Page 55 of Hell Gate

“Oh god,” I hiss. “Oh my god, Alder. It feels so good.”

“Not done yet.” His tone is feral, stoking the wild flame within me.

With a deep growl and a yank on my leg, he pulls me on top of him, spreading my thick thighs wide and squeezing the globes of my ass while his mouth and tongue bring me the sweetest, most sinful pleasure imaginable. With his grip on my backside, he encourages me to rock on his face. He licks and sucks me without care for his need to breathe, entirely focused on heightening my pleasure. I’m consumed by the simmering heat spreading through me.

My fingers wrap around the base of his thick cock and I suck on it, moaning each time his tongue flicks across my clit. He’s leaking into my mouth and I swallow his taste. Fitting his entire hard length is impossible, but a determined part of me that’s high on this moment, enthralled in erotic abandonment wants to give him as much pleasure as he’s giving me.

He tenses, fingers digging into my flesh. With a filthy groan, his cock twitches and come floods my mouth. It’s all I can do to swallow some of it, the rest leaking out of my mouth when he doesn’t stop eating me until I shatter again.

“You are every dream I’ve ever had come true,” he whispers against my thigh while I tremble. “My stunning blossom.”

My heart drums as I collapse on top of him. I’m distantly aware of him petting my thighs and tracing my spine. Time feels strange inside the hazy cloud of passion being with him has left me tangled in.

Once we catch our breath, he rearranges us so we’re beneath the covers, dragging me back into his arms. I can barely function and I’m grateful for how he takes care of me.

All I know is how right this feels, my head on his bare chest as his thumb caresses my cheek, catching the remnants of his release I didn’t manage to swallow. Drowsiness takes over, keeping my thoughts at bay. This is all that matters—the safe warmth blanketing me in Alder’s arms.

“Sleep now, sweet blossom,” he says gruffly. “I’m here. I won’t let you go.”

The bond feels more at ease in my chest as I drift off, my off-kilter world shifting closer to alignment.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

LILY

It’s official—I’ve cracked. I’m sure of it. Between being dragged into a supernatural world I’m somehow part of, life on the run from other demons, learning to use powers I didn’t know I had hidden inside me, and finding a demon that is my fated mate I’ve grown greedy, wanting to live my life instead of watching it pass me by. Maybe it’s Matthias’ encouragement and determination to ensure I indulge and live in the moment.

This girl who doesn’t tamp down on her emotions, who won’t let what she wants slip through her fingers is unrecognizable. But I think I like her.

I want more.

Specifically, I still can’t stop my heart from fluttering or my pussy from throbbing every time Alder or Vale are near. And last night I gave in to the tempting desire, letting the pull I still feel towards my other demons have what it wants.

It’s not possible to have more than one fated mate…is it? I’m still getting used to the idea that one person is destined to love me. The idea—the fleeting, impossible hope—that there could be more than one fated match for my heart is too good to be true.

Alder is still asleep, though another part of him is very much awake and pressed against my stomach. I admire his features, his stern practical nature softened in sleep. Despite his habit of getting the minimum amount of rest they need and taking the most watches, he stayed with me, holding me close the rest of the night. My heart pangs. I allow myself one more moment of resting in the cradle of his strong arms before I slip free.

I sit on the edge of the bed, reliving a dream where I didn’t have to choose between the three demons who stole me away. They surrounded me in the dream, all of them touching me without hesitation, as if I’m someone they cherish above all else. It was like last night, Alder’s head between my thighs, devouring me while Matthias held me in his lap, pinching my nipples to get me to arch as Vale grasped me by the throat and kissed me for an eternity. The three of them sharing me, devoted to me.

Want crashes over me so fast and strong that it steals my breath away, the insistent thrum in my chest expanding like it needs to break free.

My thighs slide together and a husky sigh leaves me. I wait for guilt to tarnish the incredible fantasy that played out in my dream, to berate me for what happened last night without stopping to think of Matthias, but it doesn’t plague me. The bond purrs in my chest, wrapping around my heart like a supportive hug.

Maybe in Hell and the other underworld realms it’s not a big deal to be with more than one person. I twist my fingers in Alder’s shirt as hope rushes through me. I should ask Matthias and tell him about what happened with Alder last night while he was on guard. He let Alder watch in the car, and if Valerian hadn’t interrupted, things might have gone further while I was pinned between them. I hold onto my suspicion from yesterday that he almost wants me to be with Alder, too.

Still, maybe I shouldn’t have allowed the insatiable pull urging me on last night to control me without asking my mate if he was okay with it first. Things happened so fast, the pull so demanding that it was impossible to withstand. I don’t want Matthias to decide that I’m not worth the trouble, fated mate or not.

My grip on the shirt becomes rigid. He won’t hate me or decide he’s done with me. I know he won’t. I repeat it to myself until the side of me so ready to accept that people will throw me away fades into the depths of my mind.

“It’s time to go.”

Valerian interrupts my thoughts, making me startle and fall off the edge of the bed. I rub the plump curve of my ass, glaring at him. He lurks in the small alcove leading to the bathroom.

“Why did you have to sneak up on me?”

He lifts a brow, melting out of the shadows to stand over me. I squeeze my thighs together, remembering I’m bare beneath the shirt. My underwear is on the floor between us.

“You were the one enjoying a languid morning lie in.” His smooth accent carries a bite to it that makes me hot all over. His eyes flick to the bed, the corners of his mouth tensing. “Both of you.”

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