11. Chapter Eleven Rhowyn
Chapter Eleven: Rhowyn
Consciousness crept up on me. First, voices reached my ears, but I couldn't make out the words, a sense of déjà vu striking me as I clawed my way out of my slumber. However, the peace that settled over me next told me it was the guys who were speaking, our bond glowing in happiness at having them near.
As I drifted, my mind unable to grasp any thought for too long, I found that my consciousness was sinking deeper into myself. The threads of magic danced around me, the connection to the guys making me happy. However, I soon noticed that two threads were glowing just a little brighter than the other two. My pull to those was stronger and steadier.
Baer and Arryn. Both of their threads called to me, dancing around me, but before I could join them, a light flashed and caught my attention. Sinking further, I approached the ball of darkness that was my magic, the pulsing shadows still present but not as menacing. What had called me were the lines of bright light shimmering through the core of darkness as if a shell had been cracked, yet it was still strong enough to keep the majority of the light inside. That light felt like home, like peace, happiness, and love. Instinctively, I knew it was my own magic, slowly chipping away at the cage that was keeping it contained.
A voice sounded through my mind, a sense of urgency calling me back to reality. I didn't know what it was, unable to grasp much of any thought before it slipped through my fingers, but I followed the pull, slowly sinking back into the darkness.
“Come on, Killer. It's time to wake up. Show me those beautiful eyes of yours again,” a voice pleaded with me, only taking a few seconds for me to recognize that it was Baer. My thoughts were sluggish after drifting for so long, but they were slowly picking back up to normal.
I answered him with a groan, rolling closer to the sound of his voice, my body aching but not in pain. A large hand landed on my forehead and smoothed my hair from my face; the heat from his breath as he leaned in and kissed me on my brow had me curling further into him.
He chuckled deeply. “As cute as you are right now, it's time to get up. You've been out for too long already.”
Peeking out through one eye, I caught him smiling at me indulgently. A smile of my own started to mirror his. His unending happiness and joy as infectious as ever to me. And yet, it wasn’t sickening in its intensity. I had met people who, while they were the sweetest and nicest people you could ever meet, their happiness made you cringe, almost naive in its presentation.
Baer's joy was different. He had a darker edge to his humor and lost the sparkle when the moment called for it. I couldn't help but gravitate to him for fear that my own darkness would consume me. He lifted me up just when I needed it most, giving me something I had sought my entire life.
I raised a weak hand and cupped his jaw, speaking with a scratchy voice. “I've missed you.”
“I've missed you too, Killer,” he told me, leaning back. I started to protest when I realized he was simply getting me a glass of water. Promptly chugging half a glass of it, I sighed with satisfaction.
“How long was I out of it this time?” I asked him.
“Two days,” he said, sorrow crossing his face as he continued, “I was starting to worry about whether or not you'd wake up, but according to Arryn, you were very close to dying on us.” His tone became grave, the memory of how close we had come to being separated eating at us.
“But I didn't,” I reminded him, cupping his cheek and pulling his eyes to mine. “I'm here now. You guys got to me in time, just like I always knew you would.” I gave him a sad smile, kissing him chastely. My kiss a reminder that we were both still alive.
His hand went to the back of my head, fingers intertwining into my hair as he pushed back, deepening the kiss with a hunger that quickly consumed me. Pulling back with a groan, he put his forehead to mine, our breaths mingling as he squeezed his eyes shut. “Don't ever do that to me again, Rhowyn. Don't leave me behind, don't get yourself into that kind of trouble while alone, and don't leave me here without you. I'm all in. Through everything that comes. We love together, fight together, and die together because I can't live this life without you anymore.”
His words caused my breath to hitch, my head swimming with his confession. Somehow, something that had started as fun had quickly consumed me until there was no other choice but to give in to him. I closed my own eyes, kissing him again briefly.
“I love you, Rhowyn,” he whispered, barely audible, before kissing me again.
I pulled back and searched his eyes, finding nothing but the depth and sincerity of those words. I could feel it oozing from him and into me. Placing a hand over his heart, I met his eyes. “I love you too, Baer.”
My voice cracked on the confession, emotion threatening to choke me. Baer lunged for me, kissing me with a hunger I had never experienced with him before, a sense of urgency in his touch as he skimmed his hand up my arm. He pushed me back, his lips never leaving mine as he did his best to devour me until he was hovering over me, leaning on one arm while the other explored my body. His tongue swirled with mine, pulling a moan from my lips. His hand grazed the underside of my breast as I arched into his touch, but it didn't stop to play with my nipple.
Instead, it continued down the line of my body, skimming my stomach as his lips moved to nibble on my jaw, journeying to the spot where my neck met my shoulder. My breath came out in pants as I was overwhelmed by him, needing more and more.
His hand finally reached my waistband, a finger dipping inside to tease all around my entrance, causing me to arch as I tried to get him to touch where I desperately needed him. He continued to tease me, sweeping that finger back and forth as he pulled back to watch me writhe under him.
Just as I was about to get angry with the teasing, needing more from him, he leaned down and found my nipple with his mouth, sucking it through the fabric of my shirt. The contrast of wet heat and coarse cloth had me nearly coming undone. I cried out, unable to contain the fervency that was sweeping through me.
“Baer,” I begged him through ragged breaths. Smiling, he continued his ministrations, his smugness coursing heavily through our bond. A hand moved to my waistband again, this time to remove my pants. I lifted my hips to give him access, his tongue still teasing my nipple as he sucked and tweaked it, never stopping even though his hand was now busy.
A door creaked open, briefly drawing me from the pleasure that Baer was wreaking on my body, and I turned my head, catching sight of Callum. Baer continued pleasuring me as if he hadn't heard the intrusion. Instead, his focus had switched to trailing kisses down my body, heading exactly where I needed him.
As if realizing I wasn’t going to kick him out, Callum stepped inside the room, closing the door quietly and leaning against it, watching as I writhed under Baer's attentions. I had never been into being watched, always self-conscious about things like that, but there was something about being watched by my consorts as their counterparts pleased me. It heightened what I was feeling, sending desire and butterflies to my core.
I tightened my legs at the idea of Callum continuing to watch us, reaching up and removing my shirt completely as Baer pulled my pants from me, finally leaving me fully bared to him. His tongue immediately found my slit, licking a long line before sucking my clit into his mouth. I cried out again, my eyes still glued to Callum's.
He shifted and reached into his pants, his hand cupping his dick, which I could see the outline of. Holy shit, that man was hung . I squeezed my thighs around Baer's head involuntarily, bucking as he hummed and vibrated my clit. His hands were on my ass, lifting me up to him as he continued to feast on my pussy as if it was the best thing he had ever tasted. A finger dipped into my cunt, swirling around the moisture that was dripping from me.
My hands went to cup my breasts, which were aching, needing my release that Baer was slowly teasing from me, needing more. His ministrations slowly marched me up the mountain, the peak and fall imminent. His finger crooked, and he tapped my G-spot, causing my eyes to roll back in my head as I moaned, “Fuck Baer, that feels so good. Don't stop.”
He chuckled again, the vibration against my clit sending me higher. I was just about to fall over the edge, getting ready to pinch my own nipples, needing that bite of pain to send me flying, when Baer pulled away, sitting back on his heels.
I groaned in disappointment and desperation, the smug look on his face aggravating. He knew what he’d just done. He knew I’d been so close to coming all over his face. I narrowed my eyes at him. He simply smirked, his eyes holding mine as he said, “Are you just going to watch, Callum? Or are you going to join us?”
A growl sounded from my beast of a man as he pulled his hand from his pants, looking back at Baer. I caught the arch of his eyebrow, his self-satisfaction oozing from him. He had us both just where he wanted us. Callum came to stand beside the bed, his eyes roving across my naked body as if I was his favorite piece of art. No one moved, giving him time to accept this.
My desire ratcheted up, and I could no longer sit still. I rolled until I was on all fours, balancing on my knees as my hands went to Callum's hips. My eyes met his as I moved to unbuckle his pants, waiting for him to give me an indication that this was what he wanted. The only thing I found was his yearning. He wanted this as much as I did.
A rumble sounded as I reached inside and freed his heavy cock from its prison. Intent on teasing him further, I leaned forward and kissed the “V” that led down to the massive dick that brushed against my cheek. There was no way I could fit that whole thing in my mouth, but I could try.
Pulling back, I wrapped a hand around him, my fingers not meeting all the way around, and milked a drop of precum from the tip before darting my tongue out to lap it up, sliding along his slit as I did. He groaned, a hand going to my head, his fingers tangling in my hair as I sheathed the tip of his cock with my lips, sucking on the head. He didn't force me down his cock, simply holding me there, his eyes closing as if in pain when I swirled my tongue around the ridge, flicking the slit again as I pulled back.
His eyes snapped open, and I could see the amber glowing in his eyes. His wolf was close. And despite the danger to me, I couldn't help the smile of satisfaction that broke across my face. I felt seductive and sexy in a way I never would have before.
Growling, Callum's hand snapped out and snatched me around the jaw, his grip firm as he pulled me up. Leaning down, his mouth moved until it was close to mine, and I licked my lips. The barely restrained power that was oozing from him now was setting me ablaze, desperate to burn within his touch. His breath whispered across the other side of my jaw, my face still firmly in his massive hand. “You think you can tease me like that? That you can handle what you're about to unleash?”
My breath rushed out of me. Holy shit ! I didn't know if I could or not, but I knew I definitely wanted to try. Nodding in response to his questions, I moaned. His nose grazed my cheek before he turned my face to his, where he held me fully captive and at his mercy.
He crashed his mouth into mine, almost painful in the clash as he forced his tongue inside my mouth, seeking to dominate me so completely. I was overwhelmed by his kiss as he pulled back, panting just as hard as I was. He pushed me back down. “Take my dick in your mouth. If you can handle that, then maybe next time I'll fuck that sweet pussy of yours.”
I clenched at the heat and promise of his words, wetness slicking my thighs as my muscles closed around nothing. Unable to speak, I did as he said, desperate to please him. I sucked his dick into my mouth, my cheeks hollowing at the force, intent on giving him pleasure, unlike anything he’d ever had before.
He growled and grabbed me by the back of my head, pulling my hair slightly, pushing me further down on his cock. As he hit the back of my throat, I breathed through the gag that threatened me and felt his dick jump as my throat massaged him. “Fuck, Trouble,” he whispered, his other hand going to my nipple and pinching.
I cried out, the sound muffled by his dick still inside my mouth. I was completely at his mercy, and I fucking loved it.
A warm hand rubbed along my exposed ass, smoothing down until fingers found my pussy. How had I forgotten Baer was still in the room with us? I was absolutely not complaining as Baer dipped two fingers inside me, Callum pulling my head back and easing his cock from my mouth.
I gasped for breath, moaning as they played with me, toying with my release. I caught a look passing between Callum and Baer as I felt the head of Baer's cock rubbing against my entrance, just barely there. One hard thrust, and he'd be deep inside me.
I tried to rock back, needing him inside me, filling me up, but Callum's hand in my hair held me still. I opened my mouth to beg Baer to fuck me when Callum thrust forward, filling my mouth instead. This time, I did gag slightly, my eyes watering as he pulled back. His hand continued to play with my nipples, pinching and pulling, pain and pleasure mixing to the perfect recipe.
At one time, both men filled me up. Both of them thrust hard into me, filling me up as I exploded around Baer, my moans vibrating across Callum's dick as my pussy milked Baer's cock for everything it was worth.
As I came down, I still wasn’t satisfied, worked into a frenzy by these men. I rocked back, needing Baer deeper as I reached a hand up and played with Callum's balls, tugging gently. My other hand wrapped around Callum's dick, squeezing hard, gagging on his dick each time Baer thrust into me.
“Fuck, Trouble,” Callum groaned out, his eyes closing.
I was the one in control here as these two began to lose themselves in my body, thrusting in and out of me, sometimes in sync and sometimes in an alternating rhythm. Both of them driving me closer to another orgasm.
Baer dipped a finger down into my cum that had leaked from me, swirling a finger over my clit, and causing me to moan around Callum. Callum's moan of pleasure quickly followed mine. Callum thrust deeper, gagging me again when a finger on my ass had me torn. As Baer’s finger pressed against that entrance, he fucked me, and Callum increased his ministrations. The pleasure that rocked through me had me pressing back against Baer's finger, begging for more.
“Fuck, Killer. You're so fucking tight.” He pushed his finger in deeper, stretching me as my backside burned lightly. The contrast of pleasure and pain, right and wrong, had me racing toward another orgasm. Baer started thrusting his finger in and out, synchronized to his thrusts into my pussy. The feeling of fullness in every hole finally pushed me over, and I exploded unable to hold off any longer. Baer and Callum followed me over the edge as every muscle in my body seized, clamping down on them with such force that they couldn’t prolong their releases. Callum's cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed as Baer's dick pulsed inside me.
Callum pulled out first, and I gasped, “Fucking Hell.” My body felt like jelly as I crumpled, Baer’s arm around my waist keeping me from completely collapsing onto the bed.
Callum knelt down until his face was in front of mine. He didn't say anything as he hovered there for the barest of moments before he pressed his mouth to mine and kissed me gently. His kiss was slow and exploring and held more emotion than he'd ever shown me before. Every other time he’d kissed me, it had always been with an uncontrolled hunger, but now, it was as if he was saying thank you .
I cupped his cheek as he pulled back. He stood and tucked himself into his pants. “I'll give you two a minute, but we need to have a meeting. The others are waiting,” he told us gently. The rough edge that was usually in his voice wasn’t present for once, as if this act had changed something within our dynamics. He gave me a soft smile and a nod before he moved for the door.
Baer wrapped an arm around me and pulled me back until we were snuggled together. The door snicked shut as Baer and I basked in the fact that we were both still here, both still alive, and both in love for the first time.