“Either join us or shut up.”
I’m satisfied when Dwade stands and starts to undress. His movements are uncertain. But I know that once we’re touching he’ll be confident once more. So I relax against the blankets, holding Lucian’s head to my breasts as he moves between them, licking and sucking like he wants nothing more in the world.
Dwade’s shirt falls off. Like Lucian, he’s perfection. Hard muscles and smooth skin. But unlike Lucian’s graceful curves, Dwade is built like a wall. When he reaches for the button on his pants, I slide a hand down to stroke myself. Lucian irritates me when he catches my hand. But a second later, his calloused fingertips slide down my belly and part my folds.
I gasp, surprised by just how alive my nerves feel. My gaze is locked on Dwade when he removes his pants and shoes, then stands in his dark boxers. His massive erection is tented beneath the cloth, and my mouth goes dry when I remember what’s underneath. And then his boxers fall, and a shudder moves through my body.
“Come here,” I whisper.
He does as I ask, and I coax him forward. Then, holding his gaze, I wrap my mouth around his cock. The groan that tears from his lips seems to echo through the room. His head falls back, and his chest rises and falls rapidly. For the first time in my life, I take my time sucking this big man. Maybe it’s the slow pace that Lucian takes as he strokes my folds, making me wetter than I ever imagined possible, but I don’t just want to make this man come. I want to shake his world.
I suck him slowly, moving up and down. Taking Dwade deeper with each movement until I take him so deep that the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. He makes a strangled sound, and his hand loosely holds the back of my head.
Lifting a hand, I place it over his hand. His eyes open, and I force his fingers to dig into my hair deeper. His gaze is uncertain, but I show him that I want a man who can control me. I show him that I want him to be the kind of man I need. Something flashes over his face as I try to use my hand to force him to take me harder and faster.
And then he pushes my hand away, and his fingers tangle into my hair. The first time he pushes me down hard, I choke, and a strange thrill moves through me. When he still looks uncertain, I do something I never do in bed. I let the walls around my emotions fall…just a little.
I see the moment they hit him. His teeth clench together, and he yanks me back from his cock, then slams me back down. Every hair on my body stands on end and desire rolls through me. Dwade feels it. I know he feels it, because the big man takes control, fucking my mouth the way I’ve always dreamed.
My body jerks when Lucian’s hot breath caresses my entrance. I didn’t even realize what he was doing when he parts my folds and presses his lips inside of me. But the way he licks me, the way he touches me, it does something to me. I forget everything. I’m just a collection of nerves thrusting against hot lips. I’m a mouth spread wide to take a huge cock.
That’s all I am.
And I love it.
They take me to the edge over and over again, but they won’t let me fall off. I dig my hands into Lucian’s hair and hear him chuckle when I try to force him to lick me to completion, and I finally jerk my mouth from Dwade’s cock and shout, “Let me come, you bastards.”
I collapse back when Lucian finally lifts those cruel lips of his from my pussy and leans over me once more. He undoes his pants and pulls that wicked, big cock of his free. Dwade runs the tip of his cock along my lower lip, and my gaze goes from him to Lucian as Lucian positions himself at my entrance.
When the two men plunge into me in unison, I come undone. I’d thought I’d had some good fucks in my life, but they were nothing compared to what these men do to me now. Lucian feels massive, even though I’m wet and more than ready. His length seems to press nerves inside of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening something inside of me.
My senses stretch out, and holy hell, I never intended to feel their arousal. Mine was enough. But now I do, and I can’t seem to pull back. I feed on their needs. I fill myself up physically, emotionally, and in all ways. I gorge on this moment.
And then they begin to fuck me hard. I come undone, my arousal exploding past the walls around my emotions. I feel it hit them, but I don’t care. The three of us are thrusting against each other, becoming one in a way we’ve never been before. And even though he tries to hide it, I sense Bron watching us, his own arousal matching our own.
When I orgasm, I swear it has to rock the world. I swear a hundred monsters rear their heads. I swear the students of the academy feel their own bodies throbbing in response. But I can’t stop screaming around the cock in my mouth. I can’t stop the electricity coursing through my pussy. And when Lucian comes, it only adds to my desire. He’s followed by Dwade, who curses and explodes into my mouth.
For a long time, I lie there, sucking Dwade clean. Feeling Lucian shuddering inside of me.
And then the men lie down beside me, panting hard.
But the need that burns in the room is still there. I push back my wild hair and stand on legs that shake. My gaze locks with Bron’s, and I move toward him, feeling absolutely certain about what I’m about to do.
“Fuck me, Bron.”
He closes his eyes and leans back against the wall. “You don’t understand what this means for us. You don’t know what this will do to us.”
I lean against the wall across from him. “Scared?”
His eyes open. “No.”
“I can feel how much you want me.”
“Fuck,” he curses.
“Come take what you want, light fae. Show me if you can even please me.”
He rises slowly, his erection painfully large. “If we do this, I don’t want anyone else inside of you. This is you and us from now on.”
I would never promise such a thing. “Keep me satisfied, and I won’t need anyone else.”
He stalks toward me. “What do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me in the ass. I want you to unleash that anger inside of you and give it to me rough, not like a damned light fae.”
He crowds my space, then grasps me by the throat. “You want this hard?”
My nipples harden. “As hard as you can give it.”
He leans so close our lips almost touch. “No one else, Esmeray. There will be no one else for you but us.”
Then he lightly bites my lip and slowly presses hot kisses down my neck to where his hand holds me. Seeing him like this, it does something to me. Never before have I felt like prey in a bedroom, but always the predator. But right now, with Bron, I’m his. I’m under his control.
Which is why I’m shocked when he spins me around and bends me forward. My hands press against the stone wall, and he presses my thighs apart with his knee. I hear the sound of his zipper coming undone, and fully expect him to slam into my ass. But then his long cock begins to slip in my juices from behind. The nerves inside my pussy are still tingling from being fucked and they scream in pleasure and in pain as he works them.
I don’t understand what he’s doing until his big hands spread my ass. When the head of his cock presses into me from behind, I realize the feeling of him inside of me is more pleasure than pain only because he’s covered in my juices. He eases into me inch by inch, and I know I’ve never taken a man as big as him before in my ass. I have to bite down until I taste blood to keep from crying out.
Even though I didn’t know if I spoke, if I’d beg him to go faster or slower.
When he comes to his hilt, he reaches forward and fondles my breasts. “You belong to us now, Esmeray.”
“I don’t belong to anyone,” I pant.
He slides out of me just a little, then slams back in. I cry out, gasping as waves of arousal course through me.
“You belong to us. And we don’t need to be dark fae to give you what you want.” His cock slowly draws out. “We know what you need. And we were built to satisfy it.”
I might be a fool, but I believe him.
And as he
fucks me hard against that wall, I swear I’ll never see them the same way again. Dark fae, light fae, it doesn’t matter. Maybe they were built for me, because this all feels too right. Too perfect.
When I come, I see stars. If he hadn't wrapped his big arm around me, I would’ve crumbled. Instead, he holds me against him and keeps going until he explodes into my ass with a strangled cry of my name.
Even though he’s fallen to his knees, after a long moment he lifts me, his cock still buried inside of me, and carries me to the others. Laying me down on my stomach, Bron and Lucian at both our sides, he lightly bites my ear.
“We’re going to fuck you all night, Esmeray. And in the morning, we’re going to keep you safe. Whatever you do, whatever path you take, we won’t let you go.”
I shiver. Because as many lies as he’s told me, I believe him again. Something’s changed between us. Maybe they don’t have any more secrets from me.
Unfortunately for them, I do.
And when Bron starts to fuck my ass again, I close my eyes and give into the sensations. Because before the night is over, I’m going to betray them. I’m going to remind them that the darkness inside of me can never be brightened by anyone, even them.
17
Malin
It’s nearly morning when I see the fae woman moving through the tunnels, heading for the surface. I’m ashamed to say I lost her earlier, but I knew exactly who to blame for my failure. Rayne was many things, including clever, and he had found places in this dark world that not even I knew existed, and in these places he’s created sanctuaries for the fae that should never have come here in the first place.
Which I hate him for. If I was to proclaim myself a prince of this prison, then I wanted to know this place better than any man or woman.
And yet as angry as I was with Rayne, it was still strange to know that my rival was dead.
He was the only person who was ever worthy of me. Since he appeared in my tunnels, my life was never boring. Each day he kept me on my toes, and each day I looked forward to hunting him.
When he’d died, when he’d stopped coming to my tunnels, I found my life felt…meaningless. My days blended together, and I missed him more than any warrior should miss his enemy.
But perhaps this woman will be something to me too? Another rival? I wasn’t sure yet, but something about her intrigued me.
Perhaps because I’d felt it when she fucked the other men. I’d been searching for her in the tunnels when her pleasure had slammed into me so hard that I’d fallen to my knees. I was not a man given to pleasures. Pain I understood, but never pleasure. But right there on that stone floor, I’d pulled my cock out and stroked as I felt her arousal inside of me like a live wire. I’d come, decorating the wall with my seed.
When I’d knelt there panting, staring at my spent dick, I’d been stunned. Is that what it was to want? Is that what it was to feel desire? My legs had shaken when I cleaned up and fixed my pants. And when I started my search for her once more, I felt uncertain of a trespasser for the first time since Rayne appeared in my dark prison.
I slip through the shadows watching her now. To my surprise, I feel my cock harden again. I hate that I recognize that she’s beautiful. Something beautiful in a place with only ugliness. I find I want her, and I’ve never wanted anything for myself. Her hair is strange, brown in one moment, blonde in the next, and her skin is strangely pale, with the slightest glow. She walks as if she is a queen of the darkness and the shadows.
Which arouses me even more.
Over the years I’ve found students of the academy come down here on occasion. Usually as a challenge. Usually in a giggling group. They don’t get far. The wards send them circling back to the entrance, far away from the precious secrets I protect. Which meant I didn’t have to hurt any of them.
My master was very clear about what sealed a person’s fate.
But this woman is with Rayne’s friends. And this woman doesn’t giggle or glance nervously at the shadows. She holds her head high.
She also got far past the wards, following the dangerous path that Rayne found, one that leads to the things I must protect. And so, even though she intrigues me, even though she is beauty in a world of ugliness, I must kill her. She simply…knows too much.
I slowly draw my blade from my sheath. The one coated in Rayne’s blood. For a moment the symbols etched into the steel glow red, and I feel the power of the iron prickle against my skin. Poison and iron woven into the steel. There could be no better weapon to kill a fae.
Suddenly, she stops and turns. I hold myself still, knowing that no one else can see the red symbols. Knowing that to the fae I’m invisible. Even small animals reflect something back to the beings. But no matter how carefully they spread their net out, I am nothing to them.
The perfect hunter.
Her eyes narrow as she holds the torch out in front of her, and I catch a glimpse of her grey eyes and stiffen. Grey eyes? She couldn’t be a dark fae… Perhaps she’s some mix. Some poor creature that looks like the dreaded animals.
When she turns back around, I release a slow breath. It wouldn’t have taken much to kill her, even if she was aware of me. But for some reason, I prefer her to be turned around when I do this.
Images flash in my mind. Rayne, clutching his gut, his eyes wide in shock. Betrayal echoing out of him, an emotion so deep that even I could feel it.
I shiver. No, my blade would sink into this woman from behind, straight into her heart.
Even if I didn’t want to do this. It was commanded, and so it shall be.
I creep closer and closer until I’m just at the edge of her torchlight. My hand clenches the hilt of my sword tighter, and I inhale slowly…and stiffen. She smells…of Rayne’s friends. She smells like sex.
And…
My sword slowly lowers and awareness slips through me. A feeling I recognize but have never experienced myself. A feeling I never thought I’d ever have.
This woman must die. Her death has been ordered by the Keeper of Truths. Never before have I hesitated, but I hesitate now.
Kill her? Or don’t?
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Lacey Carter Andersen loves reading, writing, and drinking excessive amounts of coffee. She spends her days taking care of her husband, three kids, and three cats. But at night, everything changes! Her imagination runs wild with strong-willed characters, unique worlds, and exciting plots that she enthusiastically puts into stories.
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