Page 81 of The Crown of Nyx

Oh, fuck. Because of how different this was to when I’d been with Adrian and Rowan, I couldn’t help my excitement. It was an entirely different dynamic. One I wanted to explore.

From the corner of my eye, Elias stripped down to nothing, keeping to his promise about not wearing boxers under his gear for ease. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as he kicked his pants off, revealing his hard cock, which he palmed in one hand. He stroked his length slowly, glowing eyes resting on me. Even with the distance between us, I could tell he was hard as a rock.

I licked my lips. I could almost taste him on my tongue, what it would be like to swallow his dick as he came.

A deep growl rumbled from his chest. “As much as I want you to choke on my cock, Angel, I think Grey has different ideas.”

My eyes flickered to my vampire mate. She didn’t undress, though I was getting used to that. It didn’t necessarily feel like a barrier between us like it once did, but rather a role she liked to assume. Control. Power. Maeve did, however, roll up her sleeves. It was the little show of skin that had me sucking in a breath.

There were scars all over her forearms. Some long like a blade had sliced through her flesh several times. Others were small, precise. Several scars were longer than others.

But it was the bite marks that left me speechless. There were a dozen along both forearms. They were all the exact same, so I had to assume they were created by one person.

Even Elias stopped to look. It was clear he’d never seen them before, either.

“Do these turn you off,a mhuirnín?” Maeve asked as she prowled towards me, her eyes turning a dark red, hardening.

I shook my head. “No,” I murmured. “But they do sadden me.”

Maeve’s features softened, though she said nothing more as she crawled onto the bed. She stopped to sit in front of me, her hands cupping my cheeks. “Don’t be sad,a mhuirnín. They are my past.” Her nose brushed mine as she sucked in a deep breath. “One day, you can cover these scars with your own marks.”

A shiver rolled down my spine at the idea. My gums ached with the presence of my elongating canines, but they didn’t completely pop free.

Fuck. I wasn’t sure what it was about that promise that made me gush, but I really liked the idea of marking her.

But not just her. All of them. I wanted to return the bite Elias had given me with one of my own, right on his shoulder where everyone would be able to see it. Hell, I’d do the same to Adrian and Rowan, too, if they let me.

A low moan left my lips as Maeve skimmed her nose down my throat. “So wet,” she purred. “I wish I had one of my toys with me to make you come.”

I gasped when her hand went to my hip, pulling me flush against her. Red eyes burned into mine, heated with not just hunger—but lust. “Beckham.”

My shifter mate growled, the bed dipping as he joined us. He pressed his cock against my back, the heat of his body almost overwhelming. But my magic loved it; power rose within me, purring with desire at the proximity of both mates. All the stress from the last couple of days disappeared with Elias’s soft kiss on my shoulder and the brush of Maeve’s fingers on my burning flesh.

“Let us make you feel good, Angel,” Elias murmured, lips skimming my bare shoulder over the mark he had given me. The touch sparked a rush of desire through me, and I arched into Maeve. “Let us take care of you.”

Maeve’s fingers dug into my other hip, her hold on me tightening. Under her breath, she chuckled. “We will make you feel so good,” she promised.

I whimpered, eyes fluttering shut. Their touches weren’t enough. I needed to feel Elias between my thighs. To have Maeve latch onto my throat. I needed to feel them take me together.

Elias put a small amount of space between us and dragged the head of his cock over my ass. He slapped it against my hot flesh, eliciting a soft gasp from me. “Isthat what you want, Angel? My cock buried deep inside you?” He slapped my ass again, making me groan.

“Yes,” I said, voice trembling, pussy clenching.

Both mates chuckled. “Spread your legs just a little more, Angel, and give Maeve your throat like a good girl.”

Maeve’s eyes flashed as I did what Elias commanded. I parted my thighs enough so he could enter me, but also tried to keep my balance so Maeve had better access to my throat. It was a little awkward, but I’d make it work for them.

Elias dragged the head of his cock through my arousal, nudging my throbbing clit teasingly. My breaths quickened. I yearned for more. For the feeling of him pounding into me. His girth stretching me so wide, I thought I might fall apart. To come on his cock, again and again.

“I could simply get drunk on the scent of your arousal,” Maeve said as she curled her hand in my hair. She fisted the long, brown locks before twisting them around her hand, pulling the hair away from my neck. It also meant she had full control of my head.

Elias pressed into me, filling me without any resistance. I bit down on a moan as my eyes flickered shut as he stretched me completely. After being fucked by both Adrian and Rowan together, it shouldn’t have felt so big having Elias inside me. And yet, he still had the same effect on me. Still managed to take my breath away when he sheathed himself fully.

Both his large hands landed on my hips, either side of my ass. The shifter groaned, cock twitching inside me. “You feel so fucking good. Fuck, Grey, you have no idea what you’re missing.”

My eyes fluttered open to take in Maeve. Her eyes were glowing with hunger now as she moved in closer. “Put your hands on my thighs,a mhuirnín. If they move, you don’t come. Do you understand?”

My eyes widened, but I nodded. “Yes.”

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