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“I’m gonna come!” I cry, and Lust pushes two fingers inside me, sending me over the edge, screaming his name. “Marcellus!”

“We’re not done yet, my flame.” Lust grins, my wetness making his lips glisten. Removing his clothes, he slides between my thighs, lining his hardness up with my center. Our eyes meet, as he pushes into me with one hard thrust. I gasp, watching the look of ecstasy on his face as he stretches me, stroking deep inside me. “You feel better than every dream I’ve ever had of this moment. Your pussy is perfect.” Lust’s praise makes me preen, and I grip the backs of his legs with my thighs, trying to force him deeper.

“You’re so big, so good. So hard,” I moan, trying to tug my hands free from Tristan’s grasp. I want to touch them.

“Fuck her mouth,” Lust says to Tristan, who smirks.

“No, the first time I come inside Moon, it’ll be in her pussy. I think one of the others can help our girl out, though.” Tristan’s words make my heart swell, and my pussy flutter.

“Damn, I think she likes the sound of that… Fenrick,” Lust growls, as he fucks into me slowly. In seconds, my Fae mate is on my other side, across from Tristan, he pulls his cock out, stroking it, smearing the precum over the tip. I lick my lips, more than ready to taste him.

“Flip her over,” Tristan says to Lust. My Phoenix mate leans in to kiss me quickly, and I taste myself on his tongue, before sliding out of me and gripping my hips to flip me over.

Now on my knees, Lust slams back inside of me, as Fen presses his tip to my lips. I open wide for him, sucking him deep into the back of my throat. I moan around his cock, sucking hard.

“Oh, fuck, Moon!” Fen groans, as he watches me with hooded eyes. “That feels so good.”

“So fucking good for us, little mate.” Lust’s voice is deepened now, sounding more urgent. He’s close.

“Fuck, you’re so stunning,” Tristan says, as Lust reaches under my body to circle my clit with his fingers.

“Come for me,” Lust commands, and I shatter around him as Fen’s thrusts pick up speed. I lick and suck him as best I can, and when he comes hard in my mouth, I swallow him down greedily.

Lust’s thrusts are erratic, and it’s not long before he’s moaning my name, and coming inside me.

I fall forward, as my mate wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me into the comfort of his arms.

“Sleep, little Goddess,” Lust whispers as the world fades away, and I fall asleep easily now.

Chapter 3

Moon

“Knock knock, I'm coming in! Put your clothes on if you're indecent!” I hear my Grams say, as she bangs her fist to the front door of her own house.

I'm lying on a body, probably Lust, wrapped in blankets.

It's warm and cozy. I don't want to move. Not even to make myself decent.

“You've got five seconds!” Grams hollers, and her words click, jumping me into gear. On second thought, I do not want her to see my naked ass or Lust’s dick. Mostly the dick.

“Oh shit!” I yelp, attempting to leap off of Lust while I wrap the blanket around myself. He grunts, not sitting up, or even blinking an eye open. “Lust!” I nudge his thigh with my foot, making him grumble. “My Gram is about to see your dick if you don't get up!” I hiss, and thankfully this gets his attention. He pulls his sweats on, truly a crime, and looks around the room at the other guys, who all smirk.

Grams walks in on the count of five, chuckling.

“My Coven is waiting. Get dressed, grab what you need, and let's go.” Grams doesn't even seem phased that I'm half naked. Well, technically, I'm completely naked under this blanket. Thankfully, I wasn’t in a more compromising situation like lingerie…or, Goddess forbid, wearing a strap-on. I wonder if one of my mates would let me?

In less time than it took to visualize that scenario, I find myself clutching a crop and wearing said strap-on. Fucking chaos. The lustful gazes trailing across my skin tell me I may have more than one volunteer.

As soon as Grams steps back outside, we all jump into action. I run to my room here and rummage through my drawers until I find clothes I can wear to go beat a Fae Queen's ass.

Once I'm dressed in black jeans, a black v-neck short-sleeved shirt, and black boots, I run out the door and meet up with everyone. Grams is standing with a couple of guys I recognize from her Coven. Thank fuck, these men are some of the more powerful members.

Love walks around the corner of the house, looking reserved, but…there’s a fire in her eyes. She’s as determined to do this as the rest of us to bring this bitch of a Fae Queen to justice.

I shake off how weird the entire situation with her is and roll my shoulders. With so much happening around me, from the clone to my wayward mother, and the eleven mates I have collected like mana cards, I am past my threshold of fucks to give or chaos to manage. Once I have taken down the Fae Queen, I can focus on everything else.

“We sent word to Evie. She'll be ready to send Elven Knights to aid us if need be,” Crow says, as he walks over, checking on me. I take a moment to admire his brown eyes and shoulder-length blond hair. He’s regal and handsome beyond words, my Elven Champion.

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