Chapter Nineteen
August held me against his chest, laughing softly. He’d dropped the walls he used to hide behind, and instead of looking away, he held eye contact. My heart melted as he let me see everything he felt for me.
After our partial bond last night, I’d been able to pick up part of his thoughts and finally understood why he’d been so determined to leave. This man, who thought he couldn’t show me love, had so much love in his eyes it stole my breath.
Last night, he’d protected not only my body, but Jazriel’s because it mattered to me. Not once had he winced, groaned, or shown any sign of the damage being done to his back. He’d kissed me like we were the only two there, and all the while he’d been taking the blows meant for me.
Then he’d managed to get the three of us back to the lodge and guarded us all day, ignoring his need to rest and heal.
For a man who didn’t think he could love me enough, he’d shown a depth of devotion and love beyond my wildest dreams.
August cupped my face, his touch slightly hesitant. Was that because he worried I was weak and needed to rest? Or was he afraid of moving too fast and pushing me away?
“So what’s next, my beautiful bluebird?” His hand was so large it covered half my face, and he easily brushed his thumb across my bottom lip. “I want to make sure I’m part of the team, and that I’m there when you need me.”
“You were there when I needed you. Just like you were when the cliff collapsed, and when the bear tried to eat me, and when the moose tap-danced on me.” Darting out my tongue, I licked his thumb, enjoying the flare of his nostrils and the rumble in his chest that such a simple touch caused.
He’d gone from feeling nothing to feeling everything.
“I was going to figure out how to capture Azurea, or at least how to lure her back into Cucalas. But Arabelle says I need to go to Colorado first.” This time, when August’s thumb brushed my bottom lip, I sucked it into my mouth.
“Iolani,” he groaned, and his length twitched where it was pressed between our bodies.
“Do you trust her?” Jazriel asked, sliding from the bed to the floor beside us.
Releasing August’s thumb with a pop, I nodded. “I do. She helped me find you.”
“And what are you supposed to find there?” Jazriel’s eyes glittered in anticipation… but of what?
I scrunched my nose, trying to figure out what mischief he was up to. His mind was quiet, not giving me any clues.
“Orland Claiborne,” I answered warily. “My third mate?—”
August snarled, his right hand sliding to my throat. “You should have worn my mark first, and it’s my fault that didn’t happen. But I swear I will not allow another male to have your body before me.”
“Oh,” I squeaked, shocked at his shift from labrador to feral wolf.
Yessss!Jazriel hissed. Get ready, because he’s about to erupt from the sexual tension he’s been building up.
Jazriel had known how August would react to the mention of another male, and was practically rubbing his hands together in glee.
His left hand gripped my butt, grinding his hips upwards against me. “You are mine, Iolani of Cucalas.”
I should probably tell him I’m the Queen of Cucalas…
Definitely not!Jazriel protested. Let’s save that for another day.Now, brace yourself…
What are you planning?
Jazriel winked at me. “August, I may have taken her first, but I kept myself from tasting her… barely.”
August’s body vibrated beneath me. “Is this true? He hasn’t devoured you?”
“He hasn’t.” My cheeks burned and my body warmed as I imagined his tongue lapping at the ache between my thighs.
Jazriel pulled me off August and settled me on the floor between his powerful thighs. He pressed my back against his chest, then gently parted my legs, opening me to August’s hungry gaze.
“You seem to have a particular fixation on tasting her, so I’ve waited to show her this particular pleasure. Consider us even for saving my life the night we first met.”
August was kneeling between my thighs before Jazriel stopped speaking. When he leaned in, my thighs trembled, and on reflex, I started to close my thighs.
Jazriel held my thighs open, giving August access to my soaked heat. It was insanely erotic to have my mate offering me up to my other mate.
August’s head dipped, and he breathed the fragrance of my arousal deep into his lungs. My pulse pounded in my ears and my body flushed again.
When August lay flat on his belly and pressed a soft kissed to my throbbing entrance, I nearly wept.
“So sweet,” he purred, his tongue tracing the length of my slit.
“August,” I moaned, wanting more but finding it dirty to tell him what I needed.
“She wants you to be rough,” Jazriel volunteered.
“Jaz— OH!” I whimpered as August’s tongue plunged deep inside my tight channel.
The now familiar building of pleasure in my stomach wound itself tighter with each lap of his tongue. When he ground his tongue against my clit, I gasped, arching off the floor.
August laughed, his mouth pressed tight against me and sending vibrations through my over sensitive nerves. He alternated lapping up my arousal and delving his tongue inside me. The dark need inside me demanded release, but still he continued to bring me to the edge and then back away right before pleasure erupted.
Jazriel’s hands moved to cup my breasts, kneading the aching flesh and sending more slick heat between my thighs. August purred in delight, and his hands slipped under my butt, tilting my pelvis to give him better access. This time, when his tongue plunged inside me, it was thicker, stretching me as it licked at the cream far deeper than a human tongue could reach.
My fingers sank into his hair, shamelessly holding him between my thighs as I writhed between my mates. The men worked my body into a frenzy, refusing to allow me my release until I was begging.
With a final thrust of his tongue, I shattered into a thousand pieces—or at least that’s what it felt like. I rode the waves of pleasure, screaming as August caused a second and third orgasm thanks to his eagerness to lap up the rush of cream that accompanied my orgasms.
“So beautiful.” Jazriel’s voice was husky as he stared down into my eyes.
August pulled back, placing a final soft kiss on my inner thigh. His eyes were heavy-lidded, and he licked his lips. He stood, shoving his pants over his hips and letting his erection spring free. I watched, utterly mesmerized, as he gripped it, running his hand along the length.
“Feed him,” August ordered.
“Wh…what?” I croaked. This was not the time to stop for food.
“Dip your fingers into your cream and let him taste you.”
I trembled with lust, thoroughly turned on by his dominance. But what if Jazriel doesn’t want it…
“I want it.” Jazriel’s breathing had turned harsh. “You have no idea.”
My hand shook as I dipped my fingers inside and felt them grow slick.
“Good girl.” August’s voice was pure gravel and his hand movements grew rougher on his erection.
Tilting my head back, I offered the two fingers to Jazriel. He sucked them into his mouth, humming in pleasure as his tongue circled my fingers to get every drop.
My temperature soared and fired flickered on my skin, “I… I… need?—”
I didn’t have to finish asking for what I wanted. Without a word of discussion, and in a single smooth movement, the men flipped me around and put me on my knees, facing Jazriel.
August gripped my hip with his left hand and used his right to guide his hard erection inside me. Once he’d pushed in as far as he could go, August moved both hands to my hips. With each roll of his hips, August rocked my hips in perfect rhythm.
All I could do was try to breathe as he stoked that feral lust pacing in my belly. As he thrust into me faster, and his movements turned rougher, I placed a hand on Jazriel’s shoulder to steady myself.
He ducked his head and sucked my nipple into the heat of his mouth.
“Ooooh. I don’t think I can handle this,” I gasped.
Instead of slowing, August plunged harder into me and Jazriel’s mouth licked and sucked with enthusiasm.
Using my free hand, I reached down and wrapped my fingers along Jazriel’s stiff erection. My pegasus mate groaned, his hot breath against my skin.
Loving his sensitivity to my touch, I called my magic to my hand and carefully sent tiny electrical pulses into his cock.
Jazriel cursed and thrust himself into my hand. “You are playing dirty, little mate. But two can play at this game.”
His fingers brushed against my ribs, and my breasts, and my neck, and my legs… all at the same time. But that was impossible.
Blinking through my lust, I glanced down to find wisps of dark smoke rolling from his hands. They teased and stroked, touch me everywhere. It was a sensation overload.
“I’m so close,” I panted. “Please.”
August shifted slightly, and when he thrust inside me again, it stroked me in all the right ways. At the same time, Jazriel’s wispy magic teased my clit and his tongue curled around the hardened peak of my nipple.
I came, screaming their names as stars exploded in my vision. I’m pretty sure I was seeing the Milky Way galaxy as I tried to keep from passing out from the pure ecstasy of making love with both my mates.
My walls clamped around August, milking him.
“You’re mine!” he roared as orgasmic pleasure rocked him.
“Yes, yours,” I whimpered.
Fiery magic burst from my chest and circled our heads. From the corner of my eye, I watched it drop behind August. My heart swelled as my mark was branded on his back.
August wrapped his fingers around my upper arm, and his hand began to glow. When he pulled away, I stared in awe at the talons wrapped around my bicep.
When my lust had exploded and my magic had burst free, I’d accidentally sent a surge straight into Jazriel’s erection. He’d shouted in pleasure, and his cock jerked in my hand as he joined us in bliss.
We collapsed onto the floor, my sweat-slick body tangling with my mates’. It was ten minutes before any of us found the strength to speak.
I broke the silence. “So how long before we can do that again?”
“You have no idea how much I want to, but we’re going to need some time to recover.” August’s words were muffled against my lower back. “I’m not sure I will ever be able to move again.”
“I think I might have pulled every muscle in my body,” Jazriel groaned. “For a minute there, I thought I was going to die.”
“But you didn’t die.” I laughed, licking Jazriel’s chest, and lacing my fingers with August’s. “So just walk it off!”