Chapter 45
Orion
Who’s going to make me cum, next?
She says it like a fucking challenge. Well, challenge accepted.
“Me.” I don’t even realize I say the word. It comes out like someone slamming an ax down on a piece of wood.
Ash is still shaking in Finnian’s lap, boneless, wrecked, magic spiraling lazy gold patterns across the water’s surface. Steam rises around them in curls that catch the purple twilight. Her eyes are that endless green now, no whites, no human mask. Just the forest staring back at me.
She’s a gods damn vision.
And Finnian’s asking who gets to worship her next like it’s a scheduling question.
That’s the part no one talks about. Not the hunger, I’ve had that since the first time she threw me during sparring and looked embarrassed about it for exactly one second before she grinned.
Not the want. The specific torture of feeling her through the bond for a month. Secondhand. Like hearing a song through a wall. Close enough to know the melody. Too far to be the one playing it.
A month of that. And now she’s ours, and no one can take her from me ever again. No one.
Ash would disagree. I’ll deal with that later.
“Out of the water.” I give her a minute to move and when she doesn’t I demand, “Now.”
I step away from her, hoping like hell she gets up off of Finn’s lap and onto that grassy bank.
Her eyes widen, pupils swallowing them whole. She isn’t at all afraid of me and that’s what excites me the most. Any lover in the past, they feared my size. Well, not little Orion, everyone loved him. But me.
The predator.
No, Ash is the only one who looks at me with excitement.
I haul myself onto the rocks at the spring’s edge. Water streams off me. I don’t care that I’m fully hard. I can’t even help it. Watching her get off on Finn’s lap has me feeling like I popped on a cock ring and forgot about it.
She scrambles out of the water, her ass teasing me as water droplets drip off her skin. I follow a very specific droplet that drips right past the fold of her pussy.
“Lie down,” I grumble, knowing I’m about to put that vision away.
She raises an eyebrow. Even now, even wrecked and wanting, she’s got that mouth. “Bossy.”
“You have no idea.” I extend my hand. “Come here.”
She takes my hand.
I pull her onto the moss-covered bank. Wet skin on wet skin. Her hot skin scorches me and that is saying something. Her arousal permeates the air. Musky, sweet, and all I want is to taste her. To lick through her pussy and make her my favorite meal.
And she’s so strong. Crawling away from me in her new Fae form. Her true form. Perfect for us. In every way.
“If you think I’m ever letting you go then…” I start grabbing her ankle and pushing her back down so her ass rises and her pussy is on display for us..
She looks up at me. “I sure hope you never let me go.”
Then I kiss her ankle. I know it’s out of character for me, and she jerks. “What are you—”
“Shh.” I press a kiss to the bone. Another, an inch higher. “I told you. I’ve been patient. Now I get to take my time.”
I kiss my way up her calf. Her knee. The soft inside of her thigh where her pulse jumps against my lips. She’s squirming already, trying to pull me higher, and I grip her hips and hold her still. Twitchy little thing.
“Orion.” Fuck, I love the sound of my name on her lips. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“You know what.”
“I want to hear you say it.” I want to hear every dirty filthy thing she wants out of me. “Tell me what you need.”
“I need your mouth on me.” She gives up dignity entirely. “I need you to stop teasing and—”
I lick a stripe through her core, catching every delectable drop, and her words dissolve into a scream.
Fuck, she tastes good. Like cold cream on a sunny day. I lap at her, sucking her opening because I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted every little drop. I groan against her and her back arches off the moss.
“Orion—”
I don’t let her finish. My tongue drags through her again, slower this time, learning the shape of her. The salt and sweet of her arousal coating my lips. She whimpers and I file the sound away.
Then I suck her clit into my mouth. Her hands have nowhere to go but to grip the moss under her. Her ass rises even more and precum beads on my dick.
“Orion, I can’t, it’s too—”
“I’m not stopping unless you pass out or say no.” I pull back long enough to say it. “Is that a no?”
“Don’t stop.”
“That’s what I thought.” I dive back in. Two fingers push inside her. My tongue finds her clit and stays there. She’s so wet. Clenching around me. The sounds she’s making have stopped belonging to any language I know.
I want her like this, squirming, twisting, pulling and pushing away. My name on her lips as she falls apart.
“Come for me.” I growl it against her clit. “Right now. Let me taste it.”
She screams into the moss as her core locks around my fingers so tight I have to leave them in her.
That’s one.
“Wait—” She’s pushing up looking over her shoulder. “I need, give me a second—”
“No.” I look up at her from over her ass cheeks and push her back down. “I’m still hungry. Now why don’t’ you be a good girl and squirt. Daddy’s thirsty.”
And I know just how to make that happen, I slide my fingers out and let them drift higher.
She goes still.
“Orion.” Careful now. “What are you doing?”
“Preparing you.” I circle her ass. “For later.”
“For—” She pushes back up onto her hands. “All three of you?”
“All three of us.” I keep circling, not pressing in yet. “Kieran in that pretty pussy. Me here.” I tap once, just enough pressure to make her gasp. “Finnian in your mouth. Every part of you filled. Claimed. So full of us you can’t think about anything except—”
“We’re going to need—”
Lube. “I know.” I look at Kieran.
Good thing Faerie provides.
Ash cranes her neck. “Where is he—”
“Getting something.” I press a kiss to her inner thigh. “Trust me.”
“Famous last words.”
Kieran returns with a flower. Dark purple, almost black, petals glistening with oil. He crushes it between his palms and the scent hits. Heady, warm, something that makes my blood run a degree hotter.
“Fireveil blossom.” He kneels beside her. Shows her his oil-coated fingers. Between them, oil stretches between his fingers. “Natural lubricant. The Unseelie have used it for centuries.”
Ash stares at him. “The Unseelie.”
“Yes and—”
“Hard pass.” She tries to close her legs. I don’t let her. “I am not putting mystery Fae flower juice anywhere near my—”
“It’s warming,” Kieran continues to rub the oil between his fingers. “Enhances sensation. Perfectly safe.”
“Warming.” She stares at him. “You want to put something warming in my ass. You. The man who is literally made of ice.”
“The temperature contrast is part of the appeal.”
Finnian, from the water, makes a sound that is absolutely a suppressed laugh.
“Absolutely fucking not.”
Kieran looks at me. “She’s going to say yes.”
“I know,” I say.
“I’m right here,” Ash says.
“We know,” we say together.
She opens her mouth. Closes it. Looks between us with the expression of a woman who is aware she’s outnumbered and is deciding whether to die on this hill. If she wanted to, we’d let her.
She does not die on this hill.
“Fine.” She points at Kieran. “But you’re testing it on yourself first.”
Dead silence.
Kieran blinks once. Well that backfired on him.
“I’ll test it,” I say. “On me first. So you know it’s safe.”
Ash blinks. “You’ll...what?”
“Put it on my cock.” I shrug. “If I don’t burst into flames, it’s fine.”
She stares at me.
I stare back.
The thinking part of me, which has been offline for approximately ten minutes, tries to get a word in about what I just volunteered for. I decline to hear it. Mainly because her pussy is in my face and I can smell her want, her heat, and honestly I’d do anything to push inside her wet heat.
I wrap my fist around myself and coat my cock with the oil and stop thinking about it.
The sensation is immediate. The heat spreads through me. My eyes roll and my balls clench. Bad idea, I’m gonna explode.
“What’s wrong with your face?” Ash asks.
Words. What even are words? “So good.” I peel my hand off my cock and try to breathe.
“Let me see.” She sits up and reaches for me and I let her wrap her hand around my shaft. Her eyes go wide. “Oh. It’s...tingly.”
“Sure.” I grit my teeth as she strokes. “Tingly.”
“And warm.” Another stroke. I’m going to actually die. “That’s kind of nice actually.”
“Really glad it meets your—” She squeezes and the rest of that sentence stops existing.
I am going to lose my control. Cum all over her hand like a teen. Maybe I should let it happen. I can get hard again.
No. Fuck.
I grip her hand so she stops. Her smirk says she knows exactly what she’s doing.
Kieran crushes another flower, coating his fingers.
“May I?” He shows her his oiled hand.
Ash looks at it. Looks at me. Looks at Finnian, who has drifted close enough to rest his chin on the bank’s edge and watch with amber eyes that have gone completely dark.
“Fine.” She lies down on her back this time. Not the position I was gunning for but when she spreads her knees and shows me that wet pussy, well, I’m happy again. Look at that. “But if this goes wrong I’m haunting all three of you.”
“Noted,” Kieran says.
“Fourth time I’ve been told that,” I say.
“How many of those were justified?”
“...Third time I’ve been told that.”
The sound that comes out of her is almost a laugh.
Then I lower my mouth back to her clit, and Kieran slides one oiled finger into her ass at the same time, and she stops laughing entirely. We are way too close but honestly her moans make it worth it.
Then she screams in pleasure.
“Breathe.” Kieran’s cold hand settles on her stomach. She gasps at the contrast. My mouth on her clit, his ice on her skin, his finger working her open slowly. “Let him in, troublesome thing. He’s got you.”
His voice does something when he says that. Something that is not my business and which I am also filing for later.
I work her with my tongue while he works her open. One finger. Two. The oil radiates heat between us both and it hits my cock, the bond, the low burn that’s been building since I hauled myself out of that spring.
“One more,” I tell her.
“I’ll die,” she says.
“You won’t.” I press a kiss to her inner thigh. “You’re the most stubborn person I’ve ever met and I’ve been alive for centuries.”
“That’s a terrible compliment.”
“I meant it as one.”
She makes a sound that means she knows.
I add a third finger alongside Kieran’s two. She arches off the moss, her magic going wild, thorns and flowers and the vine walls climb higher, forming a small shelter around us.
And from the water Finnian says, quietly, “There she is,” like he’s confirming something.
Then Kieran’s free hand finds her clit.
The second orgasm hits before she recovers from the first. Her whole body locks, spine arching off the moss, and the sound she makes is closer to sobbing than screaming.
The third is quieter. Deeper. She stops fighting it and just...lets go. Tears leak from the corners of her eyes and she doesn’t wipe them away.
By the time she stops shaking, she’s open and loose and looking up at me with eyes that have gone somewhere ancient and certain.
“Please.” Barely a whisper. “I need all of you. Now.”
Kieran looks at me over her body.
This is what I’ve been waiting for. Her demand that she wants all of us.
I’ve been dreaming of logistics for months.
Ash on her hands and knees. Finnian under her. Fucking her from below while Kieran and I stretch her ass.
Or me on the ground. My cock in her ass as she rides me reverse cowgirl. Kieran and Finn in her hot pussy.
Yep, that is the one.
I grab her and flip her around. Lying down, I settle her on top of me, her ass hovering over my greedy cock.
Kieran positions himself at her entrance. I grip her hips and tilt her for the angle we need. And Finnian moves to the side, one hand already threaded through her hair, thumb tracing her jaw once.
“Troublesome thing.” Kieran’s voice has gone rough, looks like we are all under her seductive spell. “Last chance to run.”
She laughs. Wild and broken and completely free.
“I’ve been ready my whole fucking life for this.”
She sinks down onto my cock, stealing the breath from my lungs, and my words.
Guess I never really was in charge here.