Chapter 27 Mira
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Mira
I was on fire and not in the fun metaphorical way.
Percy killed the engine and was at my door before I could reach for the handle. He lifted me out with one arm, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct, and carried me toward the porch.
Lucian’s eyes tracked from Percy’s face to mine. The flushed skin, the blown pupils, the way I gripped Percy’s shoulders with fingers that couldn’t decide whether to hold on or tear his shirt off.
“When?” He asked.
“Thirty minutes ago. Maybe less.” Percy set me down on the porch, keeping one arm around my waist when my knees buckled. “Third bond completed.”
Solomon stepped forward. His hand found my forehead, then my cheek, then the pulse point at my neck. My body leaned into the contact, chasing the relief of his touch, and a sound left my throat that should have embarrassed me.
Solomon’s jaw tightened. His eyes met Lucian’s and the confirmation passed between them without a single word.
“Percy said heat.” My voice came out raw. My fingers curled tighter into Percy’s shirt. “Is that what this is? Because it feels worse than what he described.”
Lucian answered, “Your body is responding to all three frequencies activated at once.”
“It won’t stop on its own,” Solomon added quietly. His thumb traced my cheekbone and my spine arched into the contact. “Not until it’s satisfied.”
I processed that. Tried to, anyway.
“So you’re telling me,” I said slowly, “that the cure for the supernatural fever your magical bite gave me is… more of you?”
Percy’s mouth twitched. “When you put it that way...”
“That’s incredibly convenient for you three.”
“We didn’t design the biology,” Lucian said.
“You’re smiling.”
“I am not.”
“You’re absolutely smiling.”
A wave of need crashed through me with enough force to buckle my knees again. Percy caught me before I could fold, and Lucian was at my other side in an instant, his hand on the small of my back, the contact sending a current through the bond that made me gasp.
“Inside,” Lucian said. Not a request. “Now.”
They brought me upstairs to my room.
Lucian closed the door behind us.
“Tell us what you want,” Lucian said. His hand was still on my back. Percy stood behind me, his chest against my shoulders. Solomon was in front of me. I could feel the coolness radiating from his skin against my fever.
“You know what I want.”
“Say it.” His eyes held mine, gray shot through with gold. “We need to hear it.”
“All of you.” My voice held steady. Whatever the heat was doing to my body, it had burned away the hesitation I might have felt in any other circumstance. “Right now. Right here. Don’t make me ask again.”
Percy moved first. His mouth found the back of my neck, lips tracing the knobs of my spine, hands sliding around my waist. Solomon stepped forward, fingers catching my chin, tilting my face up, and kissed me.
Lucian peeled my shirt over my head, unhurried despite the urgency, his mouth found the claiming mark at my throat.
They moved me to the bed with urgent hands and heated gazes.
I lost track of whose fingers tugged at my shirt, peeling it up and over my head.
Another pair of hands worked my pants down my hips, sliding them off along with my soaked underwear, leaving me completely bare and trembling under their attention.
One mouth latched onto my breast, sucking hard on the peaked nipple while teeth grazed the sensitive bud. Another set of lips pressed wet kisses along the curve of my hip. A third pair found my inner thigh, tongue tracing upward in teasing strokes that made my legs quiver.
“T-too much...” I gasped.
“Not yet,” Lucian said. “But it will be.”
Percy settled between my thighs, his cock already hard and leaking. Lucian knelt to my left, Solomon to my right, and I wrapped a hand around each of them, gripping their cocks while Percy spread my legs wider.
“You should see yourself.” Percy’s voice dropped. “Dripping all over the sheets and we haven’t even started. This pretty pussy is begging for it.”
He rubbed the head of his cock through my folds, coating himself in my slick, circling my clit with the tip until my hips bucked. Then he slammed into me in one brutal stroke and my scream bounced off the cabin walls.
“That’s it, love.” He pulled back slow, watching himself slide out coated in my juices, then drove back in hard enough to shove me up the bed. “Take every inch.”
My hands tightened around Lucian and Solomon, stroking them in counterpoint to Percy’s rhythm, my grip faltering every time he bottomed out and my brain short-circuited.
Lucian’s cock pulsed in my left hand, his hips rocking into my fist with controlled restraint.
Solomon thrust into my right hand with slow, deliberate strokes, his jaw clenched, watching Percy fuck me.
Percy hitched my leg over his shoulder and the angle change punched the air from my lungs. His cock dragged against my front wall with every thrust, hitting the spot that made my vision blur.
“Harder,” I demanded.
“Yes ma’am.” He grinned and obeyed, his hips snapping with a ferocity that made the headboard crack against the wall. I was losing my mind through it all.
A couple more strokes and his thumb found my clit, grinding in rough circles. “Come for me, love. Soak my cock. I want to feel you dripping down my balls before I fill you up.”
My walls clenched around him, the pressure building until it detonated. I came screaming his name, my pussy milking his cock in rhythmic spasms while my hands jerked on Lucian and Solomon. Percy buried himself to the hilt and groaned, his cock throbbing as he spilled inside me in hot pulses.
His base started to swell. Percy’s whole body shuddered and his jaw locked, fighting the instinct to let the knot expand and lock us together.
“Not yet,” Lucian said from beside me. “She needs all three.”
“I know.” Percy’s voice was gutted. “Fuck, I know. But she’s clenching so hard, I can’t...” His hips jerked forward, grinding deeper, his cock pulsing with the need to seal. He gripped the headboard above me and forced himself to pull out before the knot could catch.
Solomon’s hand was between my thighs before Percy had fully withdrawn, two fingers sliding inside me, pushing Percy’s cum back deep. Keeping me full. My hips bucked against his hand and he held me steady.
“Not a drop,” Solomon murmured. “We need all of it inside you.”
The fever didn’t break. It surged harder, the heat crawling back through my veins before the aftershocks had even finished.
“More,” I gasped. “I need more.”
Solomon didn’t wait. He moved between my thighs, his discipline abandoned.
Percy shifted to my left side, his mouth finding my breast, sucking my nipple between his lips while his hand kneaded the other.
Lucian moved to my right, his mouth claiming mine in a deep kiss, his tongue sweeping inside as his hand trailed down my stomach.
Solomon spread my thighs wide and looked down at my pussy, swollen, flushed, full of Percy’s cum sealed inside me. His silver eyes went molten.
“Beautiful.” One word. Then he buried himself inside me in a single thrust.
The stretch after Percy had already been inside me was different, my walls sensitized, every ridge of Solomon’s cock registering against nerves that were already on fire. I cried out into Lucian’s mouth and he swallowed the sound, his tongue fucking mine in time with Solomon’s strokes.
Percy’s mouth worked my breast with devotion, teeth grazing my nipple before soothing it with his tongue, then switching to the other. His hand slid down my stomach and found my clit, circling it while Solomon pounded into me with controlled brutality.
“Tighter after Percy,” Solomon growled, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. “Clenching around me. Can feel his cum inside you.”
“Filthy,” I managed.
“You love it.” His hips snapped harder. Not a question.
Lucian broke the kiss and trailed his mouth down my jaw, my throat, the claiming mark. His teeth grazed the scarred skin and I arched off the bed. Solomon’s cock inside me combined with Percy’s fingers on my clit and Lucian’s teeth on the mark nearly split me apart.
Solomon’s rhythm turned relentless. Each thrust drove deep enough to make me see stars, his cock slamming into my cervix while Percy’s fingers worked my clit with merciless precision.
Lucian’s mouth found my other breast, and now both men were sucking my nipples while Solomon fucked me into the mattress.
“Come.” Solomon ordered. His voice was wrecked.
I obeyed. My orgasm crashed through me with enough force to bow my spine off the bed, my walls convulsing around Solomon’s cock. He thrust deep and came with a groan he barely let escape through his teeth, his cock pulsing as he filled me with a second load that mixed with Percy’s inside me.
His knot started to swell and Solomon went rigid, every tendon in his neck straining. His fingers dug into the sheets beside my head and a sound escaped him that was more animal than man.
“Pull out,” Lucian said. “She needs one more.”
“I’m trying.” Solomon’s teeth were bared, his hips grinding forward against the instinct screaming through the bond to lock and seal.
Solomon wrenched himself free with a snarl that echoed off the walls. Before a drop could escape, Lucian’s hand replaced him, his fingers pressing inside me, pushing both loads deep, his palm flat against my pussy.
“Stay full,” Lucian murmured against my ear. “You need all three of us.”
The fever still burned. Hotter now, desperate.
“One more,” I panted. “I need one more.”
“On your stomach,” Lucian said.
I flipped over, my arms trembling, my body wrung out but the heat screaming for more. My face pressed into the pillow and Lucian’s hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back until my throat was bared and my spine curved.
Percy and Solomon moved to the head of the bed, kneeling in front of me. Percy on my left, Solomon on my right, their cocks hard again, still slick.
“Open,” Solomon said.