Page 71 of Hell Gate

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I hiss.

I collapse back against Alder’s broad chest. He buries his face in my neck, his fangs grazing my sensitive skin. How would it feel if he bit me? Marked my skin with a lasting reminder of this moment, of his claim on me? My head spins with how much I want that.

As though they sense my thoughts, Matthias rises from his knees. He sits next to us and threads his fingers through my hair, tilting my head back to expose my throat. Three approving rumbles sound around me. Lips and teeth move on both sides of my neck. One of them muttersmate. I can’t pick out who, though an answering flutter beats in my chest.

“You feel it, sweet blossom?” Alder laps at my throbbing pulse point.

I nod, unable to verbalize the sensation thrumming in the bond. A purr escapes me. I’m trapped in Valerian’s sensual stare, his blue eyes burning bright and hot as he strokes his cock.

“You’re ours,” Matthias rasps.

“Yours. All yours,” I echo with a cry, needing my mates to know.

Alder’s fangs scrape my neck again and Matthias brushes my cheek with his knuckles. Swallowing, I wish for Valerian, the bond snapping like a vibrating chord in my chest.

“Please.”

Vale makes a rough sound from his spot, watching intently. He staggers over, tracing my parted lips.

A glow lights me up from inside. “All yours.”

“Yes,” Vale whispers raggedly, his come spilling over his fist.

My vision grows hazy when Alder groans and tenses. Part of his cock swells thicker, stealing my breath. His chest shudders with a wild exhale and he gently lets my legs down, wrapping his arms around me as our bodies lock together with his slower, rocking thrusts. Every small shift of his hips brings me unbelievable pleasure and I exist in an endless tide of orgasmic bliss.

“I’ve got you,” he says. “You were made to take my knot, my beautiful blossom.”

The intensity leaves me in a daze. I’m distantly aware of Alder’s fingers touching the place we’re joined, tracing the edge of my pussy stretched around the swollen base of his dick buried inside me.

“Look at you, petal.” Matthias splays his palm across my soft stomach. “So pretty and full. Shit, I can’t decide if it’s sexier to knot you myself or watch you take my brother’s.”

Valerian grasps my chin, his thumb tracing the shape of my lips. I press a kiss to it and my heart stutters at the reverence shining in his eyes. My name falls from his mouth in a hoarse whisper. “Lily.”

Alder’s arms tighten around me and with another low groan, his cock throbs deep inside as he finishes. The pulse of his come filling me makes me clench around him, shattering once more with a frayed, overstimulated whimper.

I don’t fully return to earth until Alder and Matthias have me cleaned up and nestled between them in bed, surrounded by their warmth. Their gazes are full of devotion that touches me to my soul. The thrum in my chest is a quiet, content hum, no longer constantly pulling in different directions.

The chair near the bed creaks, the sound stabbing through my chest.

My head pops up and a sound of distress snags in my throat. Valerian catches my hand and sits back down, his chair scooted closer to the bed.

“I’m not leaving, little flower,” he says. “None of us will ever leave you.”

Tears blur my vision. “Okay.”

Alder and Matthias draw me back to rest between them. Once again, the bond is at ease, settled knowing I have the three of them with me.

My past in the mortal realm is painful, and I can’t remember my life in the underworld. Those memories might be lost forever. I focus on who I am now because it feels like after everything I’ve endured, I have a real future as long as I can stay with my three demons that have stolen my heart piece by piece.

I needed each of them more than I knew. With them, I have someone who understands my painful scars and protects me from getting hurt, someone who makes me smile and reminds me to be myself, and someone who challenges me and sparks my fighting spirit to life.

For so long, I’ve suppressed my ability to love because the world didn’t want me. I learned not to open up and give myself to others because I only ended up spurned and hurt. Opening up for my mates is like opening a floodgate. My wounded heart expands bigger than I ever thought it was capable of, no longer afraid of being abandoned.

Somewhere along the way, my enemies became my lovers. My fated mates. I’ve fallen for them. My heart is irrevocably theirs. Every broken, damaged shard of me belongs to all three of them because with them I’ve found the thing I’ve always longed for—my true home.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

LILY

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