Page 205 of Of Nine So Bold

At my silence, he paused, a hint of concern flickering in his dark eyes. “Yes?”

I swallowed hard. This was going to hurt. I knew it would.

But my bond to Ozias had changed my life. My bond to these men had made us stronger. My vampire side was practically preening and purring at the idea of bearing the demon’s mark too, but in a way that didn’t feel dangerous somehow. More like the idea of his mark soothed something.

I nodded, my eyes on the demon’s. “Yes.”

The outer edges of his claws came to rest on my chest, opposite of Ozias’s mating mark.

I choked on a scream, but the demon moved fast. With his other hand, he scooped up some of his cum leaking from me and smeared it onto the wound.

The pain vanished almost as quickly as it had come, turning into a strangely tingling throb that left me stunned and blinking on the ground.

Trembling, I looked down.

Four blackened ovals formed an arc with a fifth below them. Specks of orange light glimmered inside like embers trapped in my skin.

The demon brushed his fingertips over the marks.

My body quivered and arched toward him instinctively.

He smiled. “So responsive. My good mate.” His gaze went beyond me.

I felt Ozias coming closer. A rumbling sound left him, satisfaction radiating through our connection, and he crouched down beside me, the movement fluid and effortless.

His beast was close to the surface. Its hunger and desire lurked in his eyes as he traced his gaze over my naked body. With a glance to the demon, he lifted an eyebrow, some unspoken question passing between the two predators.

As one, they pressed their hands to their individual mate marks on my chest.

Pleasure hit me like a bolt between the eyes, whiting out my vision and making me arch away from the ground, instantly overcome. My hands flailed blindly for something to hold onto while my pussy clenched and fluttered, burning with the intensity of this sudden orgasm.

When the wave finally passed, I sagged back to the ground, limp, wrung out, and panting.

But I wasn’t the only one.

Blinking, I looked around to find my men on their knees, breathing hard with their cocks in their hands and their release on the stone and moss beneath them.

“Holyfuck,” Clay gasped.

I stared. “What…” My voice was raw. “What happened? You felt that?”

Casimir made a rough sound like an incredulous scoff of confirmation.

To his right, Byron nodded. “Your starlight. It… It used your connection to Ozias and the… the marks, and it transmitted the impact to…” He shuddered, seeming unable to find any more words.

“He means yes,” Lars translated.

“Gods, yes,” Niko added emphatically.

Dex reached over, brushing my hair from my face. “Your pleasure was ours, little one.”

Ozias nodded. Everything I could feel from him said he didn’t mind a bit that I’d involuntarily pushed our connection out to the others, albeit only when I came. It had only lasted as long as my orgasm, and it hadn’t changed a bit of what the two of us still shared.

Seated beside me, the demon simply smirked, pride and satisfaction practically radiating from him. “I said it’d be good for all of you if I matebonded our beautiful treluria, didn’t I?”

Clay chuckled in breathless agreement. “You all know what this means, though, right?”

I twisted a bit to see him. “What?”

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