Chapter 10 Vaxan #2
Her paws touched the ground with such grace and control, an awed sound escaped Winter and me both.
She tipped a little so Zayn could roll off her back.
He used the momentum to execute a backflip and landed right in front of Winter with a gleeful expression.
And that was when Evira employed her distraction.
As she shifted back, she created several swirling vortexes of ice and snow and shimmering pale blue magic. They moved carefully, soothingly around Winter and Zayn, one around me, and even herself, creating a stunning show that had the two of them transfixed.
I ducked and rolled from the one shielding me from view and stepped into hers, just as she shifted back.
My breath caught in my throat, my body reacting so very intensely, the primal connection between us often flaring in such a manner, as her naked body materialized.
I forced my feet forward and focused on her weaving her glacial magic over her left shoulder and replicating a version of the Crown Heir marking.
She’d already formed it by the time I reached her.
I called my own power, hovering my hand over her shoulder.
And then I hesitated.
“It’s all right,” she assured me. “Really. Do it.”
I grimaced, then pressed my palm to her skin over the ice and magic she’d woven.
I pushed my petrification into it, specifically the ice aspect, then deeper to hold her healing at this specific site at bay, to force it into temporary stasis.
I saw her eyes rolling back in her head.
Just like the time we’d sparred in Combat Conclave and our powers had first collided.
I smiled at the memory, as I continued the process.
“Your animal calls to mine. Dragon to Basilisk. Each time we come into contact, that spark of attraction we both felt when we first laid eyes on one another intensifies. After we introduced violence—a primal act—into the mix earlier, that has become undeniable and even—”
“Unbearable?”
“Indeed.”
I startled back to the moment as I felt resistance—deep enough. Any deeper and she would hurt. I couldn’t even stand the thought of that.
I pulled away. “It’s done, beauty.”
She beamed out at me. “Thanks.”
With a spark of her magic, she clothed herself.
Well, in a manner of speaking.
She stood there in a silver silk negligee with a pale-blue lace bust.
A groan spilled from my lips, my forked tongue even darting out.
And then she swept her hand in an arc, dissipating the show she’d put on.
Not mere seconds later, Zayn and Winter were bolting over.
Zayn jolted to a stop at the sight of her, and his magic inadvertently sparked on his fingers in response.
Winter’s eyes hooded.
And then the three of us were closing in on her.
I had to lock the door to Evira’s suite on her behalf, because she was too far gone to focus on such a thing.
She was pouncing on Zayn whom she’d tossed onto her bed the moment we’d walked through the door.
Winter was watching the show as he slinked off his leather jacket, then reached for the hem of his T-shirt.
It had been quite the rigmarole getting here to the dormitories from the backroads.
With us needing to first return our vehicles to the Loxley campus garage, while we’d all been so stimulated by Evira and what tonight had been heading toward, we hadn’t been able to come straight here.
Zayn had most definitely taken the cake where that was concerned.
He’d been all over Evira, Winter, and myself, being decidedly distracting to the point where we’d had to use a blend of supernatural speed and teleportation to hasten the task along.
And now there he was writhing beneath her in a frantic state of arousal that I could both scent and feel radiating through my nervous system, my cock already at full mast and pushing painfully against my black leather pants.
A primal hiss escaped me as I caught sight of Winter now with his jeans open and fondling himself to the scene on the bed.
Our gazes clashed and that deliciously filthy look of his sent a thrill through me.
“Mmm, that looks painful,” he said, eyeing the tent in my pants. “We need to see to that immediately, don’t you think?”
I grinned. “Certainly.”
He strode to me, his amber power sparking and jolting me as he stripped me of my long-sleeve black tee. I removed my crown with my magic and set it down on the nearest surface of the coffee table.
And then he was there in the next breath, his big hand gliding over the front of my pants, and feeling me up through the leather.
“I do love your erotic torments, little death,” I hissed, before darting out my forked tongue and licking his pectorals, delighting in him trembling with need.
He opened my pants with a flick of his magic, then delved his hand inside and pulled my aching cock free.
“And I love it when you get like this for us,” he crooned, making me buck in his hand as he twirled his thumb over my crown, sparks of sensation inundating me wondrously.
“Mmm. Already leaking and making a mess on my hand, Vax.”
Moans from Evira, cries of need from Zayn, and the scent of the skyrocketing arousal filling the room had me beside myself.
Winter moved behind me, his broad form pressing against my back. He jerked my pants and boxer briefs down to my thighs, then ground his cock over my ass cheek, making me feel every hard inch of his cool shaft rubbing against my heated skin.
“You’re making a glorious mess all over me as well,” I said, craning my neck and lashing my tongue across his cheek, which earned me another tremble.
“Fuck, yeah, baby. Tear into me,” Zayn’s gasped words sounded. “Get those sexy panties off when you rub that sweet cunt all over me. Wanna feel you all warm and wet on me.”
“Jeez,” Winter breathed, Zayn’s cries of desperation escalating everything.
Winter reached around and jerked me fiercely from base to tip, his other hand sinking into my hair and stroking as we watched Zayn unable to keep still and thrashing beneath Evira as she rocked on him still in her negligee, Zayn still in his wild pink jeans with the leather patches.
She’d become so beautifully bold and explorative, teasing us now, taking her pleasure, often demanding what she wanted. Confident, empowered, and alluringly free.
“Watch,” Winter whispered in my ear. I turned and he nuzzled his cheek against mine, his rough stubble abrading the smoothly shaven surface of mine. As a groan escaped me at the sensation, I caught his eye. Those amethyst orbs were blazing as he looked out at Evira and Zayn.
Ah, he was holding himself back, doing what we’d talked about privately before—easing off for a while to give way to Evira allowing her dominant sexual edge more exploration.
Our natural dispositions when it came to that could all too easily impact that, at least until she’d begun to sink into it before we moved in.
And Zayn was sinking into his submissive edge, something perfect to be explored with Evira.
Zayn was threading the fingers of both hands through Evira’s hair, as they licked, nipped, and kissed voraciously, while she continued working him up, grinding against his jeans over and over until he was whining in her mouth.
She eased back and stroked his cheek. “There’s my good boy.
” She reached beneath her negligee and tore her panties from her body with a burst of her strength that had all three of us reveling in it.
“I love it when you get like this,” she crooned at Zayn as she toyed with his studded belt, running her fingers back and forth along the adornments, before dipping down to his cock pushing needily against his jeans.
“All wild and frantic, letting go and openly feeling. Every fucking thing.”
“Icicle,” he gasped, when she opened his belt, but left it at that.
“Shh,” she uttered, as she winked out at us, then dove down on him. She licked and sucked at his ear, his throat, while shifting up his abs and grinding all over them, slicking all that hard muscle with her warm wetness. Just like he’d asked for earlier.
“Yeah! Yeah!” he cried.
Winter took to twisting his hand around my cock in a teasingly slow and easy rhythm, drawing me deeper and deeper into a pleasurable haze. A shudder wracked my body every time he’d brush his thumb over my tip and spread my precum down my shaft with his corkscrew motions.
I pushed back against his cock and he moved with me as I gave him more friction while he rubbed against my ass. Harder, harsher. Until he was panting with it.
Not taking my eyes off the lovely little scene taking place on the bed, I reached back and traced my fingers over Winter’s lips, feeling little bursts of frosty air being expelled from his quickening breathing. “Open to me, beautiful.”
He licked my fingers, nipped at them, and then opened his mouth.
I slid the digits along his tongue, rubbing back and forth. He moaned as I ran them over his teeth, gums, then drove them deeper until he was swallowing around them.
“Show me how you want me to devour Zayn’s pretty cock in a moment.”
I smiled to myself as he started suckling and lashing his tongue, then swallowing hard when I hit deep.
The eroticism of it had me slamming harder back against his cock and into his hand still tormenting me. I felt a spark of his power and then he invoked his shadows. They swirled all over my chest, making me undulate in rapture as so much heady sensation inundated me.
The overwhelm was such that surging pleasure collided with sharp shocks of bliss to the point it all became one and took all of me.
I was fast reaching the point of no return.
I could feel Winter was also.
If this went on much longer—
I startled as Evira called her talons forth, then raked them down Zayn’s chest, deep enough to draw blood. Little pearls formed as he squealed with excitement. Within moments, rivulets were running down his torso, over his abs.
“More!” he cried, bucking beneath her.
She retracted them, and he whimpered, but then she flicked her magic at his pants and stripped him naked.