Page 60 of Called By Fate

When the three of us settle into a good rhythm, I reach my hands out and take over for Kaos and Dante where they are stroking themselves, slicking their precum down their shafts as I caress their velvety steel. They both groan and rock into my hands, saving me from having to think with both hands, mouth, and holes, and letting me enjoy taking them all like this.

I’m on fire with the six of us connected. My entire body is buzzing, humming every place we’re making contact. The heady scent of our pleasure mixing makes me want to devour everyone.

I wonder…

A delicious idea pops into my head when my magic snaps out of me again like it’s reaching for my mates, so I beckon my shadows to me. They heed my call and I release my hands from Kaos and Dante. There’s not even a moment for them to protest before my shadows take over my pace.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dante curses. “Your shadows know exactly how to grip me, Angel.”

“Moons above,” Kaos chokes out in agreement.

Damn, that was a good idea.

With my shadows, I feel rather than see Kaos and Dante being stroked by my magic, Reed and Vinson piston into me from underneath, and Elian dominating my mouth. This is where the true magic is. In the love and devotion I can feel thrumming through our bonds, which are finally complete.

Elian taps the back of my head twice, letting me know he’s about to come so I suck him into my mouth deeper, allowing his head to hit the back of my throat as I also call my shadows to stroke the sensitive part between his ass and balls. He grips the back of my neck in an utterly possessive gesture that has ripples shuddering through me as he comes down my throat with a roar, his hips jutting with tiny thrusts, and I swallow everything. The feeling is so erotic that I feel my own walls start to tighten.

An orgasm so strong, it might as well be a landslide, tears through me as I clench around Reed and Vinson’s dicks and lean back so I can shout my release.

Kaos and Dante finish next, my shadows bringing them to their completion. Their cum hits my sides in hot ropes which is sexy as hell. Reed spills himself inside of my ass with Vinson right alongside him in my cunt, both of them continuing to thrust, drawing another mini orgasm from me.

Their emotions flood down the bond. I’m overwhelmed by everything, all their emotions and my own. Connected as one like this makes the power under my skin flare out in a colorful tidal wave, snapping into my mates instead of me, mixing the different streams of magic.

“Did you feel that?” I whisper.

There’s an awestruck look on their faces.

“I think we just got a power up,” Dante responds, and I feel the truth of his statement as the magic settles in my chest.

Breathless, we stare at each other, the desire between us already building again and I already know I’m going to need more. Always more with them. It might as well be my new favorite drug. I belong with them—my five fated mates—and I’m going to make damn sure they know it.

25

Five days.

It takes fivegloriousdays of nonstop orgasms before the power finally settles between us and clicks into place inside me, and honestly?

I've never felt this whole before.

It's as if every single missing puzzle piece is inside of me, waiting for me to explore the new facets of myself. I feel strong and empowered like this is what I've been waiting for this entire time. I'm cautious not to let myself feel too cocky though, because that's when people start making mistakes, and I can't afford to let anyone get hurt on my watch.

On the second day, Reed and Vinson left to check in with everyone and discovered the trio decided to take over my mates’ recruiting duties while we were—ya know, out of commission. They even managed to rope in a few of the other Circles to join them. With their help, our numbers are growing nicely, but I'd say we still have less than half of the Elders’ forces. Which is more than what we started with, but I’m worried it’s not enough.

Who would've thought so many people wouldn’t want to follow murderous tyrants that have no regard for the lives they hold in their hands?

When will the bad guys learn?

Oh, wait. Never.

There must be a balance. Where there's light... there will always be evil lurking looking to smother it.

"Are you okay, Luna?" Vinson asks from his spot over the stove in our tiny kitchen. We emerged from our cocoon around noon, and I miss it already. It's been so nice to be sequestered away from the world's problems for almost a week. And the sex was nice too.

Reed places his hand over his chest like I shot him. "Just nice? I'm wounded, Love."

I shoot him a smirk because I figured he’d read my thoughts. Judging by the looks on the others’ faces, he projected it to them too. He's gotten really good at that, using the bond they share as a Circle to clue everyone else into my private musings. I figured it would bug me, but it doesn't.

Reed leans over and gives me a kiss over my mug of coffee. Yep, I'm totally drinking coffee at noon. I need caffeine like I need life.

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