Riven #3
Then I flick the whip right against her ass.
She fucking explodes.
“Fuck.”
That muttered word to my left draws my attention, and I smile as Kyzen and Creed stare in utter fascination.
“Breathtaking, isn’t she?”
I turn back to Thayla and Amick just as he crawls to his knees and cups her cheeks. She molds into the kiss.
As soon as they break apart, I command her chains to lengthen, then turn her around.
The sight of her stops my heart.
The smile on her flushed face—hell, her whole body is flushed—and the clarity in her eyes make my soul sing.
“Ready to come down, angel, or do you want to spread your wings for two more?” I ask.
Her smile widens as she stares into my eyes.
“Two more, please.”
I wink at her as I turn her sideways so I have the best view.
“You heard her, boys.”
Kyzen and Creed don’t need anything more than that. They climb on the bed, shoving each other as they make their way to her.
“None of that,” she orders.
“Creed, you can take her ass this time,” I say, and she arches a brow at me. “If that’s what you want, of course.”
“That’s exactly what I want.”
They both groan, then stare at Amick as he passes Creed a tube of lube.
“I’m always prepared.”
Thayla lets out a low chuckle, but it instantly rolls into a moan when Kyzen runs the head of his dick between her thighs.
Her head falls back against Creed’s shoulder and Kyzen slams himself inside of her, then holds still. His finger runs circles around her clit as Creed lubes himself up.
I bite my fucking knuckle until it’s damn near bleeding as he works his way inside of her tight ass.
Fuck, I can’t wait to try that.
I stare, completely enthralled as she loses herself to them and the pleasure they wring from her body.
Her arousal is so delicious. I swear it fills my Chaos past the brim.
“So, you figured it out?” Amick asks, scaring the shit out of me as he steps beside me.
“Yeah. Got it all figured out.”
“I knew you would.”
“Yeah, yeah. Cause you know everything.”
“Not everything, but I do know there’s so much more inside of you than you give yourself credit for. I’ve always known that, though.”
He doesn’t look at me as he leans against the bedpost and crosses his arms as she watches our Binder fall apart between our brothers.
It is the most glorious sight.
I refuse to miss it because I’m focusing on his emotional ass.
Rather than pull against the chains, Thayla clings to them like they’re giving her life, and I savor every second of it. Making sure they stay firmly in place for her. I wouldn’t be surprised if a touch of my Chaos is seeping into her skin with how hard she’s gripping them.
My eyes flutter shut and my soul shudders as her release blasts through her and spreads across the whole damn room.
Creed and Kyzen fall apart right behind her, cursing as if they really thought they had a chance in hell to hold off.
As soon as the two of them pull out of her, I climb my way across the bed before Amick can get to her and whisk her off to a bath.
She can sit in their mess for a moment.
She cuddles up onto my chest and presses her ear to my heart. It’s pumping nice and steady.
For her.
“Fuck that was amazing,” Kyzen pants as he flops back on the bed like a beached sea creature.
Despicable.
“It was, but does anyone care to explain what we walked in on and why our Binder was chained to the bed?”
Thayla and I snort like it’s our new inside joke. She peeks up at me as I gaze down at her.
“Riven and Thayla owned themselves and each other. It was very beautiful to watch,” Amick says, and I roll my eyes while Thayla oohs and aahs.
“What’s that mean?” Creed asks.
“We both faced fears we had and owned them,” I say simply.
It doesn’t need more explanation than that.
He grunts, and the bedroom falls into a peaceful silence as we all sigh. Well, I sigh. They’re all mostly trying to catch their breath. Amick’s lying beside me like a weirdo with his shoulder pressed to mine and his fingers laced in his lap.
Just kidding, it’s kind of nice. Not that I’d admit that or anything.
“I’m going to Hellveilious tomorrow.”
“What?” we all ask.
My head jerks and I get instant whiplash as I gawk at Creed.
“Why?”
“Time to face my fear, I suppose. I’m not going to the Soul Chamber, but I need to have a word with Zareb, Phoelius, and Barir. Work out what they need from me and clarify the things Thayla hinted at. It’s time.”
Well, color me shocked and impressed.
“Finally.” Amick sighs and everyone—but Creed—snorts.
“Do you want me to skip the Court and come with you?” Thayla asks.
“No, you’re needed back there and I should handle this without you putting more fear in them.” He smirks at her scoff. “Riven and Sevryn can come.”
“Oh, are you asking or voluntelling me?”
“Both.”
I huff like it’s the biggest inconvenience in my life.
“I suppose I can escort you to Hell.”
“Thanks,” he snorts.
“Yes, well, I’m very pleased you’ve made this decision, and I’m not trying to dampen the moment, but when exactly can we expect dinner to be done?”
My whole chest shakes in silent laughter, and Thayla grips my shirt for balance.
“Fuck!” Creed’s up and out of the bed, flying toward the door—naked—in a breath. Kyzen rolls to his side, dying of laughter.
“Oh gods, he forgot he started dinner. I bet it’s burnt.”
“What in the realm is going on with him right now?” Amick asks. “He hasn’t burned dinner in twenty years.”
Yeah, the cause of his distraction is literally chuckling on my chest.