Chapter 92 Ivy
Ivy
Maeve hummed close to my ear as Elias gave my ass another tight squeeze, soon replaced with Adrian. I hadn’t even felt my mage release my breast, but it was in the hands of Damon now as Rowan continued to suck and toy with my tit, not giving me any relief.
“Seven,” she whispered, watching me intently.
My breaths sounded shallow in my ears as I pressed myself into the table.
Goddess above, could I even survive another orgasm on its own?
As Adrian ran his impossibly large length over the remnants of Orion and Elias, stirring me from my thoughts, I wasn’t sure.
The logical side of me, the one who knew my limits, said no. That I was spent.
And yet, as he teased my opening and circled my sensitive clit with the tip of his cock, my belly fluttered, and the fire remained especially hot as he entered me slowly.
“Good girl.” Maeve kissed the corner of my lips as Adrian stroked my insides with slow precision, pushing against the lower part of my stomach as he took me in long, gentle strokes.
That familiar pressure began to build again, becoming an increasingly persistent feeling in my stomach, almost painful in how it seemed to stick around.
Like it knew another orgasm was coming for me.
Aside from the physical, the burning fire within me continued to rage on. My emotions were zoned in on the fact that my mates surrounded me, giving me all their attention. It was one thing to know I was their bonded mate, another to know I was their central. That they were here for me and me alone.
Any limits I thought I had before completely disappeared as the shadows began their teasing ministrations again. I felt pressure against my clit, light as a feather, but it was enough.
My climax built, hot and furious within me, and came crashing down in seconds. Adrian’s hips didn’t stop, fucking me with careful strokes as he worked me through it, and only as I came down from the high of my third orgasm, did he finish.
Another shock rolled through me, prickling the hairs of my arms. The back of my neck suddenly felt like it was lit by a flame, its heat licking my shoulder blades, all the way down to my midback.
But the mark that belonged to Adrian, a pentagram with a rune at its centre, burned the same as Orion and Elias’s did.
Maeve kissed the corner of my lips again and disappeared without a word.
But I didn’t need her to say anything, six repeating through my head as I watched her replace Adrian, the hard length of the strap-on—a black, almost shiny cock—gripped in her hand.
Her eyes locked on mine as she rubbed it through the cum leaking from me, coating it with the mixture of releases from my other mates.
A hand pushed my hair back, drawing my attention from Maeve to the male standing beside me. I drew in a sharp breath as Orion leaned down to kiss me, tongue swiping against mine, the shadows guiding my hands to more cocks waiting to be held.
Rowan released my breast with a groan, moving so another could take his place.
The distraction allowed for Maeve inch inside me, but rather than fucking me with the same power the others had, she teased me with small strokes.
In and out, toying with me—giving me a chance to rebuild my energy from the last three orgasms.
It was Elias filling one of my hands now, his fingers curling around mine as he guided me through each stroke of his cock.
The callouses gave him away perfectly, scraping against my knuckles and sending shivers up my arm.
The way he held me to him was gentle, unlike how he fucked me, almost careful.
The gentle ridges of the other cock told me it was Hawk in my other hand. I ran my thumb over each one, enjoying the sound that came from his mouth. Unlike Elias, he didn’t hold me to him, but he ran his fingers up my arm before brushing them under my breast along his demon brand.
The dark mark sprung to mind, the wings of his Fae form, beautiful and stark against my flesh. They were spread along the underside of my boob, almost hidden when I wasn’t wearing a bra or trying to look.
Another hand gripped my breast and toyed with my all too sensitive nipple, rolling it between their large fingers. The curious touch told me it was Thor, and when his mouth covered my tit, I thought I might finally combust.
The mixture of feelings had a familiar power roaring to life with a renewed energy.
When Maeve finally allowed me to fall apart, I cried out against Orion’s mouth, a sound he was quick to swallow.
My entire body was wracked with trembles from the force of my fourth orgasm; my thighs shook, barely able to stay open, and I had to be strangling Elias and Hawk with how tightly I held them.
The sun and moon bond mark on my back burned with more force than the others. Like the key turned, her claim the moment it almost came together. I expected to feel pain, but instead there was a pit in my chest slowly filling with each mate who claimed me.
Orion pulled back and peppered kisses around my face; the corners of my lips, the tip of my nose, and even my eyelids. “So good, little flower,” he murmured, pulling back. “A few more, then you can rest.”
Every breath I pulled in had me shaking. I was a puddle of cum and overwhelm. But it wasn’t over. I knew that as my belly tightened, the shadows still played with my clit, and Rowan entered my line of sight with his dick palmed.
He eyed me for a moment and shook his head. “You’re a mess,” he said, wiping the head of his cock through my release before pushing it back inside my pussy. “If you weren’t already pregnant, I’d say you were now.”
I bit down on a gasp as he entered me, the crook in his dick pushing against the exact right place. “Rowan—”
My mate shook his head. “No talking. Give your other mates some attention.”
The head of Xerxes’s dark cock appeared in my line of sight, and without a word, I sucked him into my mouth.
There was something about being full, totally at the mercy of my mates that filled me with…
relief. I wasn’t sure what it was about this that spurred me on, pushing me again to a finish I didn’t know I could muster.
I felt entirely safe in their hands—overwhelmed by all the sensations, but totally secure. If I told them to stop now, I knew they would without a doubt. It would end, and the dream would likely release us.
But with each of Rowan’s thrusts and the scrape of his cock inside me, as my hands tightened around Elias and Hawk who swelled with their impending releases, as Thor and Damon both played and sucked on my breasts and I swallowed Xerxes’s impossible length, I wasn’t ready to let go of this yet.
Not with the heat burning through my chest. Not with my magic raging against my ribs, against the power trying to block it.
I hit the apex of my next climax and came hard, heat flooding me.
Suddenly, a sense of relief flooded me. My orgasm seemed to trigger the others, because aside from Rowan coming, Elias and Hawk both covered me in their cum, my hands and stomach sticky again with their release.
Even Xerxes growled, the only warning I had before my mouth was full of his almost sweet seed.
There, again, came that spark. Hotter than before. The key in the lock clicked, falling into place. I could imagine Rowan’s mark on my spine, the pentagram and eye, as it tingled on my flesh.
When Rowan pulled out, I panted, feeling Hawk and Elias leave my hands. But as I looked down at Rowan, a grin curled his lips. “I think I’m the first to ever make our girl squirt,” he announced, sounding too pleased. His lower abdomen, as well as my thighs, were soaked.
“I—” I could barely move, barely form words. “I did that?”
Behind me, Orion growled. “Cocky bastard.”
Rowan, however, just shook his head as he moved aside, coming towards me. “It was fucking glorious.”
My cheeks heated. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Oh, I know,” he replied, leaning down to kiss my nose. “But will you do it again?”
A small part of me thought I should be embarrassed, but as I looked around the circle, I felt only love. Warmth.
Rowan kissed my forehead before moving back, and Maeve appeared in his place. “Four,” she said, eyes gleaming, fangs brushing her bottom lip.
I shuddered, but I was ready. My body ached for more. Begged for it.
“Damon,” I whispered, looking to him.
But I didn’t need to say anything else before he was gone from my side, reappearing between my legs.
“Look at you. So glorious. So perfect.” He ran the ridges of his cock over my clit, the touch almost taking me off the table entirely.
I was more than sensitive now. Now, I was burning alive with how badly I needed him—them.
Damon chuckled, the sound coiling around me as he pushed into me, the swell around the head of the cock entering me so easily as I was crowded again. Maeve’s fangs brushed my breast but never broke the skin—no matter how badly I wanted her to.
Adrian and Rowan appeared beside me, the heads of their cocks still glistening with mine and their own releases, both pushing at my lips for attention.
My hand curled around Orion’s soft dick, thumb skimming the slit and rubbing what remained of his release down the veins of his shaft as my other hand went around Xerxes, touching him slowly so as not to allow him to come again, while Hawk claimed my other breast in his mouth.
The callouses on Elias’s finger scraped my clit as he helped to push me towards my next climax, while Thor held firm to my trembling thighs, thumbs rubbing slow circles over my skin.
Each hard thrust of Damon’s hips against my own inched me closer to the edge. I wanted to hold on, to not let myself fall too quickly. I wanted to savour this moment—the sensations.