Chapter 21
RUNE
It started on the way back from the Marigny district. At first, my skin got a little tight, then a hum in my veins got my blood pumping. And as my pulse picked up, that pumping blood went straight to my cock.
Now, the closer we get to the Elysian, the harder I become.
“Does Sloane spike her drinks?” I widen my stance in the elevator on the way up to our floor.
Sebastian looks over at me and frowns. “You think someone drugged you?”
I brush my hand over the front of my pants and adjust myself. “Maybe. I’m as hard as a steel rod and thrumming to fuck. I must’ve been roofied with some kind of aphrodisiac. That’s the only thing that makes any sense.”
The doors to the elevator whisper open and I’m hit with a wall of lust and sex.
Sebastian grimaces and undoes the top button of his collared shirt. “I think you’ve got your answer, Viking. They’re fucking and the bond is pulling you into their wake.”
“Is that even a thing?”
Sebastian glances down to the obvious bulge in my pants and then arches a brow. “I’d say it is.”
I step off onto our floor and am surprised Sebastian comes along. Sure, he can get to the royal suite from the locked stairwell on our floor, but he usually just takes the elevator up.
“Aren’t we done for the night?” I ask, wondering if he has something he wants to talk to us about that I’m not aware of.
“Yes. I’m just curious.”
He’s got a strange look on his face, but hey, he’s the fucking king. He can be curious if he wants to. “You’ve fed from her. Can you feel where they are?”
I consider that and follow the pull of our bond. Assessing the tie that binds us makes the hard-on situation so much worse. I can feel the heat of their lust gathering at the base of my balls. “Fuck me. Is this what it’s going to be like every time they’re fucking?”
We stop outside the door to Josie’s suite, and I grip the frame on either side of the door.
“Perhaps. As far as I know, ours is the first bonding that involved more than one vampire. There have been a couple that connected Moon Witches with pack mates, but none in the vamp camp.”
My vertebrae pop as I tilt my head from side to side and stretch my neck. I want to ask Sebastian if he’s feeling it too, but with his cock-block situation and the fact that he hasn’t fed from Josie, I opt not to bring it up.
“What are you going to do?” Sebastian asks, amusement dancing in his gaze. “Join in or jack off?”
That’s a sobering question. “I’d love to join in, but Finn’s been pissy lately. I’m not sure he’d welcome me, even if Josie extended an invitation.”
Sebastian rolls his eyes and pushes me out of the way. “The bond is your tether back to your brother, Viking. You are the sire here. Act like it.”
Without knocking, he grabs the door handle to Josie’s room and lets the panel of wood swing open. “Now that’s something to behold.”
I follow his gaze to where Josie is riding Finn’s cock in the middle of her twisted, satin sheets. His fingers are gripping her hips hard enough to leave dents in her flesh and she’s bouncing on his length with her head back. Her tits sway as a cry of ecstasy rips from her throat and her entire body shudders.
Fuck me.
Josie hasn’t noticed our intrusion, but Finn has. His scarlet gaze is locked on the two of us, his fangs fully dropped. “Close the door, boys. If anyone other than the two of you gets a look at Josie like this, lives will be lost.”
Was that an invitation?
Finn, Sebastian, and I have shared hundreds of times over the centuries, but everything is different with Josie. He’s been hostile since I fed on her.
“Since when do you stand idly contemplating your next move, Viking?” Sebastian’s goading tone is accompanied by a push into the room. “You kids have fun. I’ll speak to you in a few hours.”
The door closes behind me and I wait, my gaze locked with Finn’s. “I can leave…it’s just…you two are vibrating sex so hard on the bond I might fuck my pillow if I’m left alone in my room.”
“Well, we can’t have you deflowering your bedding.” Josie waves me over.
“Not so funny when yer the one throwin’ wood, is it?”
I meet Finn’s annoyance and give him that one. I rode him pretty hard about tossing off to our sexual escapade after my feeding. “My bad. I didn’t realize how insistent the connection made things.”
“Aye, well, now ye know.”
I wait for him to say more, but he doesn’t. “You haven’t weighed in on whether I’m welcome to join you, brother.”
“Of course you’re welcome,” Josie insists, climbing off Finn’s cock. “We were just about to head into the shower.”
Josie is practically floating as she rushes over. She throws her arms around my neck and kisses me like she means it.
My arms wrap around her, trapping her in my embrace. Her skin is hot and damp with sweat and my cock surges, fighting to get free.
When we come up for air, I ease back and swallow. “Not that I’m complaining, but is something going on? I feel like I missed something important.”
Josie bursts into a wide smile. “I’m done living by the expectations of others. We are bonded, my powers are exploding here, and if I’m to be the best version of myself, I won’t hold you boys at arm’s reach. We’re bonded, and I want to see where that goes without restrictions.”
I swallow and meet Finn’s gaze. “And you’re all right about expanding your evening?”
He strides forward, looking anything but all right. “Josie is bound to both of us. Making Josie happy is my priority. If she wants a plus one, consider yourself tagged in.”
Josie is facing me, so she misses the hardened gaze my boy is throwing at me the entire way over. She spins and rises onto her toes to kiss his cheek. “Excellent. I’ll get Rune undressed and you get the water warmed up. We’ll be right there.”
Finn meets my gaze and forces a smile. “Take your time.”
When it’s just the two of us, I bend down and make quick work of unlacing my boots. I’m still bent over as Josie’s grabbing the back of my shirt and pulling it up my back. I stand up as she strips my shirt over my head and tosses it to the floor.
“Someone’s awfully handsy today,” I note with a groan as her hands grope lower, going for my belt. “How did the potion making go today?”
She shakes her head. “I was spinning in circles, so Finn suggested I free my mind and let the answers come to me without pressuring myself.”
I chuckle. “Then I’m happy to play the part of your distraction. I like this new commitment to bond exploration, by the way.”
She finishes with my belt and goes for my zipper next. “I feel confident and wild in a way I’ve never felt before.” Josie emphasizes that by taking hold of the elastic of my underwear and pulling it over my erection. Holding my gaze, she sinks to her knees, dragging my boxers with her.
I kick them free and bend to lift Josie from her crouch, but she pushes me away.
“Hey, I want to take care of you today.”
“I can get on board with that, but not when Finn is in the bathroom waiting for us. The first rule of threesomes is that no man gets left behind.”
Her eyes flare wide. “Good point. Come on. Let’s get sudsy.”
I let Josie drag me toward the bathroom. Finn isn’t thrilled, but this is happening. He needs to get over himself and see how good we’ll be together.
She’s bonded to all three of us. I won’t sit on the sidelines and wait until the vampire I sired gives me permission to claim my unity mate.
My fangs, my cock—everything aches with need. I want Josie. I want all of her, and I’m going to take what I want.
JOSIE
This is it. I’m going to have them both. The more I’ve been thinking about it, the surer I am that accepting my bond and bringing us together as a unit is not only what my goddess wants, but what I want as well. Tonight, I’ll show them there’s no need to be jealous or territorial.
We can be one sexy unit.
I hurry into the bathroom and find Finn leaning into my shower, testing the water. His position gives me a glorious view of his bare ass and the way his back muscles flex and stretch.
Yummy.
He straightens and closes the glass door. I meet his gaze and the heat of my blush warms my cheeks. To hide my sudden shyness, I move to the linen closet and pull out extra towels.
“Yer sure this is what ye want?” Finn takes the towels from me and sets them on the counter. “It’s still new. There’s no rush.”
I chuckle. “My only hesitation is that I might die from the sexy overload of having the two of you in bed with me.”
“No one has died yet, babe,” Rune says, joining us. He goes straight to stripping off his clothes as I digest his words.
“Right. You’ve done this duo thing before. Of course you have.”
Finn sends Rune a look, but our Viking isn’t paying any attention. Rolling his eyes, he fingers my hair away from my face. “Not like this, luv. Never like this. The bond between us makes this more and better and wilder than anything that came before.”
Either Finn is a fantastic liar or that’s the truth.
Rune snuggles up behind me and bends to kiss my collarbone. “So, what is our girl hungering for? Any requests?”
Finn grows tense in front of me, but when I cup his face in my palms and make him look at me, he seems to calm down. “One sexy unit, Celt. Can you do that?”
Finn swallows. “Wherever ye lead, I’ll follow.”
“I want you to do more than follow, sweetie. I want you to want to be here.”
“Och, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be. Ye can be sure of that.”
Good. That’s good.
I trust both Fintan and Rune. I am bound to both of them. And once this door is open, there will be no closing it. What if I open the door and don’t like what I find on the other side?
There is a lot riding on this.
Rune chuckles and knocks gently on my forehead. “Hello in there. Too much thinking. Not enough fucking.”
“Rune’s right. Come, luv, we’ll make sure yer well cared for and all yer worries will be forgotten.” Finn extends a hand, and I follow without thought.
The water is on the hot side of ecstasy, but I soon adjust to the sweet sting on my skin. Finn snuggles in behind me and Rune takes my front. They run cooler than body temperature and in the heat of the shower, their skin feels cooler still.
A shiver runs the length of my spine, and my nipples harden.
“Hello, girls.” Rune bends to take one breast in his mouth while he cups the other in his palm, brushing his thumb over the peaked tip.
I arch my back to give him what he wants, and Finn’s cock presses against the crack of my butt. “I love being a unity bond sandwich.”
Rune releases my nipple with a pop and waggles his brows at me. “That’s good because vampires have insatiable appetites. Prepare to be eaten, little sandwich.”
Rune drops to his knees and brushes the tip of his finger over the puncture marks right near my groin. “Looks like I’m playing catch up.”
“It’s not a competition, Rune,” Finn growls behind me.
“No, brother, it’s not. It’s all about our girl and showing her just how good it can be.”
Finn wraps an arm around my waist. “Lift yer feet, luv, and throw them over Rune’s shoulders.”
I do as I’m told and am rewarded by Rune grabbing the rounds of my butt in each hand and him dropping his mouth to my core.
“Did I mention having an insatiable appetite?”
SEBASTIAN
I stand alone on the balcony of my penthouse suite, my fingers gripping the cold iron railing as I survey the city below. The moon bathes the French Quarter in a pale glow, casting long shadows across the ancient streets.
We have yet to seal the unity bond, but the coiling ribbon of Josephine’s presence refuses to leave me alone. It slithers under the surface, tugging at me with an insistence that is becoming harder and harder to ignore.
Josephine Dumont.
I close my eyes, lean against the railing, and let out a heavy sigh. The night breeze carries the thick, crisp scent of ozone, but it’s drowned out by Josephine’s scent.
Her delicate blend of hibiscus and magic clings to me no matter how long I spend under the spray of the shower.
Sloane was right—I’ve been marked by my witch.
Inhaling her scent sends an electric surge through my veins. My hand instinctively moves to my chest, as if I can quell the ache that echoes within.
Damn her.
Damn her for making me feel, for awakening desires I had long buried. I loathe the way my thoughts wander back to Josephine.
There really is no escape from her.
The city skyline blurs before my eyes as I clench my fists, the frustration reaching its boiling point within me. “The witch is a complication. A dangerous distraction.”
I feel the heady decadence of Fintan, Rune, and our little witch over the bond we share. After seeing her ride Fintan…after hearing her feminine moans as she creamed his cock…after smelling the wall of lust and blood and…
I straighten, steeling myself against the turbulent emotions swirling inside me. Josephine may have found her way into my thoughts, but I refuse to let her get any farther than that.
With a final glance at the city below, I turn away from the balcony, and stop dead. The brush of my slacks…the tightening of my groin…
I stare down my body in shock.
My cock has been nonfunctional for decades. I take a tentative step forward, as if moving too quickly might scare it away.
I groan as another wave of her arousal hits hard and our bond tightens?—
“Oh, sweet, merciful God.”
Genuine lust punches me so hard I all but fall into the closest chair, gripping the arms and trying to breathe through it. Perhaps this new bond—if I were to give in to it—could allow me a reprieve.
Maybe Josephine could truly be my Unity Witch. No. It’s desperation speaking. I’m desperate to reclaim what I had before Celine—before the unity bond ruined everything I had.
I used to enjoy sex.
I used to love sex. I own a damn sex club, for fuck’s sake—one that I can’t even take full pleasure in enjoying.
Another rush of Josephine’s desire hits like the most potent aphrodisiac. My cock bobs against my navel, ready to join the party.
Part of me wants to go downstairs and be part of their joining. A bigger part of me recognizes that this isn’t about Josephine and me…
It’s biological. I don’t need to accept the bond to let off the pressure and I can focus my life again.
Shirt. Shoes. Belt. Zipper. After shedding my clothes, I settle in the closest chair with my legs spread wide.
“What have you been reduced, too?” Manon appears, sitting on my desk, her gaunt face judging me. I lean back and curse. I consider stopping, but I ache so badly, I think I might die.
Screw it—let her watch.
“You’re not going to ruin this for me,” I say to the ghost, willing her away. I would die before I let her steal this pleasure from me.
Closing my eyes, I send my palm over the ridged planes of my six-pack. My skin is hot and smooth, stretched over honed muscles. I dip south and squeeze my sac. My balls are so tight, they feel like they might burst from the pressure.
Dammit.I need this.
I grip my shaft, and the contact is electric. I groan as my erection kicks in my hand. It feels good. Sooo good.
I start a slow tugging rhythm and sink into the sensation. This. This is what I’ve been searching for. Well, not exactly, but after so long, even my hand feels glorious.
I arch my back as I continue, tapping into the lust flaring through our bond.
My lungs tighten in my chest and I grip tighter and pick up speed. Faster. Harder. The quiet click-click-click of my rhythm breaks the silence. I glance down at the glistening head of my cock. Precum rises through the opening, slicking my crown…
Oh fuck. This is heaven, surely.
I throw my head back, the reward of release pulsing in my balls but refusing to come. I’m suspended at the edge of the most glorious pleasure, my entire body coiled with a hunger deeper than I’ve ever felt.
I focus on the steady click-click of tossing hard with cum leaking from my tip. It’s so good. I need this so badly. It’s been so long.
My balls are on fire. They tighten and lock, quivering with the need to let loose. “Yes,” I pant. I hammer at myself, my load begging to gain freedom.
“Yes, fuck…”
The bond is vibrating with sexual pleasure, and it lights me up. Hot streams of cum break free and my entire body vibrates with the pleasure of it.
It’s better than I remember.
My arm aches but I refuse to stop until I’ve wrung out every drop of cream from my cock. When it’s done, I collapse into the chair and try to breathe.
“You look absolutely wrecked, my love.”
I am. And if it means piggy-backing on the sexual encounters of others to get me there, I’ll do it. It’s depraved and stalkerish, but I don’t care.