by Ember Hollis
He purses his lips and shakes his head. “Even so, it’s safer for you here.”
“Come on,” I roll my eyes. “I almost died. And thanks to me, the school almost closed. She’d not going to want someone who’s as much trouble as me jeopardizing all the students here. She’s not Dumbledore and I’m not Harry Potter. She’s going to kick me out, as soon as the angel ambassador says I’m well.”
“Don’t worry. If anyone tries to find you again to trace the Seals of the Apocalypse, we’ll protect you. Because it’s our duty,” Christian says, using one of his streamers to poke me on the nose.
I stare at him, unable to believe he’s serious.
But Christian just smiles. “It will take a while before then though. And we’ll have advanced notice when they break the first three Seals. Anyway, who are these magic casters you speak of? I’ve never heard of Bumblydore and Hetty Potter.”
“Of course you haven’t,” I sigh and roll my eyes. His streamer pokes me again this time on the lips, making them tingle and sending a frisson of desire zig zagging down my spine to pool in my stomach.
“Don’t!” I protest, throwing a pillow at him, which he ducks easily as he comes to sit on the edge of my bed. “I told you, no powers! And get off, I’m sick.”
“But didn’t you like using my powers?” Christian says with a lascivious grin. “And didn’t the angel say, you’re almost completely recovered now? I think some physical activity will do you good.”
He bends down to kiss me and I push him away with a laugh.
Is he just bored… or does he really want me?
I can’t tell which, and it makes me hesitate.
“I think he was trying to, but I couldn’t quite hear him over Malek’s grumbling in the morning,” I say, trying to cover up the awkwardness when Christian frowns. “He’s not happy there’s another angel in the school now, you know. As if I’m much of one.”
“As long as he stays out of Malek’s way, he’ll survive,” Christian says, bending towards me as he tries again. “Now, are you going to stay still and let me kiss you, or what?”
“I thought you were going to drop me,” I say cagily, deciding not beat around the bush. “If you’re just getting an itch in your pants… I’d prefer if you found someone else to scratch it.”
“Actually, I’d like you to scratch it…” Christian smirks. “And then I’ll scratch yours… remember how good that felt?” he whispers as he bends close again, this time my ear. “Our powers combining, feeding off each other, in a neverending spiral of ecstasy?”
He’s using that hot, low, bedroom voice of his. The one that… coupled with his tousled honey-blond hair and heavy lidded eyes… just makes me want to jump him.
I inhale deeply, trying to regain my senses as he leans beside me on the bed, elbow propping up his head and a hand tracing swirls on my stomach. At least he’s not using any powers.
“Or,” I say, slightly out of breath, “Or, we could just play Scrabble.”
“Oh, I like Scrabble.”
Both of us look over as Knox slips into my room. “We used to play it in one of the foster homes I grew up in. I think it was the one where the parents OD’d and their three year old kid ate the cat.”
I wince. Knox always has the worst stories to share.
“Actually, the lamb and I were hoping for a little private time,” Christian begins, while I raise my brows at him.
Knox doesn’t take the hint. Or rather, he takes it the wrong way. “Really?” he says, his green eyes glittering. “I can give you some privacy.”
He stalks over to Christian, slices through the air beside him, then nudges the surprised Horseman into the chilly darkness that’s appeared through the slit.
“You’ll have all the privacy you want,” he says with an evil grin, before he drops down beside me on the bed.
“Neat trick,” I chuckle as he winks at me.
Knox kisses me fully on the lips with no warning—and when he finally draws back, leaving me panting—absolutely no repentance.
“I know more neat tricks,” he says, reaching out to brush my hair back with one hand, as his other moves down low to cup my ass over the thin, barely there nightgown I’m wearing.
“Hey, he’s probably watching,” I gasp, even though I’m smiling. I can just imagine the look on Christian’s face, watching is through the strange grayness that permeates everything in Knox’s shadow dimension.
“You know, he probably is,” Knox agrees, chuckling as he kisses me again. His hand hikes up my skirt, and before I can push it down, he’s touching me between my legs, sliding his fingers through my folds so expertly, I lose my train of thought and just gasp at the sensations.
Two things happen at once in the next moment. Christian falls out of the air on the other side of the room, gasping and panting, his face red and his eyes wide with rage, while Bane let’s himself into my room after a polite series of knocks.
I blink my eyes open, lost in the sensations Knox is giving me until I realize that Christian’s hauled him up by the collar and is reaching his fist back to punch him.
“Hey!” Bane shouts authoritatively, getting between them. “Stop it!”
“Yeah,” I yelp, pulling my covers up to cover myself. “No fighting in my room!”
What the heck was going on? And why couldn’t our hospital gowns be a little thicker? I feel altogether too exposed when all three of them glance at me.
Bane’s eyes widen slightly when he sees the peaks of my nipples through the fabric, while Knox chuckles and Christian fumes.
“What the hell, huh?” he growls at the green-eyed Horseman. “How dare you throw me in one of your little dimensions!” he starts to shake Knox hard, despite Bane’s hand on his shoulder, until Knox’s shirt rips right down the collar and Knox’s eyes flash.
“Oh, you’re so going to pay back for that!” he hisses, reaching for a sickle that’s suddenly appeared by his side.
“Stop fighting!” I yell as Bane tries to grapple with Knox too.
My door slams open and Malek barges in, his red hair flattened and his skin all sweaty. He looks flushed, as if he’s been out running or something, and at the sight of the other three, he stops dead and says, “Hey, are you guys fighting without me?”
I roll my eyes as all four of them glare at each other, then stand up on my bed and shout at the top of my voice. “Everybody stays, or everybody out! But no fighting either way!”
“What about fucking?”
“WHAT?”
“H-huh?”
“What, while fighting?”
I slap a hand to my face and glare at Knox, who just raises a brow at me, his smile a little too innocent, to be genuine.
Huh. That calculating, little sneak.
I survey all Four of them, my blood rising suddenly as I realize… that I actually do want all four of them. Together. At once.
“Yeah, that’s okay,” I say after another moment.
Christian stares at me as if I’ve turned into a mushroom, while Malek blushes red to match his hair and Bane… Bane’s face straightens to an unreadable expression, just a moment before he loosens his grip on Knox and Christian to reach for his tie.
“Yeah,” he says. “I’m up for that. And the rest of you can leave if you aren’t,” he adds, with a challenging tone at the other three.
Chapter 27: Heaven
I expect more of a fuss, especially from Christian or Malek. But by the time Bane’s shirt drops to the floor, they’re all following suit.
“Just lock the door before that mangy werewolf decides to drop in on us,” Christian grumbles, giving me a dark look.
“Don’t worry about him,” Malek says, flexing his muscles as he strips of his jacket.
I stare open-mouthed as first Bane, then the others approach me, all Four, drop dead gorgeous guys who could have been on the cover of any magazine in the world.
“Are you sure?” I ask, dry-mouthed. Can I even handle all Four of them?
/> Knox’s smile is practically sinful.
“You’re half succubus aren’t you?” he purrs in my ear, swinging up on the bed behind me. He grabs the hem of my nightgown, then slowly pulls it over my head, baring me inch by inch for the other three.
Their gazes are as hot as fiery knives as they rake over me, and by the time the last of the fabric passes over my head, I’m so turned on by their gazes that I’m throbbing between my legs. I’ve never felt so desired and so beautiful than I do now, with all Four of them unable to look away.
Bane kneels onto the foot of the bed reverently, then leans forward to trail kisses up my leg to my inner thigh and then between them, while Malek leans down to nip at one of my breasts and Christian bends down to kiss me.
Knox’s lips on my neck, Bane’s caresses between my legs, Christian’s passion, and Malek’s hot touch all team together to drive me crazy. I reach a hand back to tangle in Knox’s hair, while I push into Malek and Bane’s hands, craving every bit of sensation they give me.
Christian leans back watch me as I writhe, his blue eyes dark with passion as he drinks in the scene.
“You know, this isn’t all that bad,” he says, his skin starting to glimmer with blue-green energy. My pink haze is rising all around us too, amplifying each touch, each lick, each kiss.
I nod, almost unable to speak, then spread my legs. I need someone in me, now, before I burst from wanting.
The Four of them look at each other as if wondering who’ll go first. Then Bane heaves a sigh and says, “Lady’s choice.”
I give him a soft smile. Though he was as cold and sharp as death’s own scythe when we’d first met, Bane has really turned out to be the ultimate gentleman when it comes to sex.
“Christian,” I say at last. He was the least sure about this situation, and I know that it’s always rankled in him that he couldn’t have me first.
The blond Horseman doesn’t waste any time. With a dexterousness that takes me by surprise, he pulls my hips up, nudges my legs apart, then thrusts into me, filling my core. I moan as he pumps into me, and reach for Malek’s huge member, curling my fingers around him.
Bane leans down to kiss me on the lips, first delicately, then more passionately, thrusting his tongue into my mouth in sync with Christian’s thrusts. I catch a glimpse of Knox stretched out on the bed, touching himself as he watches us, then I’m swept away as Christian’s and my power start to mingle, swirling around us and heightening everything until I feel myself clenching tight around him, spasming as he cries out hoarsely and comes inside me.
Malek quickly moves to take his place, and though he’s larger, I’m so wet that his shaft slides in smoothly with no resistance. I gasp and cry out as he plunges in and out of me, turning me onto my stomach so he can go deep. It feels almost too much, so soon after I’ve come. And yet, after a few moments, I start to push back against him, craving the fullness I feel with him thrusting so hard, I can feel him deep in my belly.
Bane moved to lean against the headboard, his purple eyes glinting as he guides me forward to his cock. I want to lick it and kiss it gently, savoring its taste rolling across my tongue, but we’ve all too far gone for that. He pushes me down onto him, jerking his hips up as he fucks my mouth, and I comply, allowing Malek’s thrusts to push me back and forth between them.
It feels so good, I start to come again, moaning endlessly around Bane’s cock. Malek squeezes my ass tight with his hands, no doubt feeling my walls shudder around him, but he doesn’t stop. He just keeps fucking me, till he comes too, spending himself in me in hot streams.
I’m too exhausted to move after that, but Knox and Bane help me, positioning me so my back is to Bane while Knox kneels between my legs.
“Are you okay with this?” Bane whispers as Knox lifts my legs. I nod, groaning hard as first Bane slips into me, then Knox, both their shafts stretching and filling me more than I’ve ever felt before.
They move slowly, carefully at first, so as not to hurt me. But soon, the feeling and sensations carry us away again, and we’re rutting so hard, I see stars behind my eyelids. Bane comes first, thrusting hard, then pulling out to come against my ass. Knox keeps going, while I shudder too, coming yet again.
Christian’s moves behind me next, taking Bane’s place inside me. I laugh, feeling his familiar energy twine around me, making me crazily horny all over again, like a circle without an end.
I have no idea what will happen next, or where this will take me, I think wildly as I crash my lips against Malek, his passion and desire sweeping me away. Distantly, I’m aware of purple sparks cutting holes in my curtains and slits of icy darkness appearing through the air. Or even if we’ll ever stop.
But it’s okay, because now, I have the Four, and it looks like we won’t ever want to.
Dear Reader,
Thank you so much for reading about Heaven’s journey with the Four Horsemen. I really enjoyed writing this series, it’s my very first reverse harem story and I’m so happy to have been able to share it with you!
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