Chapter 34 Thayla #3
The realization is so dominating, it borders on devastation.
They love me.
And I them.
My soul shatters the pathetic restraint I wrapped around it and ambushes them, tugging—begging—them closer.
For a fleeting second, I feel bad for what I unleash on them, but that evaporates as soon as their hands hold me tighter.
What I feel for them isn’t soft or shy.
It’s immediate, fierce, and utterly certain in this moment.
I shove my love for them through my soul without restraint, without apology, and without fear of being too much.
It isn’t too much.
“I love you all so much.”
Lips crash into mine the second the words leave my mouth.
Amick kisses me like I just answered his personal prayer.
A grueling sound leaves the back of his throat as I’m tugged away from him.
I don’t have a second to inhale on my own before Creed’s breathing life into me with his embrace.
He too isn’t all that happy when I’m stolen away from him.
I melt into Riven’s tender hold. One of his hands cups the back of my head, while the other pulls me closer by my lower back.
His kiss lasts as long as the other two’s did, then his body falls unnaturally still. I slowly pull my lips away from his and my eyes flutter open.
I smile at his face, frozen in bliss.
Kyzen’s fingers lace through mine, and he spins me around gently.
The intensity in his eyes makes my legs shake even more than they already were.
Time catches up when his lips land against mine, yet there isn’t a thing rushed about his kiss.
“Let us worship you, little goddess,” he whispers as he leans his forehead against mine.
My eyes flare.
“All of you?”
“All of us.”
The synchrony of the four of them answering at once has a shiver cascading down my spine.
Fuck.
Can I handle that?
They each lay a hand somewhere on my body and my core throbs.
Yes, yes, I can.
I nod.
“Yes.”
A surprised shriek tears from me when Creed slings me over his shoulder faster than I can blink and marches toward my room. I push myself up, using his ass as leverage, and heat flashes through my body.
The other three stalk behind us with pure, unfiltered determination and desire etched on their gorgeous, pretty much matching faces.
Shit.
My back bounces on my mattress as Creed unceremoniously throws me down. I push myself up on my elbows and stare as the others deposit my gifts, including my daggers, on my mantel, then join Creed at the foot of my bed.
“Make the bed big enough for all of us, Thayla,” Amick orders and I swallow.
“Can you just do it for me? The last thing on my mind is learning how to build a bed.”
They all release deep chuckles that settle in my lower belly. My power responds as if it thinks it’s needed right now.
A small shrill slips from me as my bed shakes, then expands multiple feet both ways. Everything grows with it. The post, the canopy, the sheets, the comforter. Everything adapts to the new size and my eyes widen.
“Looks like we just got a new bedroom,” Riven says, wiggling his brows before pouncing on the bed.
I don’t have a second to prepare for him as his body covers mine. We sink deeper into the mattress and our kiss.
A pathetic little whimper sounds in the back of my throat as he pulls back from me and joins his brothers once again.
The panting breath coming from my chest grows sharper as I stare at the four of them.
“I don’t…”
“You held off telling us those three glorious words because you didn’t want to pick who to say it to first. Now you don’t want to choose who fucks you first.”
The smirk Riven gives me is nothing short of a warning.
He’s going to devour me.
“I don’t.”
“Don’t worry about that, gorgeous. We’ve got you.”
I’m tempted to shake my head at Kyzen. I’ve been surrounded before.
I know when I’m about to be finished off.
They’re about to end me in the most glorious kind of way.
In deliciously frightening coordination, they move as one.
Kyzen crawls between my legs as Riven and Creed move to one side, Amick the other. In a few tugs, my underwear and shirt are flung somewhere across the room.
My back arches and an unrestrained moan slips from me as they touch me.
Kyzen’s hands run down the insides of my thighs, and he spreads my legs wide. His groan has me bucking my hips.
Begging.
“Fuck. I can’t wait to taste you.”
That’s the only warning I get. From any of them.
His tongue glides from my core to my clit with the perfect pressure and pattern. He feasts.
Creed takes one nipple into his mouth and Amick the other. Both devour my flesh so differently, but equally maddening.
Riven’s hands dance everywhere he can reach and he marks my skin with his lips.
Heat builds in my toes and across my chest.
A desperate, pleading moan pulls from my throat as Kyzen removes his tongue from me. Slowly, fucking teasingly, he sits on his heels and buries a finger inside of me.
“Yeah, I thought so, little goddess. You’re already on the edge. Your pussy’s trying its damnedest to pull my finger deeper.”
“Kyzen,” I groan.
He doesn’t look at me, though.
“Come here, Riven. You pitched a fit about losing, but I’ll be generous and let you find out what she tastes like when she comes.”
“Losing?”
“You didn’t think it’d be easy for us to choose either, did you, my endling? We all want you to ourselves. Compromises had to be made so we could share.”
“Compromises?”
Amick tilts my chin and attention toward him.
“Stop asking questions and let us worship you.”
Gods, I fucking love his stern tone.
“Yes, sir.”
His eyes flare and a surprised moan slips free when fingers spread my pussy apart.
“Fuck.” Riven hums, then dives down.
I damn near come off the bed when he pulls my clit between his lips and sucks. He lets go and flicks his tongue in a torturous pattern.
“That’s it, Riven. She likes that. Glide a finger inside of her.”
Oh gods. I can’t handle Amick giving him tips.
They’re going to kill me with orgasms.
The second he adds a second one, the air gets snatched from my lungs and I fall apart on his face.
My reprieve and deep breaths are short-lived. His face goes from buried between my thighs to leaning over me as he buries himself deep.
“Gods. I’m going to do that again soon. Every day.”
“I surely won’t stop you. You can do whatever you want to me.”
His hips fall still as his gaze sears into mine.
“What if what I want to do scares you?”
Between the lowness in his tone and the seriousness in his eyes, I know where the question is coming from.
“You’d never do anything to my body I wouldn’t want you to do or that would hurt me. I trust and know that, Riven. Do as you please.”
My words give him all the permission he needs. He sits back on his heels and pounds into my body.
“I’ll tie you up naked, spread out for me, and whip that pretty little ass another time. Tonight, I need you now.”
Oh shit.
That sounds…petrifying and perfect at the same time.
My eyes roll back as Creed’s finger slides down my body until he’s strumming my clit in sync with Riven’s thrust. Amick continues to lavish my breast and Kyzen’s laying kisses wherever his lips can touch.
A fever breaks out across my skin, and my head thrashes back and forth. I’m not sure if I’m telling anyone to stop or threatening them if they dare.
Riven slams into me once more and holds me still by my hips as his release rolls right through him. Creed doesn’t give him a second to recover as he shoves him away and takes his place.
Never moving his finger from my clit.
“Gods, Creed.”
I scream as he hikes my leg over his shoulder and slams into me. My fingernails dig into his forearm as he fucks me however he sees fit.
“You’re going to be the death of me, Thayla Godrun. Valories, I fucking need you.”
He groans as he slows his punishing pace but not the force behind them. Every deep pump comes with a hit straight to my soul. I’m fucking trembling from the inside out.
I’ve never felt so alive in my life.
“I’ve been to Hell and back. I’ll return. Especially if it’s to drag your ass back to me.”
He lets out a dark little chuckle.
“Stroke my soul. Make me come,” he commands and my eyes widen. The question is clear in my eyes, but unable to be spoken through my moans.
“Push all your sexual emotions to me. All your filthy little fantasies. Think about how wet your pussy is and how greedily it’s taking me. Build all that up in your soul, then shove it at me.”
Fuck.
I do as he commands. It isn’t hard to accomplish, given the sensations flowing across every part of my body right now. There’s barely a place on me that isn’t covered by my men.
“Now, Thayla.”
My soul answers his call before I even tell it to. My muscles lock up and a searing heat blazes through my blood as we explode together.
Dark spots dance across my eyes and small cries tumble from my lips. He lays kisses down my leg, causing more twitches to jerk beneath my skin, then he slides it off his shoulder.
My hands tangle in his hair when he leans his forehead down to my chest. I shove his head away when he attempts to wrap his lips around my nipple.
“I can’t. I need a break.”
“That’s—”
“You don’t need a break, little burden,” Riven whispers as he cuts Amick off and lays kisses down my neck. “You’re going to call up that yummy little power of yours and fuck your two other men.”
Another deep moan slips from me as all of them continue to run their hands across my body. None of them touch any of my overly sensitive areas, but still. The glide of their hands down my sides, my thighs, and around my breast keeps me walking the line between being done and needing more.
Pressure builds in my lower belly.
Not the kind that comes when an orgasm is approaching, but my power. Ready and fucking begging to be set free.
I allow it out.
But not toward them.
Just to me. This is for me.
Warmth spreads, leaving my lower belly and cascading through my entire body. My breath deepens. The overwhelming sensitivity that was borderline painful softens like I just dimmed incredibly bright lights.