Page 77 of Immortal Burden

“You,” Jaxon realized, a low rumble of discontent escaping him.

Lucian stepped into the fray, eyeing Jaxon shrewdly as his hands swept along my shoulders and down my back, the soothing sensuality of his touch making me moan out, a wave of relaxation surging through me. “Check your possessiveness and attend to what truly matters here.” His tongue teased the side of my neck and my eyes rolled back in my head. “The Sorceress’s pleasure.”

“I don’t share,” Jaxon gritted out, but as he took in my reactions to Lucian and Ryker’s attentions, I saw his expression soften somewhat. “It’s not the way,” he murmured, seeming unsure, struggling with the odd reality here.

“These are extraordinary circumstances,” Lucian told him.

As Lucian and Ryker stepped up their sensual torment and I sank deep into their pleasurable touches, Jaxon tightened his grip on me and finally began to move again.

Slow, deep thrusts, making me feel every delicious inch of him buried deep inside me.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, moving with him.

Caught up in a torrent of erotic bliss, I was only vaguely aware of Lucian’s hands moving lower.

Until he parted my ass cheeks and a warm, wet sensation had me bucking.

I strained to look over my shoulder at him and, to my astonishment, I found him on his knees holding me open, his tongue circling my asshole.

Jaxon cursed, as the foreign sensation had me beside myself, clenching down around his dick harder than before.

“Don’t fucking stop,” I heard him tell Lucian. “Goddamn.”

Ryker leaned in, his lips tasting mine, then slid a finger inside me, gliding along Jaxon’s dick, and stretching me open more still. It had Jaxon throwing his head back, his fingers digging into my thighs.

It was all too much, the pleasure approaching an epic crescendo that I wasn’t sure I could handle.

“Ah!” I cried out as Jaxon and Ryker started to move together and Lucian stepped up his torment of my asshole, his tongue breaching me. “It’s too much. I… I can’t!” I cried.

“Let it come,” Ryker urged me, peppering my lips with reassuring kisses.

While Ryker was tender and loving and Lucian was carefully-controlled seductive dominance, Jaxon was the untamed element, bringing rough and hard to the table.

All of a sudden, all the candles around the room went out, jarring all of us.

The room reverberated with a growl—this time, not Jaxon’s. Not a wolf’s.

It was unlike anything I’d ever heard before.

Not human.

Not animal.

Monstrous.

I gasped as I watched the walls begin to bleed, copious amounts actually dripping down them.

And then the entire place started to shake, the violence of it akin to an actual earthquake.

Lucian and Ryker pulled away abruptly.

With a burst of speed, Lucian was suited.

He tossed Ryker his clothes, then offered me my chemise.

Jaxon growled. “No.”

“Something is coming,” Lucian told him.

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