Chapter 9
Narrowing my eyes at the vampire, I bury my fingers in Khol’s hair.
For a moment, our gazes lock as we struggle for control, but I’m much more stubborn than him.
I’ll play within our rules as agreed unless he refuses to finish what he started.
“Telling them what I said will only be the first step. You’ll have to sleep with one eye open, bloodsucker. ”
His laugh vibrates over my skin and I glare harder, knowing he’s using the tiniest fraction of the powers vampires his age can wield.
Slowly, he walks forward until he’s within inches of me.
I pant softly, irritated and worked up to a new level of buzzing emotion.
When I don’t expound, he merely turns his head to look at Revelin.
“Prince, remove the remaining clothing.”
Good to know the magical cuffs don’t cut off all his magic.
I barely have time to register that before I feel every bit of Tier behind me, his hard shaft pressed against me tantalizingly.
My pulse thrums in my veins and my magic hums inside of me as I look at the bound Fae in his dark, rocker glory, my tattooed bad boy with lithe grace and shining patches of scales, and then finally, the perfection of my asshat vampire’s pale, sculpted form.
They’re all ridiculously hot and for a brief second, I feel a twinge of insecurity.
Sure, I do okay, but never guys like this—powerful, rich, and exuding sex like they were made to showcase it. Can this really be my future? Can they actually find—
“No.”
I blink, shaking my head as Dezi stares into my eyes with his crimson ones. “What?”
“You will not do that.” He steps closer, finally putting a hand on my chin as he jerks it up to make certain I don’t turn away. “I’m not reading your mind, witchling, but the look in your eyes betrayed you. Whatever nonsense you were entertaining in your head is simply that… utter nonsense.”
Easy for Count McHotFangs to say.
“Knuckles, all of us are damn near biting our mouths bloody to hold back. We want you and this… so stop. over. thinking. it.”
Tiernan’s soft whisper in my ear drains the doubt from me as easily as magic. I bat my lashes up at Dezi, giving him a purposefully doe-like expression. “If you’re so into me, then show me.”
He moves so fast it’s little more than a blur as he shifts Khol to deal with Revelin and presses me into Tiernan.
The three of us are wedged so closely together that I giggle when an errant thought about their dicks bumping beneath me flits through my brain.
My placid leopard chuckles when Dezi looks confused, brushing his nose up the side of my neck before he clues him in.
“She just realized we’re crossing swords down below.”
I swear that cat knows me so well it’s actually creepy.
“Ahhh… well, as amusing as the imagery may be, I believe we can work together in this instance.” He shifts his hips and they both rub along my drenched slit, making me shiver in pleasure. “Can you do it, witchling? Are you ready for us both?”
His lips are by my other now and he’s caging Tier and I in with his arms as they move. I suck in a breath, trying not to whimper as they tease me. I know it’s what he wants and I’ll be damned if he’s getting it yet. “Maybe…. but I want to hear what the boys are doing over there.”
“You could if his mouth wasn’t double stuffed, Sassy,” Khol grunts. A muffled groan I know is Revelin echoes through the air in response, and I grin.
“Now I’m ready,” I murmur to the vampire as my pussy floods. “I enjoy knowing everyone’s having fun equally.”
“Noted,” he rasps before nipping my ear. Lifting his head, he looks at Tiernan over my shoulder. “You first kitty; that equipment needs to settle in the right place.”
My leopard doesn’t waste a second before he buries his cock in me and my head drops back as I moan.
Fuck. Yes. Drawing in a ragged breath, I squeeze him tightly until he makes the sexy cat yowl I love to hear.
It feels like I’ve been waiting for-fucking-ever—and now I’m ready to be railed into the next damn city.
“Ah-ah, Fiadh… no tempting him to race ahead,” Dezi rumbles as he grips my chin and forces me to look at him again.
His hands move to squeeze my breasts, and I shudder as both Tier and I twitch.
“Before I bury myself inside you, I want you to look at me and keep your eyes on me as we fuck you. Oui?”
“Yes.”
The immediate agreement makes him grin fangily, and he leans in close. “And you consent to all of that which goes with our little group event, oui?”
I swallow hard, knowing that means I’m likely to be sporting a lot of fucking bite marks tomorrow. And fuck knows what else will happen since I haven’t screwed a guy without mating him in months. “I do.”
“Very good girl, my little witchling.” That said, his dick thrust inside of me, stretching me to the maximum as it joins Tier’s thick cock in my cunt.
My eyes stay on his, but the scream that rips from my throat would make lesser people think I’m being murdered.
These men, however, react with their individual versions of dark growls.
The air in the bedroom fills with energy when Dezi and Tiernan move, pulling out and pushing into me in opposite motions.
Every full thrust makes me moan and dig my nails into Dezi’s biceps harder until I draw blood—-which only makes everything speed up.
Magic sparkles through the air and I gasp as one of Rev’s vines find my clit, teasing it as he sucks Khol’s dicks.
I try to hold back the power that slowly built up while we played, but it shoves its way out of my skin into the atmosphere.
My skin glows again and the scent of flowers and honey permeates the room as thoroughly as sweat and desire.
Something is coming, and it’s not just me…
“Fiadh Morgenstern… you are ours,” Dezi says in a dark voice. “Sangele celor Destina?i este sangele celor damna?i.”
“I’m so close… I want…”
“Shh, baby… just a little longer,” Tiernan whispers.
I have no idea how he knows what’s going on besides being so full I can barely breathe. “But Tier…”
“Leg?turile dintre cei vii, legende ?i noapte sunt sacre. Covenul este unul pentru totdeauna.”
A soft implosion of magic ripples over all of us, and suddenly, it’s all clear. Gripping Dezi tightly, I growl at him. “Finish it.”
My command has the same effect as a fucking bomb, because Tiernan and Dezi hammer into me like they’re trying to split me in two.
The snarls from the bed seem to get close as my vision blurs and my body shudders.
I can feel how big this orgasm will be and I take a deep breath before it slams into me like a goddamn truck.
Limbs shiver, my teeth gnash, and a loud wail echoes off the wall as I clench around the two men hard.
The impact of the climax is enough to make me go limp between them—until I feel it.
All four of them strike at the same time from a different side and I’m not only full of dick, but fangs.
Hades take me because I’m motherfucking dead.
Biting and suckling send me into another shuddering bout of screams and, finally, I feel the men inside of me come.
The pinching catch of Tier’s hook and the swelling of Dezi’s compliment one another as they slow their hips.
Splashes of hot cum on my hips tell me Khol and Revelin found their peaks as well, but all I can really focus on is the goddamn marking they’re all still doing.
I’m going to look like an animal attack victim tomorrow…
When spots dance in front of my eyes, I lift a lazy hand, slapping the vampire’s arm. “Oi… dinner’s over.”
He lifts his head, mouth stained with blood, and darts forward to kiss me for the second time since we met. “You’re a five-star meal, witchling.”
Khol snorts, retracting his fangs as well before he leans in to kiss me next. “Best spicy pie I’ve ever tasted.”
Oh, for the energy to smack him.
“Shut it,” is all I manage.
Revelin pulls back, too, licking his lips as he smirks at me. “And you glow like a Fae rave. It’s our own little blood orgy.”
I groan as Dezi pulls his dick out, followed by Tiernan.
Definitely going to walk funny tomorrow.
The entire world is going to be staring at the Fiadh show.
I’ll have to figure out how to keep them from noticing.
And I’ll have to make sure whoever takes me to shop pulls some clothes that will facilitate bite marks and hobbling in the future.
“Uh-oh, she frowned,” Khol says. “Time to get her snuggly and distract her before she freaks about the whole ‘forever’ thing.”
That’s what I wanted to ask this jackass.
“You speak Romanian?” My curious gaze meets Dezi’s as Rev magics the sheets and equipment into a bin across the room, then replaces the bed linens before Khol sits me down. “Why? And why do I suddenly fucking understand it?”
Dezi shrugs. “I have lived in so many countries, Fiadh. I speak Romanian, French, Latin, Italian…the list goes on. Why you understand, I suppose it’s part of the coven bonding.”
Blinking, I sit up on the bed. “You suppose?”
“Well, I have only bonded with two covens before, but they were… not mates. They were for family nesting as vamps do. And it was a long, long time ago when I first came to America. It ended badly.”
My brain damn near short-circuits and I have no idea which thing to address first.
Luckily, Revelin hops into bed beside me, pressing close to my glowing skin. “You’re gonna break her, Ruby. She can only flip out about like four things at once before she goes ‘Hulk’ and starts blasting shit. Gotta keep that in mind, man.”
“She is right here, dumbass, and every one of you had better quit referring to me like some task you manage.” I cross my arms over my chest. “I don’t care how fucking mind blowing that shit was; I’ll punish myself to punish you worse.”
“Now that I believe,” Tiernan says, as he hops on and grabs my feet.
“But there’s no need. Remember, this dickhead and Rev have lived like stupid amounts of time.
They don’t even know what past shit they haven’t told us because there’s so damn much of it.
When I started working mostly for this idiot, it’s one of the things he said to me—that I have to remind him I’m not a thousand years old and I haven’t been with him forever. ”
Rev grins as he picks up a strand of my hair to braid it. “It’s true. I forget more than most people know in their whole lives. Mr. Stuffy Pants Vamp is probably the same.”
I cut my eyes to him, and he nods, looking chagrined. “The Prince is correct. You may have to assume that I haven’t told you something yet, it’s because I simply didn’t consider it important or relevant. Or, sadly, I may have forgotten it until that very moment.”
“That’s just peachy,” I snark as I squint at him. “And are you going to join us, or are you snubbing my snuggle time? One hint which will make me homicidal.”
He arches a brow, but crawls into the pile without protest. It’s quiet for a moment before he speaks. “You will all have to be balanced, you know. It’s… a thing with me.”
Khol pops his head up off my stomach. “Dude, I have two dicks and a twin. I don’t know how much more balanced I could be.”
The heaved sigh makes me chuckle, but I wait for Dezi to expound.
“There are three sets of pierced nipples. Two pierced dicks out of five. So on and so on. Snakelet, you will count all the metal and ink and make me a list. Visual balance is important and we will rectify the issue in the tour cities little by little.”
Tiernan’s eyes widen, and I know he’s worried because he’s the least inked or pierced. “Why?”
“Oh, that is a question for later, kitty cat. But rest assured, you will all enjoy it very much,” Dezi says with a smug grin. “Now rest until it is time to get clean.”
Damnit, let a vamp give you a bunch of inches and they take a fucking mile, I swear to hell.