Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Zara
Sweet Jesus. I barely got here in time.
Neo’s first heat has been super unpredictable, and it’s been raging for days. We all hoped he might be winding down for the month. Just to give my sweet bookworm a break from all these hormones and his buff but well-used body a break from all this fucking.
Instead, clearly, he’s getting ready to peak again.
I know all the signs, believe me, since I experience some pretty wicked heats myself.
And Vasili, our carnivorous pit viper of an alpha?
Well…
V likes to play with his food.
Right now Neo’s slumped against the wall, eyeing me like a misbehaving puppy, wide eyes blinking through his damp curls.
With every bitable inch of his beefcake body deliciously naked and dripping with sweat, all those gym rat muscles quivering with nerves under that silky fair skin we all love to mark.
Not to mention, my bookworm’s monster cock is jutting straight out like an eggplant and literally purple with need.
Oh, hell to the yeah.
That visual makes my inner dragon beat her wings against my sternum and crow. He is ready for us, Zara. Ready for us and our snake to ravage and ruin!!
Yeah, no. I’m not gonna lead with that .
Not with Neo’s raging heat and his yo-yoing hormones and his mixed-up history with Vasili.
Not to mention all that unresolved sexual tension lurking between V and Max that’s making things weird for our whole polycule—but especially for Neo, because those two alphas are both kinda jockeying for his attention.
The last thing my innocent fated mate needs to hear right now is that we’re all gonna gang up to ravage and ruin him.
Even if, you know, he’s kinda asking for that.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m here.” I make my voice all soft and mosey right up to cup Neo’s scruffy square jaw in my palm.
The unbuttoned cuff of Lucius’ starched shirt slides down my wrist, because I love to sleep in our headmaster’s clothes, surrounded by his wolfish scent. Tonight I’m not even wearing panties underneath.
That’s because earlier, before we all crashed, I got double-dicked by Lucius and Max.
One in each hole.
Yum.
“I didn’t want to wake you, babe. Any of you.” Neo’s gaze flickers to Vasili with more than a hint of accusation.
“You didn’t. We’re here for you. We’re both here for you.” I shoot my snake a warning look of my own, because he better back me up on this. “We’re your alphas. Aren’t we, Goblin King?”
“Well, that depends. Perhaps he’d be better off with someone else.
Our First Boy tells me I’m quite deficient in the alpha department.
” The spiteful bite in my snake’s tone tells me all I need to know about that sharp ping of old heartbreak that jarred me through our mating bond, right out of my well-fucked slumber.
Vasili’s more than Neo’s alpha. He’s also mine. Which is how I know V’s harboring more than his fair share of closet monsters.
My heart gives a ping of its own in sympathy. But I keep that shit on the downlow.
The last thing this most difficult and complicated of all the guys in my harem needs or would ever accept from me is pity.
So I make my tone teasing and give my smoldering snake of an alpha a conspiratorial wink-wink nudge-nudge. “You know he didn’t mean it, bad boy. His heat’s spiking. He’s goading you so you’ll fuck him.”
“Um… w-well…” Neo’s blush deepens exponentially. Which pretty much tells me my hunch was right on target.
Neo wants our snake’s attention.
Even if he also fears it.
“Hmmmm.” Vasili’s pretty blue eyes narrow in suspicion.
C’mon, baby, gimme some backup here, I whisper to Neo through our bond. It’s the truth, isn’t it? Anyway, he needs you. He’s hurting.
One great thing about my fated mate Neo is that he’s super empathetic. Sure, he’s got muscles for miles, but he’s really just a big softie.
And here’s another thing about Neo.
He’s never once said no to anything I ask.
Not once.
Now he takes one look at my quietly pleading face, then a look at Vasili’s tightly closed-off and highly suspicious one, before Neo’s soft mouth firms in a determined line.
He locks onto Vasili’s hostile glare with his own challenging stare, wraps a fist around his own big cock, and just starts stroking.
Cheese on toast.
That is hot.
As.
Fuck.
I watch my shy bookworm fisting his own boner and smearing his own jizz down all those yummy Neo inches.
The swollen head of his cock appears and vanishes in his pumping fist. Now I’m starting to feel kinda hot and achy down below too.
I shift and rub my thighs together in the sudden damp of my slick.
Suddenly I’m breathing in the creamy rush of my own mating scent. My chemical kick of my Mogadon sex pheromones floods the air.
“Mmm, that’s so nice. You’re getting so confident, baby,” I praise Neo, the words all thick and husky in my throat.
One corner of his full lips curls in a lazy grin. His curly head falls back against the wall. Through heavy lids, he eyes Vasili to gauge the effect.
Next to me, my shifty senses pick up the click of the Goblin King’s hard swallow.
“See that, bad boy?” I twine my fingers through the cool digits of Vasili’s casting hand so he doesn’t crush poor Neo against the wall like a bug.
“Our mate needs a hard fuck to break his heat. He needs to be buried deep inside me while you’re buried deep inside him , filling him full with shifter spunk, till he can’t hold it all and it starts dripping out. Think you’re up to the job?”
Sudden malice glitters in Vasili’s glacial gaze. “Why don’t the two of you inspire me, little queen? Let’s see what you can manage.”
I’m combat-trained and not easy to surprise, but he is the Goblin King.
V’s body convulses in a snakelike twist, my feet leave the ground, and suddenly I’m shoved up hard against six feet plus of naked bookworm, clutching Neo’s bulging biceps till I get my legs under me.
Neo’s thick cock juts into my belly, with only the crisp linen of Lucius’ shirt between us.
With a muttered curse, Neo stops jerking off to steady me.
Vasili’s already coiling up against my back like a naga, one long leg slipping between mine to shove my thighs apart, cold hands locking around my hips, voice hissing in my ear.
“Now then. No more games from either of you—especially you , First Boy,” Vasili snarls. “I rely on you for honesty, and I fully intend to have it. You know I only warn once.”
That one-time warning’s barely out of V’s mouth before his cool hand darts between my spread thighs to cup my soaking slit. He tweaks the hard nub of my clit. The zing of contact punches my pelvis into his serpentine clutches and sends tingles shooting down the front of my thighs.
All that goes down before his finger slides three knuckles deep into my slick and aching cunt.
“Oh fuck, ” I gasp. “Vasili!”
My horrible alpha is not playing fair, like, at all. I writhe against Neo’s cock and ride Vasili’s hand and pretty much drench his palm in a spurt of slick.
At the exact same moment, my snake lunges forward over my shoulder, Neo meets him halfway, and their mouths lock together in a brutal kiss.
Oh hell to the yeah.
Now that’s what I’m talking about.
Neo rocks his cock against my belly and soaks Lucius’ shirt with precum. (Another shirt ruined, but who’s counting?) He hoists one of my thighs higher to open me wide for Vasili, who’s already smearing my own copious juices up my crack to get me all lubed back there.
My alpha’s free hand spears through Neo’s purple curls to drag him deeper into that open-mouthed kiss V’s using to punish him.
“Oh, fuck me, the two of you,” I moan, loving the flash and suck of tongue meeting tongue. “You’re so hot like that together.”
These two of my guys hated each other for so long. So much longer than they’ve loved each other.
And I fucking adore that what finally brought them together, and part of what’s getting them over the hump of all that fucked-up history, is me.
“Gratifying to hear,” Vasili mutters back between violent kisses, “since this entire arrangement is largely your doing.”
Which just confirms my whole theory.
“And Ronin’s,” Neo adds happily, because he’s finally getting what he needs tonight, which is both his alphas losing our ever-loving minds over him.
“That’s right, baby. Ronin helped. Let’s remember to thank him later.” I lean in to drag my tongue over my bookworm’s impressive pecs. His heart hammers under my mouth.
Then I nibble the tiny pink nub of Neo’s nipple with my sharp shifter teeth.
That nip makes my fated mate gasp and shiver uncontrollably. He’s so sensitive to our shifter bites—dangerously sensitive—thanks to his completely non-shifter Kryll DNA.
Jesus, if either of us ever gives him another mating bite, we’ll probably kill him. That’s what Lucius worries about, pretty much incessantly, with Neo.
I need to be careful with him.
I need to be so careful.
Even when he’s begging me to ruin him.
I suck Neo’s nipple into my mouth and play with him the way I like it myself, with hard sucks and plenty of fang. Not that I have fangs per se, but my incisors are definitely pointier since my dragon showed up.
Neo whimpers and clutches at both of us and humps into me with a desperation that just about makes me cream my nonexistent panties.
“Don’t let him come like that,” Vasili growls at me, a warning he punctuates by working his thumb into the sensitive clench of my well-slicked rear pucker. “He’ll come when I say. As will you.”
“Shit.” Now it’s my turn to hump into my alpha, because the stretch and burn of V opening me up back there could be a really nice prelude to one of my favorite things.
Which is him fucking me raw.
“Wow, V, she really likes that.” Neo surfaces from Vasili’s kiss all flushed and breathless, with his green eyes glowing like emeralds. “Just keep doing that.”