Page 95 of All the Devils are Here

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MEGHAN

The pain felt like it was everything. Worse than drowning, worse than having magic shoved into me, worse than anything. It felt like I was dissolving out of existence, and there was nothing I could do about it.

But just as quickly as the pain shattered through me, I was being rebuilt with a new piece inside me. Bright and silvery, impossibly feeling like dense fog and the open sky all at once. It was Ariel. Ariel was inside me, and I couldfeelhim. All awe and wonder. What he was feeling looking down at me…

It was so much bigger than I imagined it could be. All-consuming and deeper than the ocean we were next to. I couldn’t breathe, feeling the intensity. And I had three more mates.

“This is… so much more than you described.”

“How can you describe this?” He asked, and his voice was entirely genuine. “It’s not possible. You’re made for me. Where I have hollow places, you fill them in. Where my edges are sharp, you soften them. And the same for me with you.”

Ariel dropped his head, brushing his lips over the place where he pierced my skin. It was like an orgasm all over again, pure pleasure radiating outward like a star. My sudden need was so great it stole my breath, and of course my matefelt it. Felt it and was delighted by it.

“There’s no way to put into words how you can love someone like this. The only way is to feel it.”

His words stopped everything in my tracks, pausing the desire in my brain and replacing it with wonder. “You love me?”

Ariel smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “Yes, I love you. Of course I love you.”

“But—”

He silenced me with a kiss before I could protest that it was too soon, and that we couldn’t possibly. But that argument was difficult to back up since we’d just bound ourselves together for life.

Did I love him? All of them? Everything you were told about love said immediate love wasn’t real. You needed time to get to know someone and make sure it was right and real.

But those were human rules.

What was between Ariel and I—and between me and my other mates—was so much more than human. These men were made for me, and they’d been brought to life almost a millennium ago. And they were mine.

Ariel pulled me off the sand so I was sitting and somehow still in his arms. Cradled and held like I was the entire world. “I loved you the second I knew that you were mine. I love you even though I know we’re going to fight, and I look forward to fucking my apology into you, or fucking one out of you. I love your scent and the way you taste. I love that you have dirty fucking dreams I can steal ideas from.” I flushed, and he flipped me over so I was on all fours, sinking into the damp sand. “I love so much more than that. But if I’m not fucking you in the next ten seconds, I’m going to lose my mind.”

Desire crashed down on me, both my own and Ariel’s. I could feel how much he needed me, and I wanted every fucking bit of it. I was still wet from Ariel’s mouth, and he didn’t wait, pushing in to the hilt.

“Oh, fuck.”

We both froze, adjusting to the feeling of each other’s pleasure through the brand new bond. It echoed and made mine brighter. And I couldn’t wait anymore. I shoved my hips backwards into him at the same time as Ariel drove himself deeper, both of us feeling the unspoken urgency in each other.

Time ceased to exist. It was just Ariel and pleasure. The light was fading from the sky and the pale light of the moon was beginning to shine. It could have been the middle of the day or the middle of a fucking hurricane and I wouldn’t have cared.

All that mattered was the driving force of his cock and the sounds coming out of him. The sound of his pleasure and the feeling of it in my chest built until I couldn’t take it on top of mine. Pleasure exploded behind my eyes and nearly flattened me. I was made of golden light and sound, every cell rejoicing and shuddering and making it last a fucking eternity.

My head was on the sand, the splashing of the pool’s water around our feet the only sound other than us. And Ariel came, silver light and heat streaking through me. A comet that was only him. I wanted more even as I didn’t think I could come again.

“Oh, you will,” Ariel said, breath ragged. “Yes, you fucking will.”

“You don’t know what I was thinking.”

“Nice try, mate.” Ariel pulled out and rolled me over onto the sand. “I can’t read your thoughts, but I can feel enough. And I’m not finished with you.”

His eyes moved to the place where he’d pierced me, and his eyes darkened. “Do you feel what seeing my mark on you does to me?”

The sensations coming from Ariel were dark and possessive. So sharp I could almost see the image he was envisioning—similar to my dream, pinning me down and taking me over and over again. “What does it look like?”

In less than a second, I was in his arms and in the air, sailing over the island back toward the house. “I’ll show you.”

We whirled through the house past a very confused Laurent and Ban, and into my bedroom, the door slamming behind us. I giggled in his arms. “Is that your way of telling them to leave us alone?”

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