flushed face to mine. “Gently.”
He nodded, peering down at Sor’s lust-drunk face. His features softened, and part of me was jealous of his obvious concern. What the fuck? I didn’t do softness or feelings. Or I hadn’t. Now I had no idea.
“You okay, Sor?” Shane asked.
She smiled and nodded before she looked up at me and flushed.
I smiled down. “Surely you’re not being bashful, little bird. You’ve just had my balls in your mouth.” I chuckled as she flushed an even deeper shade of red.
Shane’s soft laugh joined mine. “I’m going to pull out Sor, you ready?”
“Yes.” But she still winced as he withdrew.
I stayed kneeling on the bed. Shane stood at the bottom, and Sor was stretched out between us like the most delectable buffet. The air crackled with tension.
“We should discuss this.” Shane gestured between us.
“Yes, we should.”
I’d had more than one partner many times in my life, but this was different.
Those feelings in my chest were only getting stronger, and I found that I wanted, not just needed, to foster a relationship with these two.
At the same time, the thought terrified me.
I’d not had a relationship in so long, I wasn’t sure how to be someone that they could trust and love deeply enough that Fate’s plan would work.
Not only that, if I couldn’t keep my feelings for them under control, if I couldn’t ultimately let them go, then all my years of patience, of waiting for them, would mean nothing.
For the first time ever, I was lost and entirely uncertain of how to navigate the dynamics of a polyamorous relationship, especially when I already knew it was doomed.
My heart pounded. I wasn’t ready for this.
“First, we are going to look after our little bird.” Deflect. Deflect.
Shane’s eyes widened, his surprise comical. I raised a brow. “You should already know that I care for my partners after sex, fledgling.”
Pink stained his flushed cheeks darker. “I remember.”
His gruff words made me smile. I shifted my attention to Sor, gently brushing her hot cheek. Satisfaction rumbled through me at her sated look. Her limbs were loose, her eyes droopy. “Did he fuck you well, little bird?”
“Hmm,” she murmured, her gaze flicking to Shane.
I climbed off the bed. “Lay down with her.”
Shane narrowed his gaze, but for once didn’t fight.
I left them to get comfortable while I fetched a warm cloth and towel from the bathroom.
The bedroom smelt of sex and an enticing mixture of his unique scent and her sweetness.
It made me want to curl up with them and ignore the rest of the world.
For a little while, it would be nice to forget my past, to forget the war, and my attempts to uncover who was responsible for the Blood Lust virus.
For once, it would be nice not to think about the future.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d just let myself live in the moment with no thoughts of destiny or the ramblings of a long-dead and utterly insane witch.
They both watched me through sleepy eyes as I took care of them.
Shane knew better than to argue as I cleaned him up.
He watched me closely, a slight frown between his brows, like he was trying to figure me out.
I wouldn’t let him, of course. Well, I would, but only so far as it served my ultimate purpose.
He was far too dangerous to my heart to allow it.
Sor didn’t say a word, just looked on in silence, with heat staining her cheeks as I gently wiped between her legs.
I wondered if anyone had ever shown her that kind of care after sex before.
I doubted it. Nicolai was a bastard of the first degree.
Done, I covered them both and returned to the bathroom. After cleaning myself up, I donned a pair of sweats and lowered myself into the armchair.
Shane spooned Sor from behind, both of them already asleep.
Absently, I rubbed my aching chest. I’d been waiting for them for a millennium.
Now that they were here, I wasn’t sure I could go through with what was required.
Fate had decided long ago that the future of the world rested with us.
But the part of my heart already thawed by Sor’s sweetness and Shane’s indomitable spirit wanted to tell Fate to go fuck itself.