Chapter 17 #2
All of them turned to look at me, varying expressions of worry on their faces.
“What? Which means what?” Their expressions were not helping my anxiety.
“You’ll be participating,” Preston whispered.
Preston had immediately begun pacing after his statement, while Wayne had moved to sit beside me and pet my hair, and Gage and Zeke looked somewhere between terrified and pissed off.
“Why are you all so upset about me participating in the Games?” I asked.
“We’ll discuss that later. We have to be at breakfast in twenty minutes and you need a shower,” Preston said.
“You can’t just leave me in the dark, what if he asks about them during breakfast?” I said quickly.
Preston sighed and quickly summarized. “The Games are tests of strength, endurance, and intelligence. They open once every ten years and all females over the age of thirteen participate in them until they find a mate or mates and some males volunteer to participate as well to try to earn prestige to convince a female to become their mate. You’ll have to participate because you haven’t participated in any of them and even though you are our mate, we haven’t held our ceremony yet and they won’t let us hold it until after the Games now, so they view you as technically unmated. ”
“Wait, so I’m not officially your mate until a ceremony is held?” I asked, worry coursing through me at the thought that they might be taken from me.
Preston waved his hand dismissively. “The ceremony is merely a formality, you are our mate and we are yours, but since we haven’t yet held the ceremony, it means you will have to participate.”
“What happens if I lose in the Games?”
“There can only be one winner in the Games, so it’s not a huge deal if you lose,” Gage said.
“However, if I want to prove I am capable of being High Queen, then I need to win,” I guessed.
Preston smiled, but it held no warmth. “Precisely.”
“Okay, later you’re going to tell me all about the Games, what types of events there are, and I’m going to come up with a plan.”
Wayne slid one arm beneath my legs and the other behind my back and picked me up. “Come on, mate. Let’s get you showered.”
“I don’t have any clothes,” I said, suddenly realizing Preston had shredded what had remained of my clothes last night and everything else had been destroyed along with the ship.
“I’ll get you some clothes,” Gage said and quickly left the room.
Wayne carried me into the attached bathroom and set me down on top of the counter while he turned on the water.
I shrieked softly as soon as my butt touched the counter and Zeke rushed inside. “What’s wrong? Are you in pain?”
My face heated and both of my arms crossed over my bare chest. “The counter is cold.”
He smirked and shut the door behind him, joining Wayne and I in the bathroom. “Cold butt?”
“Sorry,” Wayne said as he continued to adjust the temperature. “I didn’t think about it when I set you down.”
“It’s fine, my butt will survive a chilly countertop.”
Zeke picked me up and his large hands immediately warmed my butt. “Better?” he asked.
Wrapping my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck, I nodded.
“Where did you guys get clothes?” I asked, realizing they both wore new attire.
“They delivered them to us last night,” Wayne said.
“You and Preston were probably busy when they tried to deliver them,” Zeke said and his eyes darkened a bit, the pupils dilating.
“Are you jealous, Giant?” I teased.
He growled softly before nodding. “Yes.”
My eyes widened. “Why are you jealous?”
“Because he got to mark you and knot you and I haven’t done either of those.”
“You want to mark me, too?” I asked.
“Me too!” Wayne said immediately as he stopped fiddling with the temperature of the shower water.
Laughing, I said, “If you want to mark me, I suppose I could allow it.”
“You suppose, huh?” Zeke asked and licked up the side of my neck opposite Preston’s mark.
“Shower first,” Wayne ordered. “Plus, there’s no way she can take your knot yet.”
Zeke sighed. “You’re right.”
Wayne removed his clothes and took me from Zeke’s hold, set me on my feet, and followed me into the warm water.
Zeke joined us and they both quickly washed me. Despite the quickness, they were incredibly gentle and thorough.
“Wayne,” I whispered as he brushed his fingers through my hair, getting the last of the conditioner out of my hair.
“Hm?” he asked.
Instead of responding, I reached back to grip his erection, which he’d been trying to keep from brushing against me.
He growled and his hips thrust forward, into my hand. “Fuck,” he whispered.
“Yes,” I agreed and nodded. “Please.”
No other words were needed as he spread my legs and thrust inside of me. I arched back against him, moaning happily.
Leaning forward, I slid my hands down Zeke’s sides to grip his hips and took him into my mouth.
“Oh, stars,” Zeke gasped and let his head fall back against the wall of the shower.
I was still a little sore from last night with Preston, but my body was too hyped up to stop, and the more Wayne moved, the wetter I got.
He gripped my hips tighter as he pumped in and out of me and I used my hands, mouth, and throat to match his movements to mine with Zeke.
“I want to mark you,” Wayne said as he neared his orgasm. “Please.”
Popping off Zeke, I straightened. “Where?”
Wayne bit the side of my neck, on the opposite side of Preston’s mark, and I moaned loudly as my orgasm crested and crashed through me. To my shock, Wayne’s knot slid into me as he thrust into me again, making him gasp and still.
“Are you okay? Did … Did I hurt you?”
“I’m … I’m okay,” I panted. Stars above! I was full and it felt so good.
Gage said, “I got you clothes.”
“Gage,” I whispered.
I couldn’t explain it, but I had a need to have them all mark me. It was like I knew I couldn’t leave the room until all of them had marked me now that Preston had.
The shower door opened and his eyes widened at me knotted by Wayne and Zeke still fully erect before me.
“You alright, beautiful?” he asked.
“Stay in the room, please,” I begged.
He purred. “You couldn’t make me leave.”
Wayne moved a bit and I cried out in pleasure.
“So beautiful,” Gage praised. “Look at you taking Wayne’s knot and bearing two of our marks now. Do you want another mark, mate?”
I nodded. “Please.” The sudden urge to be marked by all of them, to be permanently bound to them was a little frightening, but honestly it felt … right. Being theirs, being bound to them sounded amazing.
As it was, I was tempted to open the necklace and fully bind us, but part of me was still worried that things might change once we landed on Drakorantia. Until we did, I was going to wait.