Page 37 of Fool's Bargain

Ione chuckled. “It’s a wonder you’re conscious after having the three of them fill you up so full of their essences. You already swallowed some of Dorian’s once, but you don’t have to swallow it to get drunk on it. We aren’t finished yet though.”

With a sly smile, she slipped down my body and pushed my legs wide.

“No more,” I groaned when her tongue found my clit and slipped lower, delving into my abused pussy.

She ignored me and I didn’t have the strength to object when she pushed her tongue deep, but the invasion lit me up like a Christmas tree and I saw stars. I gasped and clutched at her head as she tongue fucked me to another climax, this one flowing through me like cool water in a pleasant cascade that left me refreshed and relaxed.

I sighed in contentment as she slid back up my body and hovered over me for a second, her blue lips shining with the remnants of her adventure. “Time to taste the boys,” she said, and bent to press her mouth to mine.

Her tongue swept across my lips and I opened up to take her in, startled by the sudden flood of delicious flavor that invaded my mouth. Holy fuck, she tasted good.

“It’s all three of them who you taste, beautiful girl,”Ione said, though her voice thrummed inside my mind. She kept kissing me and I hummed into her mouth, plunging my tongue deeper to capture every drop of the sweet cocktail she fed me from her tongue.

Then her palm cupped my cheek again, fingertips bracketing my temple and jaw the way she had earlier. I gasped at the blast of awareness that filled my mind, my eyes going wide and staring up at the three handsome male faces that peered down from above.

Their minds all opened like doors and they welcomed me in, their lives and experiences all overlapping. From the center I could see all their lives clearly, both their shared ordeals and the experiences they held dearest and closest to their hearts. I felt their pain and joy and hope, and the raw, desperate desire that I would agree to be the one to fulfill their shared craving for a mate. I broadcast my own back to them, but kept back the details I wasn’t yet ready to share. They needed to know how much I wanted them too.

I wanted it so badly I could taste it on my tongue, as potent and delicious a flavor as the satyrs’ semen. Looking up at Ione’s gorgeous face, I asked, “What do I need to do to keep you? How will this even work?” As much as it frightened me to commit to such an enormous shift in my life, I knew to the marrow of my bones that this was what I wanted.Theywere what I wanted. But everything would change after tonight. My entire life would never be the same.

“It takes three meldings over the course of as many days, a sunrise between each. Will you let us spend three days with you? Or you can return to the Haven with us, but it looks like you have room here.” She glanced at the big house that stood between us and the ocean.

“Not exactly. That’s where I live.” I pointed at the apartment over the garage. Admittedly it was a spacious pad, but not large enough to cohabitate with four creatures who habitually turned into enormous hooved and horned monsters when they fucked. “The big house is my landlord’s. He’s an actor so he’s usually off filming on-site somewhere, but that doesn’t mean I have access to his house. He lets me use the pool in exchange for watching over the place while he’s gone. And some tats. It’s a sweet deal so I don’t want to fuck it up.” I sat up and stared at the wet stain on the chaise cushion. “I might need to buy him new cushions now though,” I said, chuckling.

Ione swept her hand across the wet spot and it disappeared as if it were never there. “We’re excellent at cleaning,” she said with a grin. “Will you join me in the water so I can take care of cleaning you too?” She stood and held out a hand just as the three men dove into the pool like a trio of dolphins, in strange synchronicity. They emerged in a small arc near the edge and I let Ione help me to my feet.

I swayed just a little but gained my footing easily despite the pleasant buzzing in my head that I realized now was my mental link to all of them. The connection itself took my breath away, altering my perception of these four people. They had been complete strangers to me upon meeting only a few hours ago.

Now it felt like I’d known them my entire life, and I couldn’t imagine a world without the four of them in it.

The three satyrs had shrunk back to their human shapes and all waited in the water, smiling up at me as I walked hand in hand with Ione toward them. It felt almost like a ritual, with her escorting me to join with them, immersing myself in the water as if it were a new world, accepting them as my partners.

I paused at the edge, not because I was hesitant to continue, but because I wanted to take them all in. Even though it would take two more sessions like we’d just shared over the next two days for it to be official, I already felt like I was a part of a bigger whole. That together we were a complete unit.

“Will you come be with us?” Kyril asked on the left.

On the right, Dorian lifted his deep blue eyes to me. “Only two more meldings and we’re mated in the eyes of the Haven.”

I smiled back at him. In the center, Theo was watchful, silent, yet within my mind our connection was strongest. I felt him like a riptide rushing beneath the more languid currents of the other three at the surface of my mind. Our connection was deeper, more powerful, and completely imbalanced. I had his blood, but he still didn’t have mine to provide harmony to our link.

Did I dare take the step needed to change that?

I stepped into the water straight into Theo’s arms, my heart pounding as I slid down his strong body. The other two closed in beside us, wet hands sliding up and over my back, bringing cascades of water with them that seemed to obey their commands. Dorian swept one hand down over my ass and between my thighs, his touch light yet provocative.

“Do you want more orgasms?” he asked with a tilt of his mouth. “Because we’re happy to oblige all night if you’d like.” His and Kyril’s hands curled between my thighs, gently stroking as if only seeking to wash away the remnants of their seed. Ione plunged in behind me, dropping a light kiss on my shoulder, but I kept my gaze fixed on Theo’s face, struggling with the decision I was on the verge of making.

“Can I have a moment alone with Theo please?” I asked.

Without a word the three of them swam away, shooting beneath the water with their strong legs propelling them until they emerged from the surface at the far end of the pool. They hopped up onto the edge at one corner and sat, striking up a casual, friendly conversation, Ione ribbing the other two about getting to me first. I stared at them, still so startled by their presence, their beauty, that I couldn’t quite believe this wasn’t a dream.

“Believe it,” Theo said. “We are here. And there’s no doubt in my mind that you’re happy we’re here, but there are things you need to know before we embark on a deeper meld tomorrow. Things not even my blood will show you, they’re buried so deep.”

I fixed my gaze on his face again, brow creasing at the gravity in his tone. Of course creatures who fucked with such wild abandon as they did had to have some crazy dark secrets. That was how it worked, wasn’t it?

“I’m listening, but it won’t change my mind.”

He cast a long glance at the others, his gaze filled with deep affection, then turned back to me. “We are all damaged creatures, Zarya. If you delve deep enough, you’ll likely come across the ugliness we keep buried. Our lives haven’t been perfect by any stretch.”

He released me, letting me stand to my shoulders in the water, and turned. When his back was to me, I gasped. The entire expanse of his skin from shoulders to waist was etched in a pattern of scars. It didn’t look like whip lashings, but a more methodical, detailed design, like some of the body modifications I’d seen among the tattooing community. Yet from his bearing I doubted he’d endured these scars willingly.

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