by Liddie Cain
He drew away, his expression serious with his arousal. Then he dropped to his knees and leaned in beside Conall, capturing my other nipple into his mouth. I sucked in a breath, looking down and watching them both there. My hand left Felix so I could grab both of them, one handful of snow white hair and one handful of raven wing black. Felix walked around to the front where I could see that he had stripped. His black wings sat arched slightly up over his back, showing his excitement along with the very obviously erect front of him. Seeing him, feeling the mouths on my breasts, and my breathing erratic, my knees suddenly grew weak, and I sagged into the men kneeling in front of me. Conall realized first and pulled me into his arms, standing with me and walking over to lay me down on the bed.
Felix and Drest stood at the foot of the bed as Conall stripped off the rest of his clothes. “We’ll give him a moment,” Felix said to Drest.
“Of course,” Drest replied.
Conall crawled up on the bed and I saw him naked for the first time. He was long, like the rest of him, and curved just a touch to the left. As soon as he was close enough, I grasped him. He made a noise in the back of his throat and held still, speaking tightly, “Are you feeling okay again?”
“Yep,” I replied as I came up onto my knees without releasing my grip on the hard length of him, pressing the front of my body up against him so his erection laid against my stomach. He kissed me hard, his hand sliding down my back, over my ass and in between my legs. He slid one long finger across me and grunted, “You’re already so wet.” I nodded, his touch making me unable to form words. When his finger slid inside of me, my body arched against the front of his.
“So ready,” he murmured. He lifted me against him and turned so he laid back on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I glanced over at Drest and pointed at the panties I was still wearing. He smirked and walked over to us. I laid down flat on Conall and kissed him. Drest pulled my legs out behind me and slid his fingers underneath the hem of my panties. I felt the bed move as he put his weight on it and leaned over me to kiss the small of my back. As he pulled the panties down over my hips, he kissed his way down my back and ass. Conall reached up and gripped the hair on the back of my head, angling his mouth so that his tongue caress mine as Drest kissed down my leg and flipped my panties off onto the floor.
Felix opened the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out of bottle of silicone lubricant that I only kept there for anal sex. I pulled my legs forward again so I could straddle Conall, reaching down and firmly grasping the base of him. I locked my gaze onto those spring green eyes and lowered myself down onto him. He was too wide to slide into me easily, and as I worked him deeper inside, I watched him lose control of his face. I moaned loudly once he was all the way in me, circling my hips to feel him in there. “Oh shit,” Conall groaned, grabbing my hips to hold me still.
But Felix had crawled up on the other side of me from Drest and he shoved me down to lay flat on Conall. I felt a few drops of the lubricant fall on my skin and moved slowly, pulling Conall barely out of me then sliding back onto him, as Felix rubbed that lubricant across my ass checks. “Put a couple of drops on you,” he told Drest.
Conall loosened his grip as Felix and Drest made preparations behind me, letting me move unhindered. I wasn’t quite tall enough to kiss him without pulling myself completely off of him, so I let my head fall back and concentrated on riding the hard length of him. He lifted his hips to meet my thrusts. My arousal was too far gone from having the attention of the three of them. I started slamming myself down on Conall and let out a loud cry as my orgasm crashed over me. Power shivered over my skin and Conall’s power answered, thickening and blowing around us like a wind. He had held on through my orgasm, but from the way his jaw was clenched, it had not been easy to stop himself from following me over that edge.
The mattress moved again, and I felt Drest’s hands on my hips. He placed his erection on the well lubricated surface of my ass cheeks and rubbed himself across me.
“I want to feel both of you inside me,” I gasped out. Conall growled his approval, tightening his grip on my hair as we stilled for Drest. He slipped the head of him in between my ass cheeks and carefully guided his why inside. There was resistance, but only enough to make it feel good. Conall pulled one of my nipples in between his fingers of his free hand as Drest got deeper and deeper.
“Is that okay?” Drest asked me, making sure I wasn’t in pain.
“It’s amazing,” I responded, “But let me control it first.”
They obliged, holding themselves still as I was the one that moved. My hips lifted forward, drawing them both slowly out, then back onto them again. The feeling of both of them sliding into me from both angles made me cry out. I circled my hips again and again and stretched to accommodate them. “Okay,” I finally breathed out. Conall and Drest began to move, and it only took them a moment to find their rhythm together.
Both of them thrust into me simultaneously. I could almost feel the two of them meet through my body. I cried out, moaning almost endlessly from the pleasure their bodies gave to mine. I found an answering rhythm and pushed them harder. The sounds of our skin slapping together filled the room in between our moans. I cracked one eye open and looked behind me, watching Drest thrust with his eyes closed and his head fallen back in pleasure. I could see the outline of one of Felix’s wings behind Drest.
“Felix,” I gasped out. He climbed up on the bed, nude, knowing what I was asking, and maneuvered himself on his knees beside Conall with his erection in front of me. Conall released my hair and let me lean over enough to grasp Felix at the base of his shaft and plunge him into my mouth. Felix gripped my head, making me hold still as he took over since my ability to move was limited. He flexed his hips backward and forward, giving me time to make small adjustments before I gripped his leg and let him know I was ready. Then he started fucking my mouth.
I felt like the most wanted woman on the planet as they filled every hole. Their hands caressed me sweetly on my back, sides and through my hair. They used the strength of their bodies to pound themselves into me. I couldn’t have gotten away if I wanted to, and that made it all the more exciting. Conall’s grip grew more intense, and I knew that he had been brought to his limit. He shifted his legs and started pounding into me harder and faster. My body bucked on top of him and back against Drest.
I screamed around Felix where he thrust down my throat, my orgasm coming right before Conall did. He cried out right after me. And he was more than the Unseelie King. He had once been worshiped as a god of revelry. He was the Merrymaker. As his orgasm crashed through him, his power surged out. I felt giddy and drunk and higher than I had ever known. My own power shivered out around him in response. Drest cried out behind me, and both of them were spilling themselves into me.
“Well, fuck,” Felix grunted as all that power assaulted him. His grip on my head tightened as he warned me, “I’m going to cum, baby.”
He shoved himself deeper into my mouth even faster. With a few more throats, he too was loudly voicing his pleasure as he spilled himself into my mouth. I swallowed him down, swallowed them all down. That power echoed between the four of us and brought us higher and higher on a wave of orgasm that felt like it would never in. Felix’s wings spread wide out above us as we all finally reached completion.
I fell down onto Conall’s chest as Drest withdrew himself carefully. Felix slipped out from between my lips and helped me fall down beside Conall onto the bed, panting. My body felt stretched and like I would ache in the morning, but it would be a good ache. Felix leaned over and gave me a soft kiss. “That should tide us over for a few days while you fight vampire crime.”
I laughed and grabbed his face, kissing him again. “You know I’ll miss you.”
“I just made sure of it,” he boasted before sliding down and licking my still hard and sensitive nipple. I jumped, making him wink up at me. Then he got off of the bed and walked into the bathroom. Drest moved up on the other side of
me so that I lay between him and Conall, then they both laid their arms across me and pressed their skin against mine. I turned to kiss Conall first, slow and lingering. He smiled as I pulled back again.
Then I turned and traced my fingers across Drest’s cheek before our mouths met for a soft kiss as well. “Think I earned that consort title now?” He laughed, rolling onto his back and propping his arm up above his head.
“Most definitely.”
“I would have you wear the same title in the Unseelie Court, if you will have it,” Conall said.
“Yes,” I replied, looking back at him.
He leaned forward and brushed his lips across my forehead. “I know that your life will be mostly spent in the human world, but I will enjoy the time we do have together. You will have a part of my heart always, Roz.”
“And you a part of mine, Conall.”
Felix came back out of the bathroom with the shower still running. Water droplets still rolled down off of the black feathers of his wings. “Drest, if you will pass me our little angel, I will clean her up.”
I giggled as Drest grabbed me and lifted me above him to pass to Felix. He scooped me up against his chest and carried me into the bathroom. I was still laughing as he tucked into the shower with me and stepped into the spray of water. He turned me so that my back was against the wall with my legs around his waist. I didn’t realize that he was hard and ready again until he thrust inside of me with one firm jerk of his hips. I cried out from the surprise, clinging to his shoulders and whimpering in pleasure.
“I love you, Roz. More than I’ll ever be ever to express to you.” He spoke as he held himself tightly within me. I had to struggle to focus on his words since my brain had already fuzzed over with sex again.
“I love you too, Felix.”
He moved, pulling himself out of me and shoving back in. Our mouths molded together. He poured his love into that kiss and into the way that he joined our bodies together. When I cried out, it was with his name. I came for him, digging my nails into his shoulders as he pumped himself quickly inside of me. He cried out my name as well as he spilled himself inside me again. Then we stood there in the steamy heat of the shower, holding each other tightly with no intention of letting go any time soon.
I spent the night wrapped in Felix’s arms and my own arm thrown against Drest’s waist as I cuddled against his back. Conall had returned to check on Maeve and Meredith, but he arrived as I was eating breakfast in the main hall to take me back home. Aurnia, Queen of the Gloaming Court, sat across the table from me trying to get me to talk about Darby without directly asking me about her. She had a major crush on my best friend. I had a feeling Darby felt the same way about Aurnia, but she needed time to process the end of her relationship with Sylvia so she had not tried to talk to Aurnia again yet.
“So how is everyone?” Aurnia asked. A princess of the Seelie Court before being crowned the Gloaming Queen, Aurnia was a lovely Sidhe noble. Her blond hair was a mix of golden and platinum, her skin was lightly sun-kissed and her eyes were a piercing molten gold. She wore an elaborate gown with a corset top, made up of sunset colors of deep rose and lavender. Drest had left the room early enough this morning to get dressed in his own royal attire that matched hers. They had become quite friendly with each other, but Aurnia was not very attracted to men and they were not likely to ever be a mated pair. It wasn’t necessary for their thrones, it only mattered that they complimented each other as rulers.
“Everyone is good,” I replied, hiding my amusement as she obviously debated how to get me to elaborate. I liked Aurnia though, so I finally made it easy for her. “Darby seems like she is doing okay. The split from Sylvia was stressful, of course. But both of them seem to be trying very hard to stay friends and not hurt the other one.”
She moistened her lips and kept a very neutral expression. “I am sorry to hear that their relationship could not be saved. I didn’t want Darby to be hurt.”
I reached over and laid my hand over hers. “I know that.”
“Tell her for me?”
“Of course. I’ll tell her that she is on your mind.”
“Yes, she is.”
She squeezed my hand and gave me a quick smile as my mother Hanna walked into the room and waved at me. I took one last swig of the coffee I had left in my mug and got up to go hug her.
“Where is Father?” I asked.
“Oh he’s down on the beach sparing with Eziel. I was about to walk down there. Do you have time to go down there with me before you leave?”
“Sure,” I replied. She took my hand, and we walked over to where the pathway to the beach led out from behind the large flat stone that the thrones sat on. The path winded down the cliff side with wooden stairs at each turn that led to a lower section. Once you stepped out of the dry cavern that held the main hall, the ocean breeze swept over you. It was permanent golden hour out on the beach where the sun had finally dipped below the horizon, but the sky was still filled with soft golden light that photographers loved for beach portraits on Earth. We both slipped out of our shoes before we stepped out onto the sugar white sand.
It was soft and warm, beckoning you to talk a long stroll as the waves reached out to touch you. I took a deep breath of that refreshing air and gave my mother a huge grin. She laughed and said, “You always did love the beach.”
“This is my first time coming down here since the Court formed it,” I admitted.
“Well it’s lovely.”
I tugged at her hand and we broke out into a run across the tighter packed sand close to the water. Her large white wings stretched out behind her, the feathers shivering in the wind as we joyously dashed into the laughing waves that rolled across the ocean shore. Father and Eziel heard our giggles and stopped to turn and watch us approach. I let go of Mother’s hand and ran faster towards them. Father barked out a laugh as I got close, tossed his sword and shield to the ground, and caught me like I was still that little guardian angel he had raised. His strong arms lifted me into the air and spun around. His great wings spread wide behind him as he lowered me to the ground. Azrael had a double set of wings, the only one of the angels among us that did. It marked him as being one of the immaculate seven of the seraphim. He could also call a burning halo in battle that had a lethal heavenly light attack or could make a defensive shield of fire around him. Not all angels could call halos, but Father could wield his with deadly precision.
Father reached behind me to greet Mother as he always did, tucking her hair behind her ear and giving her a moment of affection. Eziel walked over and clasped my hands in his. “Felix will be joining us in our training while he is here. I believe he thinks he will show his old man some tricks.”
“Knock him on his butt a few times, it’ll be good for his ego,” I replied with a grin at the angel who was practically my father-in-law. It made him chuckle.
“Let us impress the women, Azrael my friend,” he said as Father turned back to face us.
“You can try your best,” Father boasted with a very male grin. He picked his sword and shield back up and they walked a short distance away from us before turning to face each other. Then they were a blur of movement. Azrael flew through the air, landing heavy blows against Eziel’s sword and blocking every swing that the other man made. They had spent centuries training together and knew the other one well. It was like they were choreographed in their movements. In a flash of power, there were suddenly three of Eziel, attacking from all sides. Azrael’s laugh echoed over the waves as he whirled to defend himself. Then his burning halo flared to life over his head.
A wave of flame surrounded one of the phantom figures. It blinked out of sight as Azrael continued to battle with the other two. The halo hummed with power, casting out a great burst of light that clung to the other phantom Eziel and slowly disintegrated it. That power had washed over me and Hanna as well and would normally pass over us without harm. But today, it knocked me to the ground and tingled over my skin.
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p; “Azrael!” Mother said sharply.
They both froze, turning to see why she had called his name. I laid there, blinking up at the sunset sky and feeling like my body was disconnected from my head.
“Roz, honey? Are you okay?” Mother asked, leaning over me.
“I think so. I feel weird.”
Father was suddenly there, standing over me. I felt power building inside of me and gave him widened eyes. “Something is wrong.”
He shook his head and replied, “No daughter, just one of your powers manifesting.”
“What?”
He reached out and took my hand, pulling me to stand. I felt a little light headed still and was thankful that he kept a hand on my arm to steady me. The power that had been building and tightening inside of me suddenly unleashed, scalding its way through my body and making me yelp. My vision dimmed as I heard Mother take in a gasp. “She gains her own halo!”
I felt it as soon as she said it. There was a focus of my own power above my head, like an extension of my mind floating above me. It cast a glittering light across their faces and down over me. I could see it as my vision cleared again. Azrael was smiling at me with pride written across his face. “She is right. Your wear a halo.”
I looked at the three of them in shock. “But I’m mostly human.”
“Your powers have not been diminished by your mortal body, it would seem.”
I tilted my head back slightly, and the halo stayed in place enough that I could see the front of the ring. It glowed from within with thousands of beads of light swirling across the surface of it like liquid glitter. I reached up, unable to help myself, and touched the shimmering solid surface. The fact that it was hard surprised me. I had never tried to touch Azrael’s before simply because it was normally engulfed in flame when he was using his.