Page 158 of When Death Whispers

Parker’s eyes meet mine once more, understanding flickering between us like lightning. She lowers herself slowly, agonizingly, sinking down onto me, her tight heat enveloping me inch by glorious inch.

Pleasure ignites like wildfire, racing through every nerve, every cell of my being. A groan rips from my throat, echoed by Parker’s breathless cry as she seats herself fully, burying me deeply within her. Her scent blooms at the same time as the Gloom pulses around us, and I inhale greedily, while Steo drinks her lust in large gulps.

She leans forward, gripping my shoulders as Hudson steadies her, murmuring encouragement softly against her skin. Parker’s breathing grows erratic, eyes fluttering shut momentarily, adjusting to the fullness. My claws dig possessively into her hips, careful but unyielding.

She begins to move, slow at first, hips grinding in steady circles, exploring and savoring. I growl beneath her, thrusting upward to match her rhythm, pleasure intensifying with every roll of her hips. I’m letting her set the pace, but it takes every ounce of restraint not to take over. I use her unfocused lust-filled thoughts to guide her movements slightly, enjoying wringing as many sounds from her lips as I possibly can.

Steo’s shadows join in, caressing every sensitive inch of her body, encouraging her faster, deeper. Parker’s moans rise, raw and beautiful, her head tipping back against Hudson’s chest. He whispers praise against her throat, nipping gently, leaving his own marks alongside mine.

This is what true power feels like—not conquest, not control—but shared surrender.

I give myself over to it completely, gripping Parker’s hips tighter, guiding her pace, watching as pleasure overwhelms her once more. Her walls begin to flutter around me, dragging me closer to the edge.

“Rad,” she gasps desperately, trembling above me, her eyes glazed with desire, but I already know what she needs. “I’m close—please, I need you?—”

I thrust upward, savoring every moan she offers. Hudson’s fingers dip into her slick where my cock is spreading her open and a gasp escapes her lips at the added friction. He then slowly starts to rim her back entrance, causing her pussy to clamp around me. Meanwhile Steo’s shadows intensify their strokes, driving Parker closer to her peak.

“Come for me, Beholden,” I growl against her lips. “Let me feel you as I fill you with my seed.”

At that Parker cries out, breaking beneath the combined sensations, her body convulsing around mine, drawing me with her into blinding, explosive pleasure. Something inside us catches fire—a tether pulled tight, snapping taut with heat and surrender. We aren’t just touching anymore. We’re tethered. Forever.

As our breathing gradually settles, I carefully shift Parker into Steo’s waiting arms. His shadows rise instinctively, gently cradling her body and guiding her safely into his embrace, chest to chest, laying down. The Death Devourer holds her like she’s something sacred, eyes blazing with quiet reverence that echoes down our new tether.

Steo lowers her gently onto him beside me on the bed, his shadows softening their grip as she relaxes into his hold. A slow, blissful sigh escapes her lips, echoing gently in the intimacy of the space and down the bond. I watch, captivated, as Parker arches slightly, accepting the comforting press of Steo’s body beneath hers, her mind reflecting newfound trust in what was once a representation of her fear.

Hudson once again takes his place behind Parker. His hands trace slow, soothing patterns along her sides, his lips ghosting across her shoulder, steadying her as she adjusts to the fullness of Steo inside her. Parker’s breath hitches, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she begins to rock gently against Steo.

The air grows thick with desire once more, pink shadows swirling around us in response to the building passion. Steo’s eyes blaze brighter, his shadows caressing every inch of Parker. Hudson’s lips find the sensitive spot just below her ear, drawing a breathless moan from her throat.

I move closer, desperate to be near her again. My claws ghost along Parker’s thigh, eliciting a shiver that runs through her entire body. Her eyes find mine, then drop lower, widening when she finds me already hard and wanting again. She chuckles, her intentions already clear in her thoughts, before wrapping her hand around my length as she grinds down on Steo’s cock.

Hudson gently guides her to lean forward against Steo, and presses his dick against her ass, making her gasp. “May I take you here, Silver?” he rasps.

Parker’s breath catches, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment as she considers. I savor the memories of pleasure she recalls of him finger fucking her there, of the way he’d helped her learn things about her body she hadn’t known, and I begrudgingly realize that the human plays an important role in our little circle. Not that I could get rid of him now anyway. Not without hurting my Beholden.

When her eyes open again, there’s a fire burning in their depths that intensifies their glow.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Please, Hudson. I want to feel both of you.”

A low, appreciative growl rumbles from Steo’s chest as Hudson slowly, carefully begins to work himself inside using the wetness dripping from between her thighs. Steo’s shadows help with the task, slithering along her folds and gathering the wetness to coat Hudson’s cock. Parker’s grip on mine tightens reflexively, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she adjusts to the stretch, but all her thoughts focus on is how much she enjoys the feeling of fullness.

“That’s it, beautiful,” Hudson murmurs against her skin. “You’re doing so well.”

For a moment, we’re all still, connected in the most intimate way possible. The air crackles with power, pink tinged shadows dancing across our skin as the bond between us pulses, stronger than ever before.

Hudson and Steo begin to move in sync within her. She moans, her hand working my length in time with their thrusts. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming, thrumming through the bond from all directions. Hudson’s rhythm deepens. Steo’s shadows pulse in sync. Parker gasps, trembling—overwhelmed and aching for release.

“So good,” she gasps. “You all feelsogood.” The realm pulses in agreement.

I growl low in my throat, overcome by the sight of her lost in ecstasy as I begin to thrust harder into her hand.

“That’s it, Beholden,” I murmur. “Take what you need from us.”

Her grip tightens. Quick strokes. Hips colliding. Hudson and Steo driving harder. Her moans sharpen—fast, frantic. Her mind is now single-focused on one goal.

“Close,” she gasps. “So close—please?—”

Some of Steo’s pink shadows coil tighter around her, teasing her nipples and circling her clit, with others stretching to encircle Hudson’s balls and mine making us both groan at the same time. We are effectively tethered in more ways than one.

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