by Kenna Bardot
Of course, I had no intentions of looking towards Ashric because he wasn't what I wanted to see. However, something compelled me to stare, and he gave me such a creepy smile that I immediately averted my eyes.
Overwhelmed, I sat back and closed my eyes, waiting for my life to change. Good or bad, for it to change.
Waiting
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Time moved so slow, like walking through a path of molasses, but my heart as it raced in my chest felt like it would race straight out of my chest.
I felt rather than heard the change - Caprice appeared in the middle of the room and though I could not hear; I knew that the men reacted. She held her hand out and the wall between us fell away and it was like something sizzled down my spine at the awareness of being in the same space with my Five.
Caprice waved her hand and the rest of the Core Gods appeared along with Colm, and he tossed his hair off his brow and rolled his eyes. He wasn't pleased with the method of travel. He pursed his lips together and stepped back to allow the Core Gods to take the stage. Even with my guts in knots, I couldn't help but smile.
"Children, please do be quiet," Rhiannon requested with a smile and the men quieted within a moment. Such was the power of the calm that was Mother Rhiannon. We all turned our eyes towards the group that stood at the middle of the room.
Caprice bowed low and held up her arms in an over-the-top gesture. I broke my gaze free from my guys but kept worrying my lip. It felt like such a pivotal moment, and I had to squeeze my eyes closed just so I didn't have to look at Caprice any longer. It also had the added benefit of stopping me from crying.
"Child," a voice spoke by my ear and I had to open my eyes to look. Caprice stood by me, hand out. I hesitated a moment before I took it, noting that my hand trembled as I did so. She pulled until I stood in the middle of the room with her. She spoke softly, so softly that it felt as though only I could hear. "This is the moment that would define the rest of your life. I suggest that you look straight ahead with strength and pride."
I gave her a long look before I nodded and squared my shoulders. "Yes, Mother Caprice, you’re right, and I'm ready."
Her hands came up and once again I felt the warmth on my ear. I heard a clink and felt the heft of the cuff that attached there fall free. Like she'd said, it felt like a step forward in the journey that was my life. The metal with the seven gems and shards sat on her cupped palms. "Look to this and see your future."
It glowed so brightly that I had to avert my eyes. When the light abated, I turned my head back towards her and looked down. The ear cuff was gone but on her hand five gems - red, white, purple, gold and silver - remained.
"Do you mean-?" I asked because I couldn't believe what I was saying. She nodded and with one of her hands she took mine and poured the crystals into it.
"Fuck," I faintly heard Lathyn say in the background but my heart leapt with so much joy and hope that I couldn’t feel sorry for her.
"Mireyah will be Sired by Charolais Vide, Shephard Tempestas, Hollis Svadeni, Ryle Karfi and Tate Nastroj. You have my blessing with all the joy and sorrow that entails." Caprice held out her hand, and I felt a warmth emanate from it and touch the crystals that were on my hand.
"And mine, with love, life and hope," Rhiannon came up and held out her hand and still more heat.
"Mine with strength, energy and vitality," Anselm added and did just as the two others had done.
Finally Zeevar stepped up to me with what I already labeled as his traditional smirk. "And mine with death. The death of your past and a rebirth of you into the new being that you will become. A God, just as we are standing before you."
"Congratulations, Mireyah," Colm breathed and a part of me felt my heart stir at the broken look in his eyes. I was determined to prove him wrong. Prove to him that the five were the best thing for me. "Now it is time for you to give them their crystals. If they take it, then they take you as well.”
To dispel any doubts they had changed their minds, my five males rushed towards me. I first dropped the silver sliver on Tate's hand, the golden square for Ryle, the purple diamond for Shephard, Hollis' red sun and finally, in that moment that he stared at me, the king his white swirl.
And I knew, finally, I was completely his equal. Or on my way to be.
The queen. And as he smiled, I knew he wouldn’t have it any other way.
"Now, go. Farewell and be well. Sire our Mireyah and welcome her to the life of a Goddess."
Charolais took my hand and the rest of our men surrounded us, and we walked out. I felt like I floated on air.
Chapter 36
Mireyah
We made for the doors, going for the private suite that had been prepared. Light filtered in through the massive windows that faced Demiorgo.
I could see only the trees at the base of the mountain in the private space behind it. This suite was special, only used for those completing the Sire bond.
I wouldn't be able to Ascend to Demiorgo until my bond was complete, wouldn't be able to go to my new home until I had shed my Sylfe skin. As soon as the doors closed behind us, I spun and buried my face in Shephard's chest. Tears fell from my eyes, tears that had built because I had thought I would have to take a different bond.
And then they’d have been tears of sadness rather than of joy.
It wasn't even remotely unusual that Gods would expect to fuck their new brides, in fact it was probably more unusual that they didn't. The possibility that I might have had to face that scenario with Lathyn so soon had felt terrifying.
"You're okay," Shephard whispered, his voice rough with the emotion and relief that I knew we all felt. Char stepped up as Shephard turned me away from him and stepped back, and the white swirl in his hand glittered in the sun, brighter than a diamond. He took my hand in his, turning my arm so that the inside of my wrist faced up.
"I claim you as my own, Mireyah Vide," he whispered, touching the swirl to the inside of my wrist. Pain flooded my body, and I barely kept myself standing in the face of it, but I watched in fascination as it seemed to slip under my skin. With a flash of white light, the tattoo of a small white moon appeared where the gem had been.
Shephard stepped up next, the purple diamond in his massive fingers as Char smiled at me warmly. "I claim you as my own, Mireyah Tempestas," he murmured, touching the purple gem to the space just above Char's moon. A bolt of electricity ran through me, zapping me into shock as his gem slipped inside me. The purple lightning bolt stood out in stark contrast to my fair skin. He grinned at me, stroking a thumb over the tattoo that felt like it sent a shock through me at the contact.
Ryle and Tate stepped up together, but it was Tate who touched his silver circle to the space above Shep's lightning bolt. "I claim you as my own, Mireyah Nastroj," he said, smirking at me. A surge of warmth, of love and affection made me draw a deep breath, filling me with love as his silver star bloomed on my skin.
Ryle's gold square went above his. "I claim you as my own, Mireyah Karfi," he whispered with a grin. Strength made me steel my spine, feeling like it filled me with invincibility as his gold star appeared in a flash of golden light.
Hollis swaggered up to me, touching his red sun to my skin with a seductive smile. "I claim you as my own, Mireyah Svadeni," he commanded, and the warmth that the others had created in me flooded straight to my core, shifting to arousal as his red sun completed the line of tattoos that marked me as theirs.
Vines bloomed from the marks, wrapping around my forearm to connect them all together as heat flooded my body and nearly drove me to my knees. Only the hands of the men who caught me kept me upright, and when I opened my eyes, it was to find them staring down at me in confusion.
"What's wrong?" I asked, shrugging off their hands and moving for the mirror at the edge of the room.
When my reflection filled my vision, I knew exactly why they'd been so confused. The roots of my hair had turned bronze and drifted into a vibrant blue ombre as my waves glided down my ba
ck. My eyes were a vibrant blue, with bronze shards of color speckled throughout them. "I don't understand. Am I a Majele or a Kald?"
Char stepped up, taking a strand of my hair in his hands and studying the way the dual tones shone in the sun. If my skin had been flawless as a Sylfe, it was luminous as a Goddess, matching the sparkle that my hair gave off as it glittered like stars hidden beneath my skin.
"I think you're both," Char whispered, and it was unusual to see his face twisted in awe as he looked at me.
"There's never been a Goddess with so many Sires. We should have expected something might be different," Tate answered, taking the fabric of my Sylfe gown and stripping it off my head. His fingers trailed over the bare skin he found when I stood naked, and I heaved in a shuddering breath at the way even the lightest touch felt like it reached inside and touched me. The core of me, the very center of my being.
Hollis smirked, stepping up to sweep the rest of my hair off my shoulder as he pressed into my spine. His lips teased over the skin of my neck. "Everything as a God is just more, Pet," he whispered, and I could feel his breath as it touched every nerve.
"Would you like us to show you?" he murmured.
I grinned, seeing my reflection in the mirror. Seeing myself as strong and surrounded by the men I loved.
My Sires.
Mine.
"Yes," I whispered, and Hollis ran his fingers down my front to go to the space between my legs. The first stroke of his fingers through me made me feel like I was a live wire, like my pussy and my heart were attached. His fingers slid through me leisurely as the others watched me grind my hips back against him. They tugged their clothes off, and I let myself feel powerful.
Feel the complete head rush that came with knowing that they were mine for all eternity. Mine to love. Mine to hold. Mine to fuck.
And that I was the only woman they'd ever have. The only one who could bring them to their knees.
"Tell us what you want," Char said, filling my vision as Hollis worked me into a frenzy.
"I want you on your knees," I panted, staring up at him. Those eyes went blinding as they filled with heat as he touched his full lips to mine. His teeth nibbled at my mouth as I parted for him, and then he kissed his way down as he dropped to his knees in front of me.
"Whatever you want, my wife," he murmured, drawing a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. "Is this where you want me?" he asked as he let it slide free, scraping his teeth over the delicate flesh until I squirmed.
"Lower," I gasped. "I want you to get me ready for them, and then I want all of us connected."
"My queen wants me to lick her pussy until she screams so she can turn around and fuck her other Sires?"
"Yes!" I hissed, pressing back further into Hollis as he grasped me around the back of one of my knees and lifted my leg, spreading me open. Char's tongue touched me, licking me from entrance to clit and swirling around the overly sensitive nub until I wanted to cry out.
"And what will I do while your tight little holes suck them dry?" he asked, slipping a finger inside me and thrusting harshly. With the way it curled toward him, it immediately sent me right to the edge.
"Watch," I gasped. "You'll watch, and maybe if you're lucky someone will suck you off." He slid his fingers free, moving them to the other entrance I knew they would fill. There were just too many of us for me to not take one of them there for us to all be connected.
I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
As soon as his fingers breached my ass, I shuddered, and he wrapped his lips around my clit. Sucking harshly, he sent me spiraling into my orgasm. When he stood in front of me with a smirk, Hollis leaned forward and kissed him.
The knowledge that they shared the taste of me with that kiss threatened to send me into another climax. But Char went to the chair at the front of the room, foregoing the bed entirely. He sat, his cock curved up to his belly button as he took it in hand and stroked it.
"Who wants her ass?" he asked the others and Shep grinned. He followed Char's line of vision, laying on his back on the plush carpet of the floor. Char surprised me, grabbing the bottle of lube off the table next to him and squirting some into his hand. Then he leaned forward, reaching down to stroke Shep until he was coated and wet.
"You saw the man. He wants your ass." Char smirked, releasing Shep finally to lean back. I scowled at him, but walked over and turned my back to Shep as I bent down over him. His hands hit my hips, guiding me until I felt the tip of him between my legs. He reached down to guide himself as I lowered, slowly taking him inside me.
"I want that pussy," Tate said once I'd taken Shep to the hilt, and he moved between my legs. The hand he placed on my shoulder guided me back until my legs came out from under me, and I spread them wide. His fingers touched Shep's balls briefly, making the man twitch inside my ass. And then the head of Tate slid through my lips, pressing into me firmly and not giving me a moment's reprieve to adjust to being so filled before he went balls deep.
With both of them fully inside me, my eyes rolled in the back of my head and I heard Char chuckle.
"Sometimes I wonder how nice it must be to be you," Hollis murmured, kneeling in front of me and rubbing his shaft across my face. "To be able to take so many of us inside you at once. And then I think it's probably a lot like when I fuck you while someone fucks me."
"Probably," I sighed, and he used the opening to slip inside my mouth. He moaned, and Ryle grinned at me as he stepped up behind him.
"Mireyah said she wanted us all connected," he laughed, letting Char rub lube all over his cock. Then Hollis groaned as Ryle pressed inside him, and I felt the moment he went all the way and paused. Felt the way his hips striking against Hollis' ass pressed him harder into my mouth.
"That just leaves poor Char," Shep laughed beneath me, but Tate dispelled that by leaning forward to draw him into his mouth. The moment we all connected, the moment they were all inside one another and inside me, it felt like our bond solidified.
Like it became tangible.
Sex, love, electricity, pain, and the strength to endure it all pulsed through us as they moved. Ryle's harsh thrusts sent Hollis in and out of my throat painfully, but I endured it for him. To please him the way he pleased Ryle. Shep and Tate alternated thrusts inside me, using my body to stroke themselves closer and closer to an orgasm. Making love to each other as much as they made love to me, with only the thin barrier separating them inside me. I watched from the corner of my eye as Tate's mouth glided up and down on Char in tandem with the way he moved inside me. Almost like Char could use Tate as an extension of me. Char's hand was tight in Tate's hair, gripping and pulling and snapping his hips up to the point that I knew he was as far inside of Tate's throat as he could manage.
I moaned around Hollis', wanting the experience to never end, but the orgasm they built inside me loomed closer and closer with every pump of a cock inside me.
Through me.
And for the first time, I knew it wouldn't be the last.
I knew we had forever, that I would feel them time after time after time for all eternity.
The thought sent me shattering over the edge, clenching around Shep and Tate. Tate followed me over the edge, filling me with his brand of heat. He groaned around Char’s length.
When he pulled back from me, Char looked down at me as he continued to ravage Tate's throat. "Does my wife want more cum?" he asked, and I reached a hand down to stroke it through me and shove it back inside while Shep continued with his leisurely strokes inside me. I nodded, never releasing Hollis from my mouth.
Char grinned, releasing Tate but kissing him lovingly before he moved between my thighs and shoved himself inside me. I cried out when he set a harsh, fast pace. His balls smacked against my ass and Shep with every pound of him inside me. Hollis groaned next, spilling himself down my throat.
I released him, watching with amusement when Ryle lifted him off his feet and bent him over the arm of the chair where Char had sat so he cou
ld fuck him in hard and fast drives. Char leaned over me, pressing our foreheads together. "This is what you want?" he asked.
"Us. That's all I want," I whispered, and he and Shep came to the sound of Ryle finishing himself off. They flooded me with heat, flooded me with them. It was something that had always been addictive, but seemed somehow more as a Goddess.
“Holy fuck,” Char roared, as he twitched inside me in the aftermath of his climax.
Like my womb desperately wanted it, craved it.
I didn't let myself go there, because conversations about fertility and babies could wait.
When we all eventually pulled away, I watched them help one another dress as Ryle slid my dress back over my head. I would never wear another sheer dress again, never grace the halls of Sylfeshire.
I might never see Lysandra again.
The thought filled me with sadness, but I tried to take comfort in the fact that her path was her own to choose.
My fingers coasted over the tattoo on my forearm, feeling zaps of each of their powers as I stroked the sensitive flesh. The sight of my blue and bronze hair and eyes in the mirror reminded me I was different.
An anomaly again.
But even that couldn't touch me.
Not when I had everything I wanted as part of me.
I reached up to stretch to fix my hair and let out a sharp cry at the sharp pain in my lower back. I felt the tears pool in my eyes and groaned. This had never happened before when they’d fucked me.
"What's happening?" I felt Ryle's arms wrap around me even as Shep took my hand in his and Hollis' hands running down my hair in a comforting gesture.
I saw Tate and Charolais standing before me and watching me worriedly. Tate reached forward to touch my cheek before I saw the pain light up in his eyes. He turned to Charolais. "Yes, we didn't really predict just how much the fact that there are five of us would affect our Mireyah. You understand pain."
Charolais nodded even as he looked at me. "I do, yes. And our Mireyah is in a great deal of pain. Perhaps you should lie back down?"