Chapter 40 Thayla #2
“Got enough in you for two more, little goddess?” Kyzen asks as he runs his hands over my ass cheeks and down my spine.
My head whips up and my gaze collides with Amick’s as he kneels in front of me. I lean into his hand as he cups my cheek.
The desire in his eyes is strong, but what’s also just as strong is the war he’s having with himself.
Today may be the first day in my genius’s life that he’s made an impulsive decision of that degree.
He’s worried sick that we’re upset or disappointed in him.
“There will always be enough in me for you. All of you. No matter what.”
Amick steals the moan that falls from my lips as Kyzen dips his finger into me. I need zero prep whatsoever, but he can do to me as he pleases.
Amick’s and my tongues tangle for a few more fleeting seconds before I break our kiss.
“Stand up, Amick.”
“You don’t have to do anything, Mysenta.”
“I know I don’t have to. I want to. Stand.”
Kyzen chuckles at the command in my tone and he takes that as his opportunity to replace his fingers with his dick. He buries himself inside of me, rocking me forward. If not for Amick, I would’ve flown off the ottoman.
One hand steadies me, while the other frees himself from his pants. A sense of excited nerves flutters down our souls, and I tilt my neck back to look at him.
Oh fuck me.
I can tell just by the look in his eyes.
He’s never had his dick sucked.
A possessive warmth engulfs me. The thought alone has heat blazing through my blood and I can’t help but meet Kyzen thrust for thrust.
“Fuck my mouth, Amick.”
That damn feral glint he gets in his eye when he wants me shines down at me and I prepare myself. He goes from a composed god to a man possessed anytime it comes to my pleasure. It seems he can flip the switch when it comes to his as well.
Kyzen slows his pace as Amick pinches my chin, opening my mouth for me, and slides between my lips a few inches.
Wordlessly, the two of them find their rhythm, and before I know it, two more men are joining in to drive me mad.
I try as hard as I can to focus on how I’m sucking Amick’s dick, but there’s so much stimulation going on. All concerns of keeping my tears, gags, filthy moans, and saliva contained go flying out the window.
Creed uses some of my mess to wet his finger and when he circles it around my asshole, I damn near suck the skin off Amick with my gasp.
Riven’s mouth comes off my nipple with a chuckle, and his finger replaces Creed’s at my clit.
“Easy, Thayla. I’m getting you familiar with the feeling. I won’t push past your muscle.” Creed groans, deep and restrained.
I exhale as best as I can through my nose and give myself over to having literally every pleasure point on my body being touched.
“That’s it, angel. Give your pleasure to us. Fuck, you look so gods damn stunning right now.” I shiver as Riven pinches a nipple and my clit at the same time.
“She’s choking my cock. She likes this, brothers. Don’t you, little goddess? You fucking love having all your men do as they please to you.”
Valories, I do. So much.
“She’s quite literally choking on mine.”
The husky pitch in Amick’s tone snatches my release through my body. I scream around him and the vibrations in the back of my throat tug him right over the edge with me. I drink every ounce of him down.
Kyzen’s bruising grip on my hips tightens as he pounds into me a few more times, then holds himself steady and his cum fills me up.
Foreheads and hands lay against me as I crumble onto the ottoman. All that echoes around the living room is our heavy breaths and I swear, pounding hearts.
We sit like that for a long minute before a small laugh tumbles from my lips.
“What’s so funny?” Kyzen asks as he lays a kiss on my thigh and stands.
“I don’t know how I got myself in this situation. I was just trying to distract Riven.”
“Oh, distract me, you did. Don’t you worry about that. Energy well spent.”
I chuckle again and close my eyes as he lays a kiss on the tip of my nose.
“One of you carry me to my bath. I can’t feel my legs.”
Creed gets to me first, which, honestly, it should be his ass anyway. He made the biggest mess all over me. He obviously knows that’s what I’m thinking because he snorts and stares down at me as he carries me bridal style through the house.
My personal hot spring fills quickly as Creed doesn’t just set me in. He makes his way in and sits me on his lap as the other three take seats around us. I smirk as all four of them sigh and lean their heads back.
“Damn, I did a good job.”
Four laughs reverberate off my bathroom walls and the melody has my heart fluttering in my chest.
“You did,” Creed says and his teeth graze my shoulder, then his lips kiss away the small sting.
I exhale and shimmy myself down until I’m comfortable on his chest. The thud of his heart beats against my ear as all other sounds fade out.
We sit in silence that gradually grows heavier. It isn’t necessarily a bad heavy, but it weighs. My gaze cuts around to Amick, Kyzen, and Riven since their faces are the only ones I can see.
Kyzen and Riven both have their eyes closed and fingers laced on their chest, but Amick…stares at the ceiling, unblinking.
“You okay, Amick?” I ask quietly.
His chest expands with his long inhale, then deflates with his even longer exhale.
“Harriseen killed the High Chancellor before him. I could see when he made that decision, he wasn’t the man that we know now.
He was much like me, like us. He didn’t like the things he saw taking place.
So he took matters into his own hands, just as I did.
Somewhere down the line, the power got to him. ”
He squeezes his eyes shut for only a moment.
None of us speak.
“Emmett Darvos was the Attendant he made buy the sleep paralysis drug that he used on you and Yemi. He and another Attendant were the two who he made take you to Hellveilious. I’m not sure about the events that happened on the trip there, what happened in there, or anything like that.
“Once they emerged from Hellveilious, though, Harriseen killed them then and there. Their bodies are somewhere in the forest surrounding Hellveilious. That’s why we haven’t been able to find them since then. We’ll need to locate them, though, for added proof.”
My jaw locks tight.
I hate the fact he had to see that seconds before slicing his palm with the very dagger that committed those murders. At the same time, unfortunately, I’m glad he knows the truth.
“So when I asked for and bitched at you for not telling me where the people involved in her kidnapping were, you were telling the truth. You really didn’t know,” Riven says.
“I really didn’t. As I told you, the Attendants’ ledger had them reassigned, but their new assignments weren’t listed. I figured Harriseen was hiding them from me, yes, but I didn’t suspect he had just killed them.”
“What was your plan, Riven?” Creed asks.
“Oh, don’t play dumb. We all know I was going to kill them for drugging my angel and bestie. Better Harriseen than me, I suppose.”
“So the truth that you were shown drove you to your decision?” I ask.
“I’d love to blame it all on that, but…I can’t. Once it showed me his truths, my first thought was I’m going to hold this over his head. I needed him for the Law of Doppia Disaccord to go through. Then I read my parchment. All my abilities were listed and the two very last lines changed everything.
“The first said Worthy. Just the one word. Then the last line said Amick, God of Knowledge. My power fluttered through my mind and all I could think about was how he was the one who told me after we came out of the Veil that I was no longer worthy of such a title and I’d never earn it back.
“The Power Measuring Test he pushed into law said otherwise. He wasn’t worthy.
He may have been at one time, but he lost that when he decided his own wants and needs came before the Godsdawn.
My decision was immediate and instant. Impulsive.
I didn’t even consider the after. I just thrust my arm forward. ”
“Yeah, not so fucking easy to convince yourself otherwise in moments like that, huh?”
“Riven.”
“Don’t Riven me, Kyzen. He gives me more shit than anyone else when I let my power lead me and I make impulsive choices, yet look at what he did.”
“I know and understand that, but—”
“He’s right, Kyzen, and he’s obviously been telling the truth here lately about his decision-making. Once my mind agreed that’s what I was going to do, I did it. No consideration or anything followed. Just action.”
We all turn to Riven’s pleased hum and smirk. I curl my nose up at him.
Yes, this was an impulsive decision on Amick’s part, but the biggest difference is, this is a damn weekly occurrence with Riven.
Amick…never.
“Is that why you panicked when the Chancellor’s Choosing began?” Creed asks.
“I panicked because I knew I’d be chosen.”
“And you don’t want to be High Chancellor. You don’t even want to be a normal Chancellor,” I say and he nods.
“I don’t, but now I don’t have a choice. One day, I will be. Then one day, I’ll become just like Harriseen.”
All four of us immediately disagree with that statement, but he closes his eyes and lifts his hand out of the water to hush us.
“I will. I know that already. I’ve accepted it. I may not be like him in the sense I’ll demoralize myself to the point I play both sides of the gods, but my needs and wants will always come before the Godsdawn.
“I can’t take that oath and live up to it. You four, our Valtrue, our family, will always come before the needs and wants of the Godsdawn, Godsden, the entire Valorian Veil. You four are my life and all that I truly care about. Without you all, what do I have to live for?”
Tears burn the back of my eyes, and I tear my gaze from staring at him. The hurt on this face, as though he imagined a life without us for a fleeting second, crushes something inside of me.