Page 125 of The Star's Sword

He was totally naked, his cock hard and reaching for me already. His eyes were red, his inner incubus close to the surface.

“Transform, mate,” he said, lowering slightly to kiss at my ear, as I felt Zadis reach between us to stroke my clit lightly. Sam’s head was brushing at my entrance.

I focused, letting my form change, feeling demon blood surge and my body lengthen.

“Mate,” Samael said fondly, fangs flashing in his smile. Then he lowered his head to kiss me, and slowly pushed himself inside.

The feel of him was always incredible, so big I thought I would die, so smooth every motion was heaven. But the unicorn blood made everything even stronger. Not to mention Zadis’s hands, stroking my clit, distracting me from the fullness inside me.

“So dirty, Cleo,” Simon said laconically from where he lay next to me, chest partially bared from his shirt being askew. “Just takes a little unicorn blood to get you going, I guess?”

I shook my head, because the emotions surging through me, combined with the strength of all the feelings Zadis and Samael made me feel, that I couldn’t even think how to answer.

I just knew that even though the unicorn serum made everything feel better, stronger, easier, maybe this was where my heart wanted me to be.

The old me would have felt shame at being this vulnerable, bonding with this many people, but all I could feel now was pleasure, and the support of my friends.

“I’m going to come again,” Zadis said, stroking at my clit with frantic motions. “Being inside you, Cleo. Holding back is so hard.”

“Hold on,” Samael said. “She’s not there.” He pumped into me and out, so hot, so slick, so sore but it hurt so good I couldn’t even think straight or breathe.

“More,” I breathed, so hungry for him I could die. For how he could make me feel. For being even more bonded with me. I arched, thrashing, and Sam’s hands moved over mine, pinning them. He hooked up into me, pressing deep, and I let out a scream, so close it was painful.

“Come now, Morningstar,” he said, and I felt Zadis press down as Samael pulled out and thrust in hard, and just as I arched, feeling orgasm break over me like a sunburst, I felt two little pricks of fangs, and realized Simon had just bitten my neck.

I barely had time to register that though as my orgasm ripped through me like a storm, shaking me with the strength of it. The best feelings I’d ever had washed over me, wracking me, from head to toe, lasting forever. But there was more, an echo to it, like for every incredible burst of sparks, there were echoes of good feelings, like pure pleasure coating everything, pure thrill heightening everything. It was just ecstasy from my head to my toes to my blood, which felt like it was dancing with sparks of pleasure.

When it was over, I was shaking. I couldn’t tell if it was hours or minutes.

I looked up to see Zadis staring at me, cock in hand, face slack with how aroused he’d been watching me. He panted, looking finished, and Samael pulled out of me, panting, and shuddered as his orgasm claimed him, bending him forward.

We hadn’t had protection, so he hadn’t come inside.

He fell over me, laying down with his head on my shoulder, and I realized Simon had already released me on the other.

There was blood on his fangs, and he grinned at me, leaning back against the headboard and looking satisfied, as Zadis came to join us on the bed, pulling a blanket over all of us.

“Thanks for feeding me, Morningstar,” Simon said. “How did it feel?”

I could only whimper, my body was still so flooded with pleasure, so tired from coming so long and so hard.

“Good,” he said. “Next time, we’ll go longer.”

Samael moved up to kiss me, then pulled me into his arms and picked me up off the bed. “I’m taking her to bed now.” He turned back, facing them, using my body to block his nakedness. Then he snapped his fingers, so both of us were covered with robes. “Thank you, Zadis. Simon.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Simon said, waving a hand. “I have a barbarian to go find anyway.” He looked at Zadis. “You want to come?”

Zadis pushed himself up, shaking his head blearily. He gave me a wicked grin, that instantly brought back everything we’d done together. “I have some stuff to get ready.”

“Tonight was amazing,” Samael said. “But now, I need my mate to myself. Who knows how—”

“Long you have,” Zadis finished, somberly. He walked over to give me a hug in Samael’s arms, and then walked with us into the other room, picking up his abandoned clothing.

Simon followed us, whistling happily. “Morningstar blood, hm?” He cocked his head. “Feels different than I thought.”

I didn’t answer that. I just held onto Sam, looking forward to the rest of the night with him.

And trying not to think about what would come the next day.

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