Chapter 27 AND ARE YOU MINE? #3
Orion moved over so Riordan could kneel next to him between my trembling legs. Perhaps it should have made me feel self-conscious when they focused their combined attention on me like that. But I was too busy just trying to breathe after that world-altering climax.
“May I show him?” Orion asked, and I gave a groggy nod of agreement.
After a moment of catching my breath, the murmur of their voices reached me through the blissful haze again.
Tilting my head, I saw Orion cupping his hand behind Riordan’s as he explained the technique and adjusted their hands together.
Before I could anticipate their next move, the combined width of their two fingers pressed together began gently stretching my body again.
I gasped as Orion carefully moved Riordan into the perfect position.
“Got it?” Orion asked, and Riordan gave a low groan of assent right alongside me. He had attuned himself to me via our bond to know when he touched me just right. Which also allowed me to perceive the rough patch that he was touching inside me from his mind.
“Please don’t stop!” I begged. The mere idea of them both inside me at the same time had me squirming with eager desire. Especially when Orion leaned down to trail kisses along Riordan’s shoulder as they began to work my body effortlessly together.
I was on the verge of coming again when Orion pulled both of their fingers free too soon.
“No,” I began to sob, but then my breath caught when Riordan quickly lifted their clasped hands to suck my essence off both their fingers.
Orion was as mesmerized as I was, his eyes dark and hungry as he watched our king teasing him.
But I thought he seemed to hesitate slightly, and Riordan eventually gave a frustrated groan.
“If you will not allow me to reciprocate, then will you at least fuck her tonight?” he growled at his skiá.
Reciprocate? I realized they were communicating half in private so I had missed something. I did not have the opportunity to ask what they meant before Orion looked up at me with a feral intensity that stole my breath.
“And is that what you would—”
“Yes,” I panted, hips lifting toward him. “Yes!”
One corner of his mouth curved as his hand slid down my inner thigh. But then he raised his brow at Riordan who still knelt next to him.
“Are you sure you can wait your turn?” he smirked with a pointed glance at Riordan’s lap.
“I will fuck her after. She would be absolutely no good to you once I am finished with her,” Riordan reassured him as he stood and climbed back onto the bed.
I could tell from the way his cock was pressing right up against his belly that he was right.
He was going to be fucking ruthless, and the anticipation of it almost made me reach for him as he crawled by me.
I tilted my head to watch as he settled back against the headboard where he clearly meant to sit and watch us first.
Orion snorted a laugh, drawing my attention back to him as he leaned over me on one arm to begin unlacing my dress at the side where it fastened.
“Then I shall try to be gentle. This time,” he clarified with a playful wink that made me smile back at him.
Riordan usually became impatient and tore my clothes, but a slow and deliberate undressing was tantalizing in its own way. Especially when Orion’s pupils dilated as soon as he finally peeled the dress away to reveal my body.
“Fuck,” he growled, his hand trailing up my belly to cup and knead one of my breasts. “You are beautiful.”
Riordan gave a grunt of agreement as Orion bent over me to begin kissing his way from my collarbones down until his lips wrapped around one nipple. I groaned as he tugged on it with his teeth.
I watched as he straightened and reached to the laces on his kilt. All this time, and neither me nor Riordan had been given the chance to undress him.
“I want to touch—” I began as I sat up.
“No,” he stopped me with a quick shake of his head. “Tonight I am the one taking,” he explained.
I was unsure what that meant exactly, but I nodded and lay back again to watch him tug off his tunic and expose that beautiful body covered in tattoos and scars. My eyes followed the trail of hair down his stomach as he unlaced his kilt again until that too was peeled away.
Good. Gods. Were all males generously proportioned or was it just griffins?
Orion smiled at my approval and then at Riordan’s too when his eyes flickered up to him. He knelt on the bed, and my heart began pounding once more as he dragged me toward him again and leaned over me. His kiss on my mouth was a delicious mixture of all three of us.
Orion reached between us, drawing a gasp from me as he gently plunged his fingers into me again.
“Fuck, you are so wet,” he groaned gutturally as he used my arousal to coat his straining cock.
Orion leaned over me again to brush himself against me in a glorious caress from my clit to my opening and then back.
I groaned and arched helplessly off the bed in response to the silky feel of him before remembering to check on him.
I was relieved to see his expression was still heated, although he also seemed almost thoughtful as he watched our bodies brushing together again.
“Are you okay?” I asked him.
“Yes. I just… I have never been with a woman like this by choice before,” he murmured before tracing his cock back through my slick centre once more.
“It is your choice this time, Orion. And you can stop anytime. Even after we have begun,” I reassured him.
His eyes darted up to mine as if to check that I meant this promise. I did, which seemed to settle his remaining nerves, and Orion bent to brush our lips together.
“Ready?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I hissed, and then whimpered in encouragement when he notched himself. He gripped just above my waist and held me still as he pushed inside with one slow thrust until he was fully hilted in me.
“Fuck,” he growled, mirroring my internal chanting as he dropped his head down onto my chest. I needed him to start moving, but he hesitated as if recomposing himself. And I did not want to push for anything that he was not yet ready for so I made myself lay still.
Orion finally shifted to brace over me on just one hand and gripped my wrists over my head with the other.
“Hold her,” he commanded Riordan who was happy to comply with a kiss on my knuckles before he pinned my arms down overhead.
Orion took hold of my waist again to hold me as he began to move. And holy gods. He had angled himself so every thrust made his length run along my clit. He began to alternate between long slow plunges and some quicker, more shallow thrusts until I was ready to come undone.
The urge to touch him was undeniable, but Riordan held my hands down.
He peppered kisses along my arms every time I pulled against his hold.
I was unsure if Orion had asked him to do it simply to include Riordan or if he wanted to prevent me from touching him.
I wanted to be respectful of boundaries he set, but there was no denying that the restraint also made things even more exciting.
And the way he watched me, completely absorbed in every breath and groan, made me the centre of his world.
There was no discomfort or uncertainty in his every slow but powerful and intentional thrust. I was not sure what to expect from sex with him, but it definitely was not this exquisite lovemaking.
He was so attentive as he adjusted the way he moved in perfect response to whatever tells he seemed to be reading from my body.
My next climax was a slow cresting, a hitch of breath, and then a long sigh against his lips when he lowered his face to mine as if to breathe it in.
The groan that rumbled out of him at the sensation of my sex milking his length was utterly gut-wrenching.
And Riordan kissing my arms and shoulder seemed to make it feel even sweeter.
Once my pleasure had been fully wrung out of me by his patient strokes, Orion shifted nimbly onto his knees.
He dragged my hips with him and rested them between his thighs to ensure our bodies did not separate.
Then he continued to thrust much harder this time as he pressed down lightly on my lower stomach again.
Which caused that highly sensitive spot inside me to be pressed more fully against his cock as he pistoned into me.
I screamed this time when I came, clenching his cock over and over in spasms until he leaned back over me.
One of his arms looped under my ass to hold my hips up against his so he could bury himself as deep as he could get while he came completely undone.
And the sound of him losing his breath and moaning through each residual spasm was easily one of the sexiest things I’d ever heard.
When Riordan released my arms, I wrapped them around Orion without thinking, but thankfully, he seemed more than happy to accept my embrace.
So I held onto him, enjoying the bliss of a post-orgasm haze and breathing in his comforting scent.
A scent that somehow seemed to intensify when he turned his head and began running his forehead back and forth over my shoulder.
It seemed to be intentional although I had no idea what it meant.
That magnetic tug, which I’d felt between us before the battle in Erétria, suddenly flared again. I felt Orion tense as my awareness turned to exploring the budding bond this time instead of shutting it down immediately.
“I will never force this. But I do want it,” I admitted, and he squeezed me tighter against him.
“I want it too, I am just…” Orion trailed off, but he did not need to finish his sentence for me to know his fears.
“I want you, Orion,” I insisted as my hands began to run soothingly up and down his back.
Riordan usually put his wings away during intimacy so it was strange to feel those feathered joints between Orion’s shoulder blades.
From over his shoulder, I could see them lying almost flat on the bed on either side of us in utter capitulation.
“You can never take it back once this bond is forged between us,” he warned me.
“I am sure of you,” I promised him, kissing his neck and his shoulder in tender affection. I felt him clench me even tighter again as he buried his face in my neck.
“Then have me,” he whispered.
That was all the invitation I needed. I leaned into that magnetic feeling between us, and it felt just the same as it had when I formed the bond with Riordan.
Like my mind shattered and reformed almost instantly in a new order.
Even Riordan gasped above us as his place in both of our minds was shifted to make space for the new bond.
It took a moment for us all to catch our breath before Orion lifted his head to look down at me. Now that I was more familiar with how the bond felt, I could better sense it when he lowered his mental shield between us.
Pure emotion speared through me, the kind of awe and gratitude that I could not even begin to fathom.
Hello, little mate, he whispered right into my mind.