His wolf mutters, deep in his chest, a low velvet rumble of affection and pleasure.
Still linked tight through our bond, Lucius rolls onto his back and pulls me with him. Now I’m sprawled on my back too, with his bestial strength pressed into my spine. His thighs spread me wide so all our guys can see his ruddy shaft pushing ruthlessly in and out of my glistening folds. His hands, hard and callused from running through the woods on all fours, wrap around my tits and thumb my pierced nipples roughly.
A current of pleasure sweeps through me, sweet and sharp. Stars sparkle and burst before my half-mast eyes.
Or maybe that’s my power rising.
The Avalon skies are alight with violet lightning.
My headmaster’s offering me to anyone who wants me in a way that feels obscene but is so fucking hot. I let my head fall back against his chest and squirm against him, enjoying this sense of being spread and dicked and helpless, offered up to the whole room for fucking.
In a blink, Vasili coils between our spread thighs and rears over me with a hiss.
But he’s not alone.
Zephyr, with his uncanny Fae speed, crowds right in next to him. Behind the green slash of his eyepatch, his wild face burns with smoldering purpose. His lips part to expose his tiny fangs and his hair spills over one shoulder in a silky green tangle.
At least, he’s finally left his swords behind.
“Careful, Your Imperiousness,” V sneers at him. “You’re not the tyrannical king in this little harem. That distinction belongs to me. If you join, I’m your alpha.”
Zephyr’s smoldering gaze shifts from my spread and spitted form to drift slowly over the naked warlock lurking at his side.
“Vasili Nikolayevich Romanov,” my Dark Fae breathes. “I’ll not deny I have… certain designs… in mind for you. But I won’t challenge you for her. Tonight I only wish to share. ’Tis what you do in this harem, is it not? Do you not share… everything?”
By now, Zephyr’s stare has made its way over V’s sleek abs and streamlined hips to my snake’s pretty cock, which is once again erect and straining and ready for me.
Clearly I’m not all Zephyr wants a piece of.
Needless to say, I thoroughly approve. But Vasili’s cagey and tricky as fuck to woo. Poor Max has been trying for months.
So I decide to lend our Unseelie a hand.
“The two of you can start by sharing me,” I say huskily. I clutch the rumpled blankets in both fists and writhe on Lucius’ cock as he pistons slowly in and out of me, working me wider for his knot. “Lucius won’t mind a little extra attention either. Will you, Teach?”
“No,” Lucius rasps, thick and guttural. “I won’t mind a bit.”
“Hmmmm.” Vasili still sounds highly skeptical. But his gaze sneaks back to where I’m joined to Lucius. My cunt clenches under his predatory interest and my clit pulses with heat.
But Zephyr seizes the opening I’ve given him. His wicked hands skate up my inner thighs to spread me wider.
With a moan, I release my death grip on the bedding and reach for my aching clit.
“I’ll have none of that.” V darts in to catch my straying hands and pins them to the bedding on either side. “I own that delectable cunt of yours, darling. Our Lucius is, of course, a welcome guest.”
He doesn’t say a single word about Zephyr.
But at least V’s not actively pushing him away
Now I feel even more exposed with the three of them surrounding me: Lucius fucking me, Zephyr spreading me, Vasili pinning me to the mattress. When Ash looms suddenly behind Zephyr, shrugging out of his vest to expose his colossal chest and the flex of his six-pack abs, that feeling of exposure gets even more intense.
Sweet Jesus. These guys of mine.
My need is spiraling like a corkscrew coaster. I swear to fuck I’d cream all over the four of them—if I could just get a hand on my clit.
While I writhe and moan against them, Zephyr leans in to press his hot lips to my inner knee. I never even realized (till right this second) that’s an erogenous zone. Then he mouths his way up my inner thigh with tortuous slowness.
Ash leans in to gather Zephyr’s loose hair in a gentle fist so we can all see what he’s doing.