Page 24 of Gambling with Time

Even after last night, this felt different. With each of them remembering us and what we were to each other. Lex swirled his thumb over my clit and ran two fingers into the moisture, dipping them inside of me before his tongue and mouth tasted me all over again as if I were his last meal.

“That’s it, love, ride the pleasure Lex is giving you,” Bellamy whispered against the shell of my ear. “Give into it.”

An answering moan filled the room as I tried again to move against his mouth. But I wasn’t sure it came from me. I was too far gone.

When Bellamy snaked his hand up to circle my neck, I knew he planned to add more intense pleasure to the mix by depriving me of breath. Lifting my chin, I gave him better access, consenting without words. I trusted him. My demon wouldn’t really hurt me.

“Breathe,” he murmured. And I did. He cut off my air, watching my face as the intensity grew even more. Then he loosened his hold. His fingers rubbed over where he had squeezed, thumb brushing along my jawline. “Again?”

I deliberately inhaled and held his gaze. The tightening of his long fingers just pushed me further as Lex sucked on my clit as if in tandem with Bellamy, and Alastor’s teeth scraped over my nipple. When he released his hold again, a low needy moan filled my lungs with the pure air in the room, only getting louder as I exhaled.

“How about one of you cut my air off with something else?” I gasped, my fingers tightening on each of them as I stroked their hard lengths. In my pleasure, I had only been gripping them, forgetting about them.

“Alastor, you heard our girl,” Bellamy ordered.

I brought my gaze to my God as he got onto his knees next to me. He really was glorious in his otherworldly beauty. How had I become the luckiest girl alive? I wet my lips in anticipation, and I dropped my eyes to the heavy length jutting from his hips. He inched forward, and I met him, my tongue swiping the moisture from the tip.

“That’s it, suck me into your perfect mouth,” Alastor commanded with a groan of his own.

I swirled the tip of my tongue over his head and down the slit, gathering every bit of his taste. As I flattened my tongue over the swollen head and sucked, Lex dipped a third finger into me and seemed to match my movements unconsciously. It was enough to have my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I moaned around Alastor.

I pulled back as I became one with the stars in the sky and exploded into stardust, and still, Lex didn’t relent in his assault. To add to my ongoing pleasure, I felt Bellamy’s fingers circle my throat again in my favorite kind of necklace, anticipation of my air cutting off making me really feel like I’d shot into space, and my heart raced even more.

They knew how to draw it out, and I wanted to weep as I came back into myself. It was almost too much. But now it was their turn, and I was sure we would return to the nether again, together this time.

CHAPTER 14

Raiden

I had drank a little too much after leaving Sammy. The sadness in the depths of her eyes made me want to pretend I remembered. Be the man she thought I was. It haunted me even now, as I looked down at another glass of whiskey between my fingers.

I wasn’t sure if I was a drinker before, but it might be a hobby I took up now. The burn of the oak-infused alcohol had disappeared a few glasses ago. But the smooth slide of it down my throat was still there, the savory flavor on my tongue.

The cold didn’t even feel that cold anymore. With the sun coming up, I was sure whatever chill had settled over me would leave soon enough. I watched the sun rise over the red mountains, the demon palace far in the distance, and my kin taking morning flights around the peaks.

If I didn’t think I’d crash into the rocks in the equivalent of a dragon car accident, I’d join them. Instead, I took another long swallow of the liquid that kept me warm all night, wishing, not for the first time, I had taken Samantha up on her offer.

“What the fuck are you doing out here?” Tyler asked.

The large door behind me opened to reveal the man that was my best friend. Not that I had many memories, just the fleeting ones that told me it was true. I just couldn’t access that portion of my brain obviously. He paused, taking me in, and his gaze narrowed on the glass in my grip.

“Are you drinking?” he asked, and the disbelieving edge to his voice told me I probably didn’t do it often.

Well, I should. It was nice to feel nothing.

I shrugged half-heartedly and lifted the glass in unsteady fingers. When had they gotten like that?

“Want some?” The words came out slurred and nothing as I expected. Hmm. I furrowed my brow and eyed the amber liquid. “Really smooth.”

“Holy shit, you’re drunk. Fuck, Rai, you are going to regret that choice.” He sank into the seat next to me. “What happened? Did you stay up all night? Where is Sam?”

He fired the questions at me like an unrelenting drill sergeant, and I shrugged again. The alcohol slipped over the side of the glass and coated my fingers.

Tyler leaned across the space and took the glass from my unresisting fingers. I guess I was done. At least now I felt like I could sleep.

“Bed.” I stumbled to my feet, and the skyline wavered as if the ground was moving beneath my feet. My arms were thrown out to steady myself. “Shit.”

The full effect of the drinks hit me like a sledgehammer, and I barely made it to the ledge of the balcony before I was emptying the burning liquid from my stomach. It felt like breathing fire, only worse as it came out my nose too. Was I dying? It felt like I was dying.

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