Chapter 19
Maya
Iwoke up scorching, pure need blazing within me and my magic ignited.
Thinking of anything outside of the physical desire that coursed through me was impossible, and my rapid pulse surged through my entire body until I was trembling.
My skin was tight and hot, my nipples pebbled and aching to be touched, and my center was drenched, the slick heat between my thighs only growing with each second.
I let out a frustrated sound, finally forcing myself to wake from the dissatisfying yet deeply unconscious state I’d fallen into following my time with Az.
My pussy tightened in remembrance of him inside of me, so incredibly deep, and I inhaled sharply, feeling a wave of panic on why I was alone now.
I didn’t know much about what was going on, but I did know I was going through mating heat… so where were my mates?
“Relax, sweetheart.” Henry’s voice instantly soothed me, though I whimpered at the feel of his hand sliding up my waist as the weight of his frame made the bed dip. I shifted slightly, my limbs feeling heavy and tingly as I finally opened my eyes.
Immediately I was consumed by the stormy shadows of his gray eyes, the room around us bathed in a candlelight that cast shadows around us, making me feel like we were completely alone.
My hands darted forward to run up his neck, my nails lightly brushing against his skin as a deep rumble broke from his throat.
I couldn’t even find it in me to speak; I simply tried to lean up to kiss him, only for Henry to meet me in a hard, demanding kiss that had me sighing in relief.
My body was still steeped in frustration, so I opened my legs for him, wanting him to press me down into the bed—for him to dominate me.
“Fuck,” Henry rumbled. “This is overwhelming.”
“What?” My voice was raspy, a slight hint of a whine in it as my phoenix beat restlessly inside of me, trying to meet his dragon. I let out a moan as his fingers brushed over the light shirt I was wearing, Henry’s gaze lingering on my body, which was laid out beneath him.
“Your mating heat has triggered it in all of us, sweetheart,” he growled softly. “I’m trying to not fucking maul you.”
“I need your touch,” I admitted breathlessly. “If there was any time to not have control, Henry, it’s right now. I feel like I’m burning alive. It’s painful.”
His eyes flashed dark. “You’re in pain?”
“Yes.”
Henry’s chest released a rattling noise as he dipped his nose down to run up my neck, a pained groan leaving him as I arched my hips up to press against his hard cock. I was praying he wasn’t wearing much because if he didn’t do something, I was going to be the one mauling him.
“Henry—” I let out a surprised moan as he rolled us sharply so I was straddling him as he sat up, locking his hands around my thighs and butt, pulling me against his hard length.
“I can’t live knowing you’re in pain,” he said as my hands slid over his shoulders and I rolled my hips against him, causing him to let out a low groan.
I whimpered, loving how good it felt to get some level of friction, though nothing would be able to replace him being inside of me.
His voice was gravely and rough, as he said, “That’s it, Maya. Use me to get off, sweetheart.”
I was totally doing that, and the way he was nibbling my neck and gripping my butt, I couldn’t help but move a bit faster, needing something to fix or help this unyielding urge.
“Fuck, that’s right. Take the edge off before I slide into this tight pussy.”
His dirty words had a small orgasm rolling through me. I gasped out in relief, the momentary wave of pleasure relieving me. My eyes shut, and a hum came from my throat. “I needed that so bad,” I whispered.
“I’m not done with you,” Henry growled softly, causing my skin to break out in chills and my toes to curl as he easily pulled my shirt off, tossing it away. I wasn’t surprised to find I wasn’t wearing panties, completely bare to him as his eyes ran over every inch of me.
“Yeah?” I teased as my center tightened, already heating up as I grew more slick in preparation for him.
“Yeah, sweetheart, because now I’m the one in pain.” He nipped my lip, and I moaned as blood passed between us. “You going to take care of that for me?”
“Yes, Henry,” I breathed out. He growled, sitting back as I slid off his lap so he could discard his sweats and reveal his massive cock. My tongue swiped against my lip as I saw a drop of precum leaking from the tip.
Henry caught my chin and ran a thumb over my injured lip. “There is only one place my cum is going, Maya, and it’s not in your pretty mouth.”
“Where then?” I asked, my pulse beating loudly from both excitement and anticipation as he tugged me forward so I was sitting on top of him again, his cock pressed between us, right within reach if I positioned myself over him.
“Inside this tight pussy,” he snarled, his hand sliding between my legs and pushing two fingers inside of me. “You’re so slick. You’re usually wet and ready for me, but this is different. Fuck, you’re going to feel amazing.”
I was back to burning alive, my breathing completely uneven as I raised my hips, Henry running the tip of his cock against my entrance. When I tried to slide down on him, eager and solely focused on connecting to him like that, he stilled my hips.
“Please don’t tease me,” I begged, panicked that he would stop.
“He’s not teasing you, sugar. He’s waiting for me to join.”
Croy’s voice had a wave of pure need brushing over me. I gasped as his hand slid around my throat from behind, his hard cock pressing right against my butt. I’d been so completely focused on Henry that I hadn’t even heard him approach.
“You smell so fucking sweet,” he murmured against the back of my neck, “I couldn’t hold myself back. She needs to be fucked.” The last part was aimed at Henry, who let out a sound of agreement, nearly feral?—
“Shit!” I inhaled sharply as Henry suddenly slammed me down on his cock and Croy’s deep accent ran over my ears.
“That’s it, sugar,” he snarled. “Look at how good you are at taking cock.”
Holy hell.
“I won’t be able to take this slow. Move, sweetheart,” Henry commanded.
I began to bounce on his cock, my ears ringing with the sound of their voices, our heartbeats, and our magic running over me.
I clearly was going too slow, though, because in a snap Croy was stopping my hips and holding me there as Henry absolutely lost it.
“Henry!” I cried out as he began to fuck up into me as I gripped Croy’s large forearms, feeling his cock leak precum against my ass from behind.
His lips were on his mating mark, and I felt a wave of pure pleasure hit me right in my abdomen as Henry began to hit a spot of white-hot pressure inside of me.
I moaned as Croy began to use one of his hands to rub my clit?—
And that was all it took for me to absolutely explode.
I let out a moan as Croy let go of my hips and I dropped down onto Henry, the sound rattling from his chest feral as his cock pulsed, causing me to tighten around him further, his gaze holding mine intently as he spilled inside of me.
Of course he had done it before, but something about this was so different, so purposeful—and I loved it.
Except unlike with Azrael, my orgasm wasn’t able to eclipse my need, instead almost feeding into it. Croy chuckled against my neck at the way my body broke out into shivers, acutely aware of the man pressed up against me.
“Croy,” I moaned as I leaned forward, my body spread out over Henry who was laying on his back, his breathing rough. Croy let out a deep groan as his cock slid against my slit, wet from a combination of my wet heat and Henry’s cum.
It didn’t stop Croy from pressing against my entrance.
“You sure?” he asked roughly, pausing momentarily. “I don’t want you to be sore.”
“She’s sure.” Henry’s lips teased down my throat before laying hot kisses down my chest. “She needs as much cum as possible. It’s the only thing that’s going to fix this need pushing through her.”
“Please,” I whispered. Croy groaned and punched forward, causing me to cry out his name as Henry bit down on the swell of my breast.
The wet, erotic slap of Croy pushing in and out of me had a heated flush rolling over my skin, my whimpers causing Croy to snarl as he picked up the pace.
I pushed my butt back and he groaned, his hand coming across it in a hard slap that had me tightening around his length.
When his hand came up to slide into my hair and tighten there, my eyes nearly rolled at how good it felt to have both of them on me, both of them touching me and tasting me, Henry’s mouth busy pleasuring me in a dangerously teasing way compared to how I was being pounded into from behind.
I jolted forward, moaning out as he hit particularly deep.
I heard a rip and looked down to see that my fingers had shifted, my nails growing into talons and ripping the sheets.
Henry groaned as if it was the sexiest thing in the world, bringing my hand to his chest so that the tips of my talons scraped against his skin, drawing blood.
“This pussy is so damn good. Look at you, taking all of me,” Croy growled against my ear. “I don’t want to come until I’m as deep as fucking possible, so let me in. Let me get to every damn bit of you. I want to make sure you get every drop of me. Do you want that, sugar? Do you want my cum?”
“Yes!” I screamed out as I was suddenly submerged in a crashing wave of bliss, a climax slamming into me and causing me to cry out their names, the sound echoing around us.
Croy cursed behind me, squeezing my hips in a tight, bruising grip before he finally buried himself inside me, his teeth slicing into the back of my neck on his mating mark.
A secondary climax pulsed through me as everything went spotty, causing my legs to feel weak and my body to tremble.