Chapter 40 Thayla
Thayla
It’s been five minutes since we’ve been home, but it feels like five hours.
The energy in the house is suffocating, and I want to scream into the void until something breaks to pieces.
Creed’s probably the maddest I’ve ever seen him. At Amick, anyway. The emotions pounding away at my chest are a mixture of fear and that overwhelming relief justice brings.
Riven’s a bouncy little fucking psycho.
He’s reenacted the murder ten different ways since we starshot into the living room. If I have to hear—Did you see him? He did this—followed by him stabbing the air, one more time, I’m going to scream at him to sit the fuck down.
My fingers move up and down on my lips as my leg bounces a million miles a minute. Riven’s leaps and hops across the living room can’t completely distract my thoughts and soul.
I’ve never in my life been prouder and more scared for someone simultaneously.
I’m jittery with everything running rampant through me. I’d do just about anything right now for ten minutes of peace so I could calm my mind.
I hope to fuck Amick and Kyzen aren’t gone the full hour.
With Kyzen’s power, they need to have this wrapped up in…fifteen minutes max.
That’s about how long I’ll be able to sit here stewing.
“Riven, sit the fuck down before I knock you out,” Creed growls.
“Oh, God of Death, don’t play with me right now. I’m thrumming with energy.”
“Get him, or I will end him,” Creed says, snarling at me like I did something.
What the hell does he want me to do?
Well…on second thought…
“I’d like an orgasm, Riven.”
Yep. That gets his attention.
“Come again?”
“Well, I haven’t come the first time, so…”
A chuckle slips through his lips, and he bites his knuckle to stop the sound.
“Don’t fuck with me right now, Thayla. This isn’t the time for teasing.”
“I’m not teasing.”
“You are. I see it in your eyes and don’t sense a hint of arousal coming from you.”
I shrug as I push myself up from the couch. Teasing, taunting, he can call it whatever he wants. I successfully did something as Creed demanded and distracted him from all that damn jumping around.
“Maybe I’m getting better at hiding it. But it’s whatever, your loss. I can go help myself.”
He allows me to turn from the couch and take a step in the direction of my room before he spins my ass back around.
I crash into his chest, and he grips me gently around my throat. His swirling burgundy eyes bore into mine as he tsks at me.
“Bad, bad angel. You know as well as I that Chaos loves to play games.” He brushes his nose across mine, leaving his lips a breath away from me. “Is that what you’re trying to do? Play with me?”
I gulp as every feature on his face clouds with a dare laced in lust.
Oops.
I maybe should’ve gone in a different direction with this.
He knows it too.
His victorious smile says it all.
Asshole.
“I wasn’t playing or teasing. I was being serious.”
His slow, calculated laugh has chills breaking out across my skin and I force myself not to squirm when he lays his lips to my collarbone.
“Very well then. Allow me to give you what you asked for.”
A gasp slips free when he snatches my shirt over my head faster than I can blink. He steps away from me, running his thumb over his smirking lips.
He arches his brow, both taunting me and waiting to see if I’ll show my bluff.
I won’t be letting that happen.
So much for a distraction. I don’t know who’s baiting who now.
My hands trace down my body until I reach the hem of my pants. His eyes flare when I pop my button undone and shimmy them, plus my underwear, down my legs.
My bra goes next.
His heated gaze follows it as I let it slide down my arms and drop to the floor unhurriedly.
My gaze whips to the other couch. Creed’s groan was short, low, but I caught it. I devour the sight of him sitting there with his arms crossed and legs spread like that’s the only way he can sit comfortably right now.
I wonder why that is?
I drag my bottom lip between my teeth as I glance back at Riven.
“Well. I’m waiting.”
He huffs with that dangerous smile still lingering on his lips. My breath hitches when he strips his shirt off and drops it to the ground.
“Last chance,” he warns as he undoes his pants and they sink to the floor with nothing more than a tug.
I refuse to let my eyes travel down like they desperately want to.
My chest rises and falls as he stalks toward me. He hums as he runs the back of his finger over my hard nipple. I choke down the whimper threatening to leave my throat and squeeze my thighs together.
“There it is.”
One warning giggle is all I get before he grabs the hair at the base of my neck and slams his lips to mine. My blood boils beneath my skin as our bare chests press together.
He pulls us apart far too fast for my liking and my head spins as he swirls us. Somehow, he ends up sitting where I just was, with me on his lap, facing the fireplace.
A deep moan falls from my mouth as he reaches between our legs and drags his finger through my wetness.
“Maybe you are getting better at hiding it, little burden.”
“Fuck,” I groan when he lines himself up with me.
I’m not getting better at hiding it. It happens that fast with these men of mine.
I sink myself down, not patient enough to wait for him, but the fist he has wrapped around his dick stops me from slamming him inside of me.
Again, he tsks.
“You won’t be taking. I’ll give you that orgasm when I feel like it.”
“You fucking ass—”
“Creed, be a gentleman and fill that mouth of hers for me.”
A dark laugh leaves Creed, and the smile he gives me is even darker. I shiver as he stands from the couch.
“My pleasure.”
Small little moans tumble from my lips as Riven lightly teases my clit and keeps his pumps shallow. It’s enough to piss me off and keep me craving more.
My mouth waters watching Creed free his cock from his pants. His fingers tangle in my hair and he tilts my head back until I can look up into his eyes.
“Open that smart-ass mouth for me, my endling.”
Gods that command should not do the things to me it’s doing.
If I weren’t trapped in his lust-filled gaze, I’d smirk at the grunts and muttered fucks falling from Riven. I purposely continue to squeeze him, just to give him a little piece of his own torture.
“You shove my head down one time and I’m fucking biting.”
“Try it. I’ll bite back.”
I hold his gaze as my hand replaces his. I love the way he hisses the second my lips wrap around him.
I tease him, licking and sucking the head of his cock until finally, he gives my head the barest of shoves.
In return, I give him the gentlest of love bites.
“Thayla,” he warns, but it’s delivered in the form of a deep groan.
My small laugh rumbles around him. The little hum morphs into a scream as Riven sinks himself into me and fries my ass cheek.
“You don’t come until he does.”
Fuck.
I take as much of Creed into my mouth as I can, gagging as he hits the back of my throat. Riven’s pounding pushes me to take more, and fuck if I don’t try.
If Creed has to come for me to, this is about to be the realm’s quickest blowjob.
“Fuck why’d you say that?” Creed groans.
Riven slams me down and holds me still, drawing slow circles on my clit while I pull out the trick that, lo and behold, I learned from Creed himself.
My hand finds a steady rhythm and my mouth toys with the head of his dick as I prepare my soul. Both his hands wrap around my head, not to shove but to steady himself as I suck and slurp him down.
I let the emotions, filthy and otherwise, build in my chest. With every gag, my walls tighten around Riven and I let how much that turns me on flutter free through my soul.
Creed’s strained groan is music to my ears.
I relax my throat, taking him in as far as I can while I blast my soul. I hold nothing back as I let him get the full scope of how much I love having him—the God of Death—at my mercy.
“Gods damn it, Thayla.”
He snatches out of my mouth and holds my head craned back as he shoots his cum all over my chest. The hot drip of him slides between my breast, and he scoops it up.
He shoves his finger between my lips and I suck it clean, just like I would’ve his cock if he’d have left it in my mouth.
“You’re going to pay for that,” he warns before his lips collide with mine.
My cry tears our kiss apart as Riven takes that as his cue to fuck me to his heart’s content. All I can do is hold his knees for balance while he pounds into me like he was dying waiting.
Their names rip from my throat as Creed shoves his desire for me down his soul and into mine. Riven goes back to teasing my clit, purposely fucking up the pace, pattern, and pressure. My eyes flutter shut and a moan full of frustration and impatience pours out of me.
I’m done being teased. I can’t take it anymore.
“Give me what you promised. Now Riven.”
He chuckles, tugging me back by my hair until my back is arched and my head rests on his shoulder.
“Tell me how much you love taking our cocks at the same time.”
“So much,” I admit easily.
I do. I really fucking do.
I’ll never pass up an opportunity that arises to have one of them, but multiples at once? Yes, please.
“Are you going to let us take all your holes one day, little burden? A brother filling this sweet, tight pussy. Another stretching that ass that I know has never been touched. You’ll have to be a good little goddess and take turns with your mouth and hands, but we’re learning to share so that’ll be okay. ”
Oh dear Valories.
Talk about a fantasy coming true.
“Riven.”
“Answer me and I’ll let you come all over my cock.”
“Yes. I want that. I fucking need that.”
He hums, pounding into me while Creed floods my soul.
My orgasm rushes to the surface, then slows, dragging out impossibly long. My silent scream has all the air emptying from my lungs.
A gasp escapes me the second I can catch my breath. Not a thought later, my head spins from how fast Riven lifts me and sets me on the ottoman on all fours.
“What—”