5. Asha
Asha
Hale flips me over onto my back and pins my wrists with one hand while he drives his cock into me before I catch my breath.
Fire rolls over his skin in controlled bursts that never quite touch me, yet the heat of it presses against every inch where his body meets mine.
I arch up into him, chasing the rhythm he sets.
He fucks me hard, every thrust a demand I answer with my hips.
I moan into the next thrust, my pussy still slick and sensitive from Leith, every nerve firing as Hale’s cock stretches me wide.
The fire dancing over his skin scorches the air but never burns me, leaving me trapped in a perfect cage of heat and muscle.
His grip on my wrists tightens, pinning me down while his hips drive forward, pounding deeper with each stroke.
I wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer, demanding more.
“Fuck, Asha,” he growls, voice rough.
I don’t answer with words. Instead, I clench around him, hard, and see his green-gold eyes flare.
The pressure builds again, fast and brutal.
Hale releases my wrists only to hook my knees over his elbows, holding me open so he can pound straight into that spot that makes me scream.
I cry out as he fucks me through it, relentless, until I shatter around him again, pussy pulsing, vision whiting out.
He withdraws and flips me over while my pussy is still throbbing.
I use my arms to hold me up on all fours so he can fuck me like the little bitch he wants me to be.
He slams his cock back into me, ripping me wide open. I scream through it, taking the pain with the immense pleasure overload. He pounds into me without mercy, each thrust forcing a cry from my throat. My body rocks forward from the force, and I brace harder against the mattress to meet him.
“Harder,” I snarl.
Hale responds. His cock drags over every sensitive inch inside me.
I clench around him, greedy for more, and he grunts, fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise.
Pleasure coils tight, building fast until it snaps.
I come with a ragged rasp, my pussy clenching around his enormous cock.
Hale follows seconds later, flooding me with heat, his roar filling the room.
He pulls out and drops beside me, breathing rough.
Before I catch my breath, Tobin moves in.
His hands replace Hale’s, silver magic skimming over my skin in cool threads that heighten every sensation.
He flips me onto my back again, settles between my thighs, and slides into the mess the others left behind.
I gasp at the stretch, at how slick and easy he fits.
“Fuck, yes,” I breathe.
Tobin fucks me steady and deep, eyes locked on mine, controlled even now. His magic coils around my clit, pulsing in time with his thrusts. The pressure builds again, sharper this time. I claw at his back, urging him on. He gives me what I want, pace quickening until I shatter again.
My walls grip him tight, and he groans, “So fucking perfect.”
Then he stops and gives me a curious stare.
“What?” I pant, lifting my hips to get him moving again.
“Give me as much of your real name as you can,” he demands, hand clamping down around my throat.
“I can’t,” I croak.
“Do it,” he demands.
I try, because I want him to moan my name as he floods me with his cum. I want it more than anything.
“A—” The ash burns at the inside of my throat.
“Say it,” he demands, clamping his hand tighter around me. “I want it. I want to hear it.”
“Ana—” My mouth fills with ash, and I cough it out into his face, but the satisfaction in his features is enough to make my body quiver.
“Ana,” he says and releases me, withdrawing his cock before slamming back into me. “Ana. Fucking Ana. You are a fucking goddess. You feel so good around my fucking cock.”
I cry out as my head swims with the feeling of hearing my name tumble from his lips. It’s not all of it, but it will fucking well do for now.
“Say it again,” I demand, soaking him as my pussy clamps down around him. “Say my name.”
Tobin’s eyes darken as he leans closer. “Ana,” he says, low and rough, and slams into me harder. “Ana. My fucking goddess. Ana.”
The name hits deep, and my cunt locks around him, pleasure ripping through me in a sudden wave that leaves me gasping. He groans my name again and lifts me up so Leith can slip underneath me. “Can the goddess take two of us?” he rasps.
“Try me,” I pant, settling over Leith with Tobin’s dick still stuffed inside me.
Leith doesn’t wait for further instruction.
He guides his cock inside my pussy, alongside Tobin and I gasp as the stretch is impossibly beautiful.
The stretch burns in the best way. I moan as Leith and Tobin penetrate me together, their cocks finding a rhythm that drives every thought from my head.
Leith’s hands grip my hips from below. Tobin’s silver threads coil tighter around my clit.
“Fuck, yes,” I gasp. “Deeper.”
The thrusts come harder, faster, the double penetration ripping another climax out of me before I can brace for it. My walls clamp down around both of them.
Hale watches from the edge of the bed, fire flickering over his knuckles, his cock already hard again. “You look good stuffed full like that.”
I reach for him. “Come here.”
He moves without argument. I wrap my fingers around his length and stroke while the other two fuck me senseless.
The pressure builds again, sharp and relentless.
When I come this time, my scream echoes off the walls.
Both cocks pulse inside me, and they follow me over, flooding me until I feel it leaking down my thighs.
We collapse in a tangle of limbs and sweat. Black magic, silver light, and hellfire fade from the room. My marked skin glows faintly, then dims.
Leith shifts first. “You all right?”
“Never better,” I pant. “But we are not finished.”
I roll off them, straddle Hale instead, and sink down on his cock. He grips my waist and thrusts up to meet me. The night stretches ahead, and I intend to use every minute of it.
Hale flips me onto my back and pounds into me again.
He slams deeper with each thrust. I dig my nails into his shoulders and meet every drive of his hips. Pleasure coils again fast and brutal. I cry out when it breaks and clamp down hard around his cock. He follows with a growl that vibrates through his chest into mine.
Then he rasps, “What about food?”
I laugh breathlessly beneath Hale, my chest heaving as the last tremors ripple through me. “If you’re so desperate, go and get it and bring it back here. I’m not moving from this bed until morning.”
He is off me in record time and pulling his clothes back on. “On it. I’ll be fast.”
“Need help?” Tobin asks.
“Sure,” Hale shrugs and focuses on my expression. “You okay?”
I nod. “I said my name. Sort of,” I croak. “Use it from now on.”
“Ana,” he says. It rumbles around the room, and I shiver. “Ana.”
Hearing it from him sends a familiar shot of violence and destruction through me. My old self.
“The restriction weakened,” Tobin says. “I applied pressure to the place of restriction.”
“You applied your hand to my throat and demanded my name while fucking me.”
His silver eyes remain calm. “It worked.”
Leith gives a quiet laugh from beside me. “An impressive defence.”
“It did work,” I admit. “I managed three letters. I want them all.”
His expression darkens, but he leaves with Hale before he rails me again harder than he did before. The door closes behind them, and silence settles over the room.
I drop against the pillows, exhausted enough that every limb feels heavy.
Leith remains next to me, stretched over the ruined bedding.
Black magic trails over his chest in faint lines.
My new sight turns it into something more complex.
Thousands of threads move under his skin, all leading towards a dark centre near his heart.
I reach out and touch one. “You’re beautiful,” I murmur.
“Isn’t that supposed to be my line?”
“I’m allowed lines too.”
Leith catches my hand before I can trace the magic deeper. His fingers close over mine and press my palm flat to his chest. “I saw your death. You are not the same as you were.”
“Meaning?”
“You’re different. Your death altered you.”
“Do you mean the first one or the second one?” I ask.
“The first one. The second one was inconsequential. That body is SilverGate made. It won’t let you die for very long.”
“Handy,” I murmur and flop back to the bed, wondering how this day could possibly get more complicated.