Page 17 of Dark Master's Redemption

As Quinn jerks and spasms on the floor, rolling around and gripping his chest now like he’s in pain, I feel it. Our connection races back all the way, as Lucca fucks me so hard we both have to keep an iron grip now to hold ourselves back from orgasm until we awaken Quinn completely.

I feel it as pain devours Quinn deep inside; I cry out as it devours me, too, and Lucca. Because being locked inside his Revenant state has been agony, both mentally and physically, for Quinn.

Lucca almost loses his rhythm as that terrible pain swamps us, but I thrust my hips back, taking him furiously now and making sure we don’t stop. Because I feel Quinn feeding from our energy, our love, and the power of our joining. I feel everything he is, reveling and feeding through our connection as we finally blaze with our trio’s true magic in the night.

As Lucca grips his hands into my hips, fucking me as hard and deep as he can get, I’m undone. Lucca’s power, and my pleasure, and Quinn’s agony roar through me as my body shudders and jerks just like Quinn’s.

It’s Lucca’s turn now to keep this thing going; with a roar, he does, powering through the tremendous magic that’s taking us. Because the Music careens between us now, seething like a live thing all through us as Lucca and I give our everything to get Quinn back.

Power screams through me; pain and ecstasy like I’ve never known become joined as Lucca and I fuck, and Quinn’s connection to us roars back open from our sex.

I focus on that connection now; as the Music screams all around us, I harness my intention like a lance to make the brightest light I can imagine. Flaring it like a beacon, I hurl it into Quinn.

And ask him with all my heart and soul to come back.

As Lucca and I come, Quinn floods down through that connection, back to us. With a roar that shakes the foundations of the Moon Dome, Quinn’s body solidifies on the icy floor as Lucca and I hit our peak. As we orgasm, tremendous wings of dark magic blaze from Quinn’s spine. Lucca and I blaze with our Fae wings, too, screaming with one of the most powerful orgasms I’ve ever experienced.

Quinn’s sea of darkness rolls back, as Lucca and I blaze with Light. Quinn does also now; his wings heave with pure fire roaring all through them, his Summer Fae light returned in a rush as Lucca’s and mine also peak.

But Quinn’s terrible roar arches him like a bow now upon the icy floor, in an agony and ecstasy all at once. As that sound devours the otherworld, I see the Music form a tremendous sigil, shining through from that ephemeral world to ours.

It’s entirely void of the Gold Eyes’ taint. This sigil is only ours as it shines so furious and bright now, scalding through the otherworld into our own.

I don’t know what that sigil means, but a feeling of completion fills me then. As the barrier around Quinn’s enclosure snaps out, as if knowing what it contains is no longer a threat, Lucca and I collapse from the might of our mutual orgasm and the incredible magic we worked just now.

Quinn’s massive wings of fire and darkness snap out. He thuds to the floor like a marionette with its strings cut.

But Lucca and I are there—cuddling and kissing him as we welcome him back.

We can’t walk from everything we just did, but we’ve crawled to Quinn as quickly as our shaking limbs could carry us. Cuddling around him, we surround him with our warmth as Quinn shakes and shivers, entirely himself now upon the floor of ice.

His body is scalding, even as it is horribly cold, like he’s in the grips of a deadly fever from everything that just happened. Quinn’s eyes are shut, and he draws deep, ragged breaths as Lucca and I hold him, his heart pounding like a mad thing.

But he’s not mad anymore, as we kiss him, drawing him close between us as Lucca drags a large silk blanket down from a chaise nearby. As we bundle up together, still kissing him, I feel our hearts fill with resolve that we’ll never let him go again.

As I glance at Lucca, we share a sudden thought through our wide-open bond. We won’t touch the Music again—not if it means losing Quinn a second time.

Lucca and I silently nod to each other.

And then we’re back with Quinn.

Bundling us all up off the smooth, icy floor with the blanket, so we can lie together and cuddle longer.

7

TRUTH

All night, Ariana and I hold Quinn as he shivers and shakes between us. We play him Mozart; we help him sip wine and take small bites of chocolate as we fortify him with all the good things he loves, to devour and revel in. At some point we move to the bed, cuddling him in the silk sheets, feather pillows, and thick duvet. At Ariana’s insistence we do something light, we play old Three Stooges videos on a borrowed phone and laugh at their inane delight.

Though Quinn can’t laugh yet, I see how his eyes light more with every bite of his favorite delicacies, and every caper on the videos, and every piece of beautiful music we listen to. At last, as we all flicker towards sleep, Ariana and I give him our necks, letting him drink his fill.

We fall into an exhausted sleep, dead to the world. I blink awake, only to feel no one else has woken yet. I shift to free an arm that has gone numb; as I do, I note we’ve all changed positions in bed. When we fell asleep, Ariana and I were on our sides facing Quinn, who was between us. Now, Ariana has cuddled close to Quinn’s front as he spoons her, pressing his back against me as I spoon him.

It’s an incredible sensation, as a smile lifts my lips to hold him in my arms once more. My arm is draped over Quinn’s middle, my breath at his neck, my other arm up as Quinn’s pillow as he lays his head on my bicep. I feel his heart beat where his back is pressed against my chest; though it gives slow, regal beats to my far more normal ones, every beat is like a symphony to me, knowing we’ve gotten him back.

Protectiveness surges in me, and I curl my arm just a bit more around Quinn, as I remember the pact Ariana and I made silently last night. Using the Music for our political aims again, especially if it’s doing the Gold Eyes’ bidding, is not worth losing Quinn a second time.

A third time, for me, since I already lost him once to the Vampires.

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