Chapter 34 Heidi
HEIDI
As soon as Kaenon's soft, warm lips coax mine, my inner animal reacts sharply.
Mate. Ours, she tells me with certainty.
Mate.
Oh, my gods. He was right. He scented it first, and it's true.
My brain is still so addled with shock and pleasure from Ian rocking my world that the realization is taking its time to sink in as the ancient warrior continues to tease my lips with his, exploratory and curious and…
somehow so innocent. He's not bad at kissing by any means, but even though I can't feel his emotions thanks to the mytherun he's still wearing, I realize immediately that he may not have done this before.
"Kaenon?" I murmur against his lips, trying to ignore the heat settling in my stomach at the knowledge that my mate is here, in my room, kissing me so sweetly.
"Tseramòr," he hums, gently kissing along my birthmark next.
He's lavishing it with such careful attention that it makes my heart pound. I want to ask him if this is his first time, but then I feel Zak's hand trailing along my inner thigh. It makes me jolt as I realize the hot-as-hell half-demon has moved down on the bed, his attention pinned on my pussy.
He meets my eye, hunger gleaming in his.
"Your scent's making me fucking feral. Can I? Just one little taste," he adds desperately.
I shiver, hyper-aware that I'm the focal point of attention of four beautiful men at the moment.
Kaenon is still peppering me with kisses as if he's using his lips to memorize the contours of my face, neck, and shoulders.
Ian is on the other side of the bed now, clearly struggling for control over what I assume is a thirst for blood.
I'm almost tempted to tell Ian he can drink from me if it's that bad—but the idea of riling Asher's commanding, dominant, protective nature stops me.
My bodyguard is leaning against the wall near the door to my room, arms folded as he gazes at the scene in front of him. He looks calm and locked in, but there's something about the intensity he's watching me with that makes me shiver.
There's a big bulge in his pants. He's clearly enjoying this, even if he's keeping his distance.
I don't want him to keep his distance anymore, though. Not now.
Before, I was torn about whether or not I should try dating these guys. That all went out the window the second I felt Ian's emotions. Now, thronged by their clear desire, something incredibly possessive and selfish is starting to sprout inside my soul.
Maybe it's wrong, but I'm going to break my bounty hunter's control.
I want all of them, right now.
"Please," I whisper, looking back at Zak and lifting my hips in invitation, needing what he once gave me in the Nether so bad that it hurts.
He moans and quickly moves between my legs, moving my knees until they're over his shoulder. The instant his pierced tongue drags up long and hard through the wetness between my thighs, I gasp and cry out, clutching the blankets beside me as my head spins.
Oh. My. Gods.
That piercing is fantastic. I'm officially a big fan.
I'm drowning in pleasure as my half-demon licks and sucks and playfully nips at my clit, teasing and groaning as he eats me out like he's been starving for eight months.
It's all so intense and amazing that I'm quickly spiraling toward another orgasm, but Kaenon is kissing me again, hungrier and rougher than he was earlier.
I let my tongue sweep against Kaen's lips, showing him I want more. He inhales sharply, parting his mouth to explore mine better as his hands trace my face before drifting lower, gently massaging my boobs and smoothing adoringly over my stomach and hips.
I'm enjoying every single touch of my mate—oh my god, my mate—but Zak's really, really good with that pierced tongue of his, and an orgasm slams into me from nowhere, making me gasp and arch against the bed.
Asher swears as he watches. "She comes so fucking pretty."
Ian murmurs in agreement, but that heated praise goes right to my head like a shot of pure dopamine, pushing my orgasm further.
Zak doesn't let up on my pussy, his eyes shut in bliss as he continues to lap at me.
But Kaenon is watching my face now, his gaze hungry as he takes in my every reaction.
He's so gorgeous and gentle. Knowing now that he's my mate and this very well might be his first time, I'm suddenly dying to make him feel good.
"I want to suck you," I tell him, kissing his jaw.
His swallow is thick, but he's confused. "Suck me?"
Blush heats my neck and face. I do my best not to swear for the most part, thanks to how much it was drilled into me as a child that swearing cheapens one's language, but in a setting like this…I want to be naughty.
"Let me suck your cock," I plead, looking at him.
His eyes widen, and he stares at me, shocked as if that concept has never even crossed his mind.
Ian moans. "Holy fuck, Sunshine."
"Give her what she needs already or get the fuck out," Asher warns Kaenon, his chest rising and falling like he's getting too hot and bothered to maintain his composure anymore.
Kaenon makes quick work of stripping out of the clothes Asher loaned him. The second he's not wearing mytherun, his emotions swell around me so fast that I get dizzy—hunger, excitement, desperation, curiosity.
Love.
He loves me.
Oh, gods, I really want to make him feel good.
His cock is thick and hard with need when it finally bobs near my face as he kneels beside me. I can feel that my mate is unsure, but so eager to please me as I prop myself up on my elbows and lick the bead of precum off his tip.
Kaenon jolts, swearing as his hands go to cradle my face gently.
I've missed sex so much. All this touching is heaven as Zak begins kissing around my inner thighs. I lick my mate's cock again, shutting my eyes and enjoying his moans as I finally wrap my lips around his head and suck, bobbing down.
He swears again, one of his hands naturally slipping into my hair to twist it in his fingers. The more I bob and suck and lavish the superb stiffness in my mouth, the more he starts to pant.
"Heidi," he whispers raggedly. "It's—Paradise above, it is too good. Please, tseramòr, off, I'm g—going to—"
He's close. I can feel his pleasure coalescing around us, heating and tantalizing me.
I'm even more positive it's his first time, because when I suck harder, eager to make him come so I can taste him and hear more of his moans, Kaenon jerks his cock out of my mouth just as it begins to spurt.
I gasp as he paints my neck and chest with his release, shaking and swearing until he blinks down at me, awe-struck.
I beam up at him. "Next time, I want it in my mouth."
The others all groan at that declaration, but suddenly Zak moves up my body. I'm shocked when his finger drags through some of Kaenon's release on my chest before he swipes it across my lips—and then I'm sucking his finger, shivering at the taste and the heat in my half-demon's steel-gray gaze.
"Easy fix," he grins wickedly.
Then he's kissing me next, apparently not caring at all that Kaenon's cum is still all over me. His fingers tangle in my hair to angle my head right as he begins rocking between my thighs, teasing me and making me desperate all over again.
Vaguely, I'm aware that Kaenon has moved slightly away from the bed and murmured something to Ian and Asher. Ian vanishes from the room for a second before returning. They're doing something, but I'm too distracted with the way Zak is working me up.
He finally breaks away, his gaze boring into me. "You know how fucking badly I've wanted you? Infernal hells, I can't ever be away from you again. I get it if you don't feel the same way, but—"
"I do," I blurt, reaching up to trace the beautifully sharp features of the Nether arena fighter.
What a miracle, to find someone with a heart as golden as his in the hell I was trapped in for over a month.
"I…I thought you died in that battle, and it made me so sick.
You deserved so much more out of life after everything you survived in that awful place.
Gods, Zak, you have no idea how happy I am that you're here.
If I'd known you were alive sooner, I would have looked for you. I just owe you so much."
Zak shakes his head, dragging his lips back and forth against mine.
"You don't owe me a fucking thing, ever. Just let me be with you from here on out, okay? Khaos, I need you," he adds, rocking against me again with a groan.
Shaking from my own need and excitement, I reach between us.
Zak smiles against my lips as I try to free his raging erection from the confines of his jeans.
He straightens for a moment, throwing off the rest of his clothes before I'm blessed with the sight of my naked half-demon.
He has the body of the agile prize fighter I know he is—all corded, sleek muscles and deadly, quiet strength.
His cock juts out, hard and deliciously ready. But while that has most of my attention, my gaze also catches on the raised scars down one of his arms—a written language of some kind.
“What is that?” I ask.
“Sett fatos imprare,” he murmurs. “My credo.”
He starts rolling on one of the condoms he brought. I roll my hips unconsciously, wanting him inside me already.
Zak smirks. "Need something?"
"You," I smile back playfully, parting my thighs further in invitation.
His attention drops to my entrance as all humor vanishes from his face, replaced with desire. But he's not taking me yet.
Instead, he murmurs, "Wanna hear you ask me for it, nice and filthy with that sexy mouth of yours."
Ian stops whatever he's doing at the edge of the room, attention snapping eagerly to the bed. I know Asher and Kaenon are listening, too.
An even more heated blush rises in my chest and face, but I give Zak what he wants.
A dirty show.
"Fuck me, please," I whisper, one of my hands skimming down to play with all the wetness dripping from me.
My other hand goes to pinch and tease one of my nipples, adding to the already overwhelming sensations their emotions are flooding me with.
"Gods, I need your cock filling up my pussy so bad. Please."
"Godsdamn it," Asher chokes from where he's watching.
He's about to snap. I can tell, but I don't have the bandwidth to pay attention to it as Zak is on me at once, slamming home between my thighs and making me cry out. He takes me rough and dirty, groaning and swearing as he lifts my legs higher—almost folding me in half to get deeper.
"Zak," I gasp, the new angle making my vision speckle as his building pleasure and fixation sink deeply into my skin, pounding against my heart as it goes wild in my chest.
"Khaos," he swears, reaching between us to pinch and tease my clit.
His mouth is on mine, devouring me just as I shatter again. My pussy spasms as my rush of glorious release hits him hard, and then he's shouting into the crook of my neck as he comes, too.
Several moments later, Zak pulls out, collapsing beside me with a satisfied groan. I still haven't even started to come down from the haze of our combined ecstasy still washing over me when suddenly, I'm floating in the air, weightless.
Wait, no—I’m not floating.
I'm in Asher's arms.