Page 11 of Dark Souls Academy: The Sacrifice

My eyes darted to the door of the roof where I saw all three brothers standing. The hard lengths in their leather pants easy to see. When did they get here?

I scooted away from the middle of Dex and Alaric. Did they set me up? Were they there the whole time?

“No, we came when you opened the bond. I’m guessing with the first orgasm,” Bones explained, hearing my thoughts.

Then, I felt it. All the links to them were wide open, but Dex and Alaric’s were brighter inside of me. They felt different as well. I didn’t know why, but something had me glancing down at my arm. My demon mark was there, the half skull with a melting, colorful candle. I gasped as two black roses bloomed behind the skull. The tangerine and fuchsia flames flared brightly, casting shadows as if the mark were a meticulously done tattoo.

I glanced down at my chest. Dex’s black sexual lips mark was still there, and I could feel Alaric’s teeth marks from his wolf on my neck were still there. So, these roses were new marks for them. This was the first time we had real sex as mates blessed by the Goddess. Before this, we’d danced around the actual sex because of all the fighting.

“Oooh, me next. You’re so fucking delicious looking, Dreamgirl. I want my mark on you. Can I still carve my initials into your pretty flesh? I would love to smear your blood over my cock…”

Trigger’s voice trailed off in my head. Next? I wasn’t ready to forgive them. This was a primal desire that I couldn’t control. It wasn’t me forgiving them because nothing was resolved.

I backed away again. My leather outfit had reappeared on the ground next to my belt. I saw my way out and sucked in a sharp breath. I closed the bonds and grabbed my things. I had one teleportation potion left on my belt.

I lifted the green liquid in the air. “Wait! Please. We need you just as much as they do.” Bones’ words almost shattered me on the spot.

I hissed at him. My demon felt even stronger after sex with Dex and Alaric. More animalistic even.

“Nothing has changed. You fuckers still want to control me and keep me from fighting Lucifer.” My voice was raspy, and full of anger.

Alaric stood, but he didn’t move toward me. “We can change.”

Kain snapped his head in Alaric’s direction. “The fuck we will.”

“Kain, I want my mate back. This has gone on long enough. It’s hurting us all.” Alaric reasoned with him, but Kain just grew angrier.

“I don’t want her anywhere near the Devil. That’s what he wants—to steal her and make her his Queen. But she is ours. He can’t have her,” Kain’s eyes bore into me, “so you’ll stay away from him.” He pointed his finger at me like a weapon, and his shadows rose around him.

They didn’t scare me anymore.

I tilted my head and lowered into a crouch since I was naked. My leathers were in one hand, and the potion in the other. “LikeIsaid. You could do it with me, or I’m doing it by myself. But I will end that fucker and find my parents.” I threw the potion down and vanished as they ran to me. My middle finger went in the air. Assholes. They ruined my quiet space.

Appearing in Lilah’s room was like breathing fresh air after pollution had scarred my lungs. My whole body went limp at the soft snores coming from her. The urge to cry darkened the edges of my vision, but I pushed the sensation down and fell into the numbness that waited for me. This was what I needed. To be around someone that cared about me, and I could trust while turning off all emotions. No matter what, I couldn’t lose her. She was my anchor.

“We really do need to get you a room of your own,” Demarcus murmured. I glanced at Demarcus and Brandon standing in the doorway, watching Lilah sleep. My smile widened as I sensed their fierce protectiveness. Neither of them looked at my naked body. Brandon pulled off his shirt and tossed it to me, his irritated gaze revealing his frustration over Lilah’s injuries.

I shook my head and slipped on his shirt. I didn’t like his smell on me, but I knew standing around naked wasn’t a good option. “Yeah, right. You love that I’m here because that means nothing would happen to Lilah…” I winced. “That she didn’t cause herself.”

“Yeah, protect her pussy better, then I’ll be happy.” Brandon was a slave, so to have him stand up to me like this gave me happy chills. The small changes at the Academy gave me way too much joy.

“But then you guys couldn’t kiss it better,” I teased.

Brandon growled.

I sighed, but really, I was having fun pushing. I put on the shirt to cover up. “I liked you better when you were a meek thing.”

“No, you didn’t.” He crossed his arms, daring me to lie again.

I smiled. “You’re right. It’s fucking awesome. But have backup if you decide to act this way with other high-powered Masters.”

He nodded his head that he understood, and they both left. Without their masculine presence in the room, I could relax even more. I didn’t need any men around me… if they were my mates and they weren’t ready to work as a team.

I moved to get into bed but froze at the little hand in the air. “Put undies on and take off my guy’s shirt.”

I did as she said but couldn’t help my last taunt. “Oooh, very possessive of you. Kind of like they were your boyfriends or something.”

We knew they were, but she would only admit that Brandon was hers. In time, she would find out that having more than one was way more fun.

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