Page 87 of Wild Kiss

I wanted to scream with joy, but instead, I sucked Ares’ cock harder, his tip bumping the back of my throat, my eyes tearing up from how deep I took him. He groaned, his hand in my hair, guiding me, his hips rocking back and forward.

Wilder and Daxon were moving faster now, the fuck fest spurring all kinds of arousal in me. Every nerve ending was about to burst, my body tingling, and even though I’d just come, I knew I didn’t have long for my second climax.

“I love you, little dove,” Ares hissed as I took all of him into my mouth.

“You have no idea yet how much I love you too,” Daxon added, his hands on my breasts, his grunts like a beast, growing louder, faster.

“Rune, you are my life, and I’ll always love you,” Wilder breathed heavily, his fingers digging into my hip as he hammered into me.

I didn’t know how to respond because I loved this moment more than I could express in words, but I barely knew these men…if it worked though, very soon, that would change. And with that single thought, with the blue light pulsating faster and faster, my climax ripped through me.

It tore me right out of my existence. One second I was being fucked, shuddering with a climax, the next, my soul was somewhere else. I floated right above the house I called home for the past many weeks.

I stared down at the village, at the black roofs, at how far the secret world stretched outward in every direction. And around my neck, the blue stone no longer flashed…it remained a bright blue glow. Its light speared outward from the center, reminding me of a lighthouse, guiding ships back home safely.

In a heartbeat, the blue light rushed out over the land. I blinked as it shimmered, at the way the land seemed to be changing before my eyes. For a moment, I could have sworn I saw another town cradled between forests, a river dividing the place, a bridge joining the two sides, and there were people everywhere. Seeing the place brought me a deep joy I didn’t quite understand, but I knew that it belonged to me.

Just as quick, the blue vanished, the world disappeared, and I was back in the bedroom with three huge cocks inside me.

I shook with a delicious orgasm just as the men growled, flooding me with their seed. Ares pumped into my mouth, and I took it all, swallowing down everything he gave me.

By the time I’d been filled to the brim and we finished, the men pulled out of me, and I collapsed on top of Daxon, completely exhausted, gasping for air. My head was spinning, my body trembling with how incredible I felt.

“Hello there, sweetheart. You are spectacular.” Daxon kissed me. “Do you feel any different?”

I paused for a moment, trying to make sense of what I was feeling, of the strange vision of me floating in the sky. I stared at Wilder. At this beautiful man who studied me like he waited with baited breath for the words he longed for.

Wracking my brain, I concentrated, trying to remember our time together.

Wilder was stroking my back. “Anything?”

“Don’t rush her,” Ares added.

But the longer I tried, the more I came up blank. We’d failed, and sorrow slithered through me. With it came a sharp pain in my heart, and tears.

“It didn’t work,” I whispered, my voice shaky.

Daxon’s face fell, the sadness in his eyes destroying me. Wilder sighed heavily behind me. I felt like I was breaking apart, and I rolled off Daxon, my tears refusing to stop falling. They fell for their loss, for everything I’d never know again. I cried because I didn’t know what we were supposed to do now.

Ares quickly gathered me into his arms. “It’s okay, everything will be fine. We just give it time and try again. We’ll find a way to bring back your memories.”

I cradled against him, unable to stop crying or stop feeling like a disappointment. Heaviness and exhaustion rattled through me, and I closed my eyes, wanting to disappear. I couldn’t bear to look at the heartache in Wilder’s and Daxon’s eyes again.

CHAPTER 18

RUNE

Imust have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, bright morning light streamed into the bedroom. Warmth cradled around me, a strong arm looped around my middle from the alpha hugging me, breathing heavily across the back of my nape. My first thought flew to Daxon because ever since he’d marked me back in the Atlandia castle, he’d insisted on sleeping next to me every night.

Just thinking of Daxon, my mate, warmed my heart, but with it came the worry for Wilder and how distant he’d been since his mark failed. We had to try again…this time it had to work.

Blinking a few more times and pushing up and out of bed, it became obvious quickly that this wasn’t our room back in Amarok. And when I turned, I saw it was Ares who embraced me. Behind him, Wilder and Daxon slept. My mind fluttered with images, with events, with memories like a movie reel in my head.

I stumbled as every memory came back, rippling over me…me arriving in Amarok, meeting Wilder and Daxon, living in their town, falling in love, meeting Ares, arriving in Romania, being cursed again, Alistair stealing me, and spending a month with Ares. Everything came at me, all the way to last night having sex with all three of them to try and get my memories back.

A small yelp spilled from my lips, and I burst out laughing at the reality. There was so much to unpack, to deal with, but right now I just wanted to yell that I was back to normal.

I must have been loud enough to wake up the three men as they all stirred, glancing around in a daze, Wilder and Daxon shoving each other seeing as they were snuggling.

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