Chapter 52

Vesper

Oryx hoisted me over his shoulder, my body dangled helplessly against his back. As he turned, I caught a glimpse of my two fathers tearing frantically at each other's clothing, their reunion taking a passionate turn.

I blinked back the tears at the reunion but my emotions were everywhere.

I have two fathers. Two parents that never existed in my life before and now I am being dragged away by my two lovers.

Where should my attention go exactly?

Oryx stomped down the long hallway with Veylor at his side.

I watched, mesmerized, as Veylor yanked at Oryx's cape, the sound of leather straps tearing from fabric sent heat rushing through me.

It reminded me of those viral videos where a guy slowly unbuckles a belt, except this is real and happening right before my eyes.

At the hallway's end, we arrived at the room I'd escaped from earlier.

Veylor kicked the door open with unnecessary force, showing off, clearly, and scanned the space with hungry eyes.

A smile spread across his face as he exchanged a knowing nod with Oryx, who unceremoniously dumped me onto the mattress like a sack of potatoes.

I squealed and sat up straight, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Hang on a minute, I’m mad at the both of you. You let me get kidnapped. Again!” I huffed in fake annoyance.

It wasn’t necessarily their fault, but I mean, come on. I could put up a fight if I want to.

Veylor's fingers worked methodically at the bands of his tunic, each one coming undone with deliberate slowness. His eyes never left mine as the fabric loosened. "That anger of yours... it's just for show, isn't it, pet?"

Oryx ripped off his pants with one swoop of his arms, the material ripping faster than the eye could see.

Oh, Shadow people help me.

“Why,” I purred. “Are you reading my mind again?”

Veylor pulled off his tunic, his gray skin glistening in the morning light.

This was the most light I had seen on either of them.

I couldn't help but stare at Veylor's glistening skin, the light casted a surreal glow over his features.

It was a stark contrast to the usual dimness that surrounded us in the shadows.

Oryx, on the other hand, had his hand on his large cock, pumping it vigorously. Not a sense of sensuality at all.

Oryx pressed his forehead against Veylor's temple, a silent command that made Veylor turn toward him.

Their faces came close, Oryx's tongue tracing a wet path from the hollow of Veylor's throat to the curve of his jaw before their tongues intertwined.

As they devoured each other mere feet from where I sat, my skin prickled with heat, every inch of fabric against my body suddenly an unbearable constraint.

Oryx growled. “Our pet is hungry for us. Should we deprive her?”

I rubbed my legs together and crawled backwards on the bed. Oryx turned his massive skull toward me, his ears lay back on his head. “Where do you think you are going?”

Veylor waved his arm in front of Oryx and held him back. “Before we take our pet, there is one important task that needs to be dealt with.”

Oryx huffed in annoyance, his cock bobbed. Black come dripped to the floor and the shine of his arousal that coated him was evident.

Curses, I was already so wet.

I licked my lips and Veylor stood in front of Oryx’s growing problem. “We are bonding right now, bathing in the golden light of these mountains, and I will not have you two going at it and then Oryx spills his seed too early.”

I blinked back in surprise and stared up at both of them.

“Here? Now? My fathers are in the other room!”

High-pitched clings of pots and pans fell to the floor. Shouts of pleasure and names being called filled my ears. “Please shut the door.” I shook my head. “Even if I have just met them, I really can’t.”

Oryx shut the door, his tail swayed behind him. When he came back, his body faced Veylor who had an unreadable expression on his face.

“Vesper, do you remember when we made our agreement that I would not harm a hair on your head, otherwise you could take control of my heart? That meant you would take control over me, and my power?”

I tilted my head and slowly nodded. That was ages ago, why was he bringing it up now?

Veylor pressed his palm against Oryx's broad chest. Darkness pooled beneath his fingers, spinning into a vortex that deepened with each rotation. The swirling shadows carved what looked like an entrance into Oryx's flesh—a perfect void where solid form should be.

Oryx stood completely still, he was in full trust as Veylor’s hand descended into Oryx’s chest cavity. I covered my mouth in shock as I watched Veylor pull out a blackened heart.

The shadows stopped swirling and Oryx patted his chest to feel the firmness was still there. “Strange.”

That wasn’t even the weird part, Veylor walked to the head of the bed where I was and in his hand was an extra heart still beating. There wasn’t any blood, it just thumped like it was still in a body.

Please don’t ask me to hold it.

Veylor chuckled. “My pet doesn’t want to hold my heart, yet can sew up body parts with her eyes closed?”

I swallowed heavily. “That’s your heart? It’s been in Oryx this whole time?” Oryx sniffed at it.

Vaylor nodded. “He is practically indestructible.”

We were all silent for a time.

“It’s strange. It’s still beating,” I whispered.

Veylor sat on the bed, the heart came closer to me. While I have always had a strong connection with Oryx, felt safe with him the moment I meant him, Veylor I had reservations about.

But now?

His heartbeat wildly in his hand, and my curiosity got the better of me.

I leaned forward and took a single finger and traced the outside.

My body felt so full, just as I do with Oryx.

The love that overflowed with my monster began to fill with Veylor.

A strong connection that I felt was slightly lacking, the trust that I still was building with Veylor, it was here… all right here.

Suddenly, lines appeared, smoke, the shadows encompassed it.

“My soul has been crushed to create magik, but I did not destroy all of it. I could be more powerful, bring more spirits from the Under Shadows to do my bidding.” He shook his head.

“Something held me back, however.” He grabbed my hand and let it rest on top of his heart.

“The thought of being completely soulless was terrifying but bringing back Oryx was all I thought about. At the last moment I left the tiniest parts of me in here.”

My thumb rubbed across the smooth surface.

“What I mean to say is,” Veylor said frustratedly. “It wasn’t strong enough to make me see you for who you are to me in the beginning but I wouldn’t change it for how it finally brought us together.”

My lip curled into a smile. “Yeah, we had a rough go didn’t we?”

Veylor nodded. “I apologize, it was…”

I pressed my finger to his lips. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, you have two other souls to fill you up now, huh?”

Oryx crawled onto the bed, his tail wrapped around Veylor’s arm with his beating heart. “Yes, we will help fill you up. In your soul and body.”

I snorted, and nudged Oryx’s shoulder.

Tendrils of shadow lifted Veylor's heart, suspending it above us like a dark moon. I watched, transfixed by its rhythmic pulse, as their weight settled onto the mattress beside me. Their fingers found the laces of my corset, tugging at the intricate knots with growing impatience.

“Why do females have to wear such complicated clothing,” Oryx huffed and finally ripped the shoulder of the material.

“It’s best to savor sometimes my love. Our pet screams louder and fills your belly more.”

Before I could come back with a retort, Veylor’s mouth was on my exposed breast and Oryx’s tail had wrapped around my leg. Someone, because there were too many touches to understand who was who had pushed my underwear to the side. His tail probed between my folds and gently glided inside.

That’s new.

I wiggled in their grasps, feeling the clothing fall away, the shadows lifting and then discarding the clothing off the sides of the bed.

“I know you like to be in charge, Oryx, but to complete our bonding, you need to listen closely to what I say. We will leave it as a surprise for our pet.”

I growled in frustration as Oryx's tail continued to pump into me and Veylor’s cock rubbed at my hip. “What surprise?”

Oryx’s tongue licked up my cheek. His tail had wiggled his way up my body and caressed my cheek before he slid it into my mouth. “Taste this and listen. We will move your body where you need it, you need not do a thing.”

I bit his tail playfully, and he extracted it from my mouth. “You can’t be serious.”

“Deadly,” Veylor said and cupped my mound. “Because one wrong move could split you in half.”

My mouth hung open in shock until hands were all over me, lifting me onto all fours. Veylor laid on his back, so his head was between my thighs. He pulled my pussy roughly to his mouth.

“Sit, darling, and grind your clit into my face.”

Don’t have to tell me twice.

My fingers tangled in his hair, anchoring me as waves of pleasure rippled through my body. His mouth hummed against my most sensitive flesh, sending shivers up my spine. I caught my lower lip between my teeth, desperate to contain the sounds threatening to escape.

Behind me, Oryx's warm hand gripped my hip while the unmistakable wet sounds of his other hand working his length reached my ears.

“That’s it, let him lap at that pretty clit,” Oryx whispered as he hovered over us. His hand gripped tighter into my hip as I tried to hold myself up, especially when I felt the slick of Oryx’s lubricated fingers enter me.

Veylor hummed again, the thickness of Oryx’s fingers and the quick lapping of Veylor’s tongue was quickly bringing me close to the edge.

“Fuck,” I whispered, grinding my pussy against Veylor’s mouth.

Oryx chuckled deeply behind me. “Not too hard, pet, I need to put another two fingers inside you.” He lifted my hips just enough and slipped another two fingers inside. “That’s it. Three thick fingers for our little pet.”

It was so tight, so unbelievably tight. The thrusts of his hand and Veylor’s mouth between my legs was becoming unbearable.

“I’m going to come—”

“No,” Oryx growled. “Not yet.” His tongue swiped my shoulder. He pulled his fingers back and went to set another finger inside.

Not, four.

Oryx’s fingers were thick, there wasn’t a way…

“Shh, my pretty pet is greedy. She will take my fingers.”

I nearly preened at his praise. I loved it when he talked me into things. I put my complete trust in him especially when he began to talk me through it. “Good, pet, just like that. Look how well you take all four.”

The stretch of his knuckles sent fire through me, each withdrawal and plunge making me gasp and rock back to meet him. Veylor's grip tightened on my waist as his mouth sealed against me, drawing a desperate cry from my lips.

“That’s it,” Oryx snarled. “Come all over my fingers. I want you to come into his mouth.”

I arched like a drawn bow, mouth open in a soundless cry as pleasure crashed through me in relentless waves. Sweat slicked my skin, my pulse thundered in my ears, and every nerve ending sparked with electric life.

Oryx pulled his fingers from me, slurping them in front of me. My weak body was moved to straddle Oryx and Veylor arose from the bed and planted a passionate kiss on my lips.

Veylor's shadows cradled me, suspending me just high enough that my still-throbbing flesh brushed against the ridged underside of Oryx's length. Each sucker along his shaft pulsed rhythmically, creating a gentle suction against my swollen lips that made me gasp.

“I hope you aren’t too tired, because, the best part is yet to come, darling,” Veylor ran his hands up my body from behind, his knees straddled over Oryx.

Oryx looked as smug as he could with his skull. He laid his massive head on the pillow and had his hands resting underneath.

“I cannot promise I will not touch the both of you. You both look delectable.” Oryx licked his maw from one side to the other.

I panted. “More to come?”

“In order to bond you we must be inside you, at the same time. One entry.” Veylor ran his hand up Oryx’s dick that was hugging my mound. “Then a claiming mark. It's rather barbaric, perhaps that is why the higher ranking fae didn’t believe in it.”

A shiver ran through me, and Oryx's bone-white face tilted playfully. "Our little pet has a fondness for teeth."

Veylor chuckled darkly. “I think she might be more interested in double penetration.”

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