Page 56 of Called By Fate

“Oh, Little Flame. I hate to break this to you,” Kaos says, voice husky from desire. “But that ache isn't fully going away until after your Awakening is over.”

Surprisingly, that thought doesn’t bother me. He sees the excitement on my face and grins wickedly. One that could even rival Elian’s, but not quite.

“Get over here and fuck me then, dammit,” I whisper-growl. “I want you to make me so wet, I'm dripping, got it? That way it'll be easy to take you both inside me at the same time. It’s time for a sandwich.”

Groans are my only answer as they both strip naked and then work on removing my clothes. Thankfully, I don't seem to be as hot as I was earlier, but now I'm battling a different kind of heat.

Lust.

Pure, unadulterated lust.

Dante's blond head dips between my thighs as he settles on the bed, putting his arms under my thighs so he can pull my heat to his mouth. He licks up my slit, drawing a hiss from my lips, and takes a strong whiff of me like he finds me irresistible. My head falls back in pleasure as he starts tasting me. I slip my fingers into his hair and pull, which makes him moan into my pussy.

Before I can really focus on it, Kaos is there, kissing my lips as he takes my breast into his palm and tweaks my nipple. I buck on Dante's face, and he smacks a hand down on my stomach to stop me from squirming before resuming trying to suck my soul out of my cunt. RIP my insides because that was fucking hot, and I'm even more drenched than before. I might just drown him down there like the sunken city I grew up near. That, apparently, might house a portal to the In-Between. Why am I thinking about this right now?

Totally blame the sex hormones.

“You’re absolutely divine, Little Flame,” Kaos murmurs, watching me. His eyes are laser-focused on my face like he’s reading the pleasure coursing through me.

He snakes his other hand down my belly, sensually drawing out the sensations and making me pant into his mouth before rubbing my clit. I lose it, coming all over Dante's face. A choking gasp escapes me as Kaos presses in harder, never stopping his circular motions on my nub, and extending my climax, sending little aftershocks throughout my entire being.

Dante pokes a finger at my back entrance, and I tense on instinct. He clucks his tongue and rubs his digits through my wetness and then circles me again. "Relax, Angel. Let me in. I'm going to get you ready to take my cock."

Taking a deep breath, I do as he says and relax my muscles as much as I can. With as slick as I am, this time he slips right in. The sensation is a bit strange at first, like with Elian in the forest and the office, but once he starts to move and stroke, the more I find I like it. Plus, I'm dying to take both of them at once.

It's my time for the promised sandwich, dammit.

"Who says you get her ass first?" Kaos growls, his lips leaving mine.

Dante smirks from his place between my legs, stopping his motions to which I protest with my own growl. “You claimed her first and were the first to bond. So I’m claiming this for myself.” Dante’s tone is smug.

Kaos’ expression morphs from inquisitive to pure possessiveness. “I don’t care who was first—”

I grab Kaos’ dick to shut him up and start stroking his silky skin, pulling a groan from his lips. The possessive mumbo jumbo is hot, don’t get me wrong, but I need a cock in me more than I need coffee to not be a monster in the mornings. Which is saying a lot.

“Don't worry, Kaos,” I murmur. “I can assure you if it feels good, this won't be the only time. Now shut up and fuck me.” My power punctuates my statement by sending different colors of our magic shooting in different directions of the room. Like earlier, it snaps back to me and settles under my skin again. Kaos and Dante give my magic a strange look before returning their attention to my face.

"Yes, fucking, ma’am," Kaos says and nudges Dante out of the way. "If you get her ass first then I get her delicious pussy. Keep working on her while she rides me."

Dante chuckles. "Got it, boss."

Kaos tugs me into his lap and then lays back, letting me decide how I want to ride him. I make no hesitation to align him with my entrance and sink down on him. He’s thick, stretching my walls, but with as wet as I am, he glides in nicely until he's buried to the hilt.

Gods, he’s huge. They all are, but Vinson is definitely the biggest with his monster shifter cock. Elian is probably a close second, tied with Kaos. He completely fills me up and I have to take a second to let myself adjust to his girth. Filling me up eases the ache but now I want more. Always more.

When I start to move, Dante trails his fingers down my backside once more. "Lean forward, Angel," he instructs. "Put your hands on his chest. I want you to use them to ride your other mate's cock while I finger your ass."

"Fucking hell, why are all of you so good with words?" I mumble, but there's no time to think about it further before Dante slips a finger into my ass and Kaos is thrusting into me from beneath.

Pleasure.

That's what this is, pure pleasure.

When Dante's satisfied I'm loose enough, he slips another finger inside. He matches his pace with Kaos’ and I can feel his fingers rubbing Kaos' dick through the sensitive wall separating my two holes.

"Fuck!" I scream as I feel my next orgasm building, but before I can reach that peak, Dante withdraws his fingers, and I’m so stunned I stop riding Kaos.

"Dante! What are you doing?" I demand.

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