14. Connor
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
connor
The rage is instantaneous and blinding.
I’m no longer in our room, but another dorm, and there’s blonde hair trickling like a waterfall over pale thighs. The girl’s lips are wet with my mate’s arousal, tasting her long before I ever got the chance to.
My wolf howls his rage, the sound escaping my human throat in an explosion of sound that makes my starling flinch back. But the fury doesn’t abate my arousal.
If anything, my dick gets fucking harder, especially when I flick my tongue over my bottom lip again, catching the musky essence of her cunt lingering there.
I want to bury my head between her thighs, send her mindless with pleasure until every single person from her past is erased, leaving only me and Vaelor.
My cock drips pre-cum as I drag it against her pussy, the head bumping into her clit with every rough pass.
She moans, and I slide my hand around to grip the nape of her neck, uncaring of how tightly I’m holding her. The tip of my nose brushes against hers, our eyes locked. She looks scared, but lust is driving it back, her eyes dewy with need.
“Did you like how she touched you?” I ask dangerously, ignoring Vaelor’s mild sound of protest. “Did she make you feel good, baby?”
She freezes like a deer in the headlights, eyes shifting away from mine. My wolf prowls under my skin, demanding I remind her who she belongs to, demanding that I punish her for sharing her flesh with another. Felicity didn’t know what she is to us—to me—but the animal doesn’t care.
Vaelor meets my stare over her shoulder, his lips curled, something sinister lurking behind his golden irises.
“She did, didn’t she?” he murmurs in Felicity’s ear, joining the game.
“She put her mouth on your cunt…” He trails off, his hand brushing across her breast, teasing at the rigid bud.
His touch is too light, and frustration chases across her features.
“There was something she couldn’t give you, though,” I murmur as I notch the blunt head of my cock at her slippery entrance, pushing forward an inch and then pulling back. Her hands land on my shoulders, nails digging into my skin.
“Mmm, she couldn’t fill you up, could she?” Vaelor purrs, licking her ear. She shudders. “She couldn’t give you what you really needed. What you craved.”
Felicity presses her head back against Vaelor’s shoulder, shaking it wildly. “No, that’s—It’s not—”
“It’s okay, baby,” I croon.
Vaelor presses a tender kiss to her cheek. “We’ve got you now. We’ll take care of you.”
A heavy realization settles in Felicity’s stare, like reality just dumped a bucket of ice water over her head.
But in the next breath, the haze of her heat chases it away.
She whines, sounding more shifter than human, jerking against my dick and forcing me deeper into her body.
I let out a low laugh, but it morphs into a groan when her inner walls clamp down on the sensitive head of my cock.
“I’m gonna fuck you,” I tell her, voice threaded with a dark threat.
“So is Vaelor. We’ll push you to the edge over and over again, and just when you can’t take it anymore…
” I lean forward, pressing a soft kiss to her mouth.
“We’ll fuck you full at the same time.” She shakes her head, but I’m looking at Vaelor, demanding, “Hold her.”
“With pleasure.” He sends me a wild grin, one hand on her tit and the other wrapping around her waist. I hook her leg over my hip, spreading her open for me, and then, without further warning, plunge my cock into her cunt, bottoming out in one thrust.
She screams, the tendons in her neck straining as she throws her head back, her nails ripping through my skin. I howl out my own pleasure, my wolf rumbling a purr, satisfied at her claim on me. “Fuck!”
Felicity is tighter than I expected, and it feels like she’s sucking me in even as I draw my hips back. Her thigh tightens around me, refusing to let me pull out, a low sound vibrating her throat.
Vaelor hushes her, whispering in her ear, and I growl, lunging forward and biting down on her bottom lip. I pick up the pace of my thrusts, the wet sound of my cock invading her body obscene in the quiet room.
The scent of sex, primal and heady, fills the air, making my head spin. I’m can’t quite believe that after so long, I finally have her in my arms, my cock in her cunt, and her soul right fucking here.
Once Felicity is bound to me, I’m never letting her go.
When I first realized what she meant to me, I’d assumed that my obsession would abate once my claim was scarred into her skin, but I know differently now.
She makes me unhinged, and there’s nothing I won’t do to ensure she stays locked to me… forever.
Behind her, Vaelor’s eyes glitter like he can read my mind, sweat coating his upper lip as I push her body into his, his fingers still tugging ruthlessly at her nipples.
Her mouth is moving, her words a soundless exhale against my mouth, but it stops as I cover her lips with mine, fucking my tongue into her mouth, matching the rhythm of my cock in her pussy.
There’s an electrical tingle at the base of my spine, my balls drawing up tight, and I abruptly yank out of her silken heat. She protests loudly, but it’s cut off as Vaelor takes my spot, roughly filling her with his shaft from behind.
They let out a moan in unison, their voices almost harmonizing as she adjusts to his intrusion. A breath, and then Vaelor ruts into her wildly, his control finally snapping. I can’t stop the wicked grin as the bed creaks under us.
Felicity is limp, eyes hooded and mouth parted, her expression euphoric.
I lean down, popping a nipple into my mouth, suckling on the tight peak.
One of her hands tangles in my hair, tugging at it ruthlessly before scratching her nails over my scalp—like she’s holding me close but trying to push me away at the same time.
With a vicious curse, Vaelor yanks himself out of her body. I don’t hesitate to press my own dick back in, groaning as she surrounds me.
“I can’t wait.” Vaelor’s grunting, rustling behind him.
I hear the pop of the cap and know he’s found the lube I stocked the bedside drawer with.
Edging closer, I peer over Felicity’s shoulder, watching one of his rune-covered hands disappear between the lush cheeks of her ass, probing at her back hole.
She flinches away from the touch, and one of his dark brow wings up. “Too cold, Princess?” he asks mockingly. “Does this feel better?”
I can’t see what he’s doing, but I imagine he’s using magic because her eyes flare wide and she flails between us, trying to escape the sensation of whatever he just did, a loud shriek blasting my eardrums.
“Motherfucker,” I grumble, slapping a hand over her mouth. “Could you fuckin’ not?” I’m not even sure who I’m talking to, but it’s Vaelor who replies, amusement coating his voice.
“Got to stretch her out. Can’t hurt her now, can we?” He hums softly. “Pull out.”
I reluctantly do as he says, looking down into Felicity’s shocked eyes, sensing the fear she’s trying to hold back, the scent of it itching my nose.
“Easy, baby,” I murmur. “We won’t hurt you.”
A low, evil chuckle at her back. “Much.” And then she squeaks as Vaelor starts pushing his dick into her ass.
I distract her with my mouth, kissing her deeply, even as I slide my hand between her legs, rubbing rough, fast circles around her clit.
She jerks at my touch, and Vaelor hisses between his teeth, his expression strained.
I’m the one who’s amused now. “What’s the matter?” I ask, faking concern.
“Fuck off,” he grunts back. “Relax, Princess. You need to let me in.” She whimpers, and understanding fills Vaelor’s face. “You haven’t done this before, hm? You saved this ass just for us.”
Affection fills me as I look down at her, stroking damp hair off her face. “You’re a good girl, aren’t you?” I ask. She mindlessly bobs her head, leaning into my touch. “My good girl with a praise kink, hm?”
“Our,” Vaelor corrects distractedly, his eyes fixed on where his cock is splitting her ass open. A minute passes, and he blows out a hard breath, meeting my eyes and tipping his chin up.
I fist my shaft eagerly, clasping my hand around the throbbing spot where my knot will expand, notching the head back at her entrance.
“Ready for this, Starling?” Felicity shakes her head again, mouth trembling, but I can feel the way she’s dripping around me. I smile at her, free hand stroking her cheek as I tell her, “Too bad.”
Nothing is going to satisfy her but our seed, our mark, and my knot. Her head might be saying no, but her body craves this, and we’ll give it to her.
I surge my hips forward, but it’s a struggle, her cunt even tighter now that Vaelor’s filling her ass. Helpless little noises escape her as she screws her face up, mouth pressed into a thin line.
“Relax,” I snap, a crack of sound that has her eyes flying open in fright.
I press my forehead to hers, my wolf rumbling out a purr that seems to settle Felicity, her body going languid, letting me force the rest of my length inside her.
“That’s it,” I breathe. “Look at you, taking two cocks inside your tight little body. You were made for us.”
“Yeah, she was,” Vaelor grunts. I groan as his cock rubs up against mine, only a thin membrane separating us. We’ve shared girls in the past, but never like this. “Holy shit.” His jaw is clenched so tightly, I’ll be surprised if he doesn’t crack a molar. “Fuck. This is gonna be over fast. I can’t…”
He doesn’t have to say it. Not when it’s been over two years of only using our own hands. I grunt out an agreement, but— “Need to mark her first.”
He goes still, and I follow his lead, feeling his length throbbing against mine. Felicity is pinned between us, feral little sounds escaping her mouth, hips writhing in between us. She’s already adjusted to the overly full feeling, her breathing coming out in sharp, needy pants.
“You sure that’s a good idea?” he asks, his expression dubious. I glare at him. “I know it was the plan, but once she realizes what we did—”
“Are we seriously talking about this now?” I snarl. “You were the one who came up with this plan. We’re not backing out now. Felicity is gonna be spitting mad when she comes back to herself, no matter what. I’m not risking her getting away from us.”
“Slipping her the Mireveil is one thing, but forcing a mating mark on her…” I check to see if Felicity’s listening, but she’s a million miles away—especially when I start furiously rubbing her clit again. “We can’t take that back.”
“Good,” I say, meaning it. “I won’t let her run from us again.”