by A C Wilds
“I hope this is okay?” he asks, a little shy.
My heart rate picks up and the love I feel in my heart crashes through the bond.
I’ve wanted this for so long. To feel both of them on me at the same time. I worry for a second about our fire, but as Cass comes up behind me and presses into my back, the fire engulfs him. He’s not affected, in fact, he groans in pleasure.
“This feels good. It’s like our excitement is infused into the flames. It’s intoxicating,” Cass says, pushing further into me. Shax does the same, and the sandwich I’ve been waiting for finally happens. I’m kissed all over, my hands thread through Shax’s hair and I want nothing more than to feel his lips on my clit. I push him down, as he makes his way to my stomach. He gets my idea, and I lift my leg to give him a better vantage point. His tongue darts out of his mouth and flicks my clit. I drop my head onto Cass’s shoulders. His hands come around, playing with my nipples, putting an amazing pressure between his thumb and forefinger. The squeeze and roll of his actions has me gripping Shax’s hair harder. I let out a loud moan, and Shax increases his speed, making me come into his mouth.
Standing, he gives me a satisfied look. I smile at him and lean back into Cass. I rub my ass against his hard cock, and give him the nudge he needs. Bending me over, he places his hand on the top of my back and slowly rubs it down to my ass. He caresses each side, making me want it all the more.
Shutting the shower head off, he reaches down and runs his fingers through my folds, teasing me. The anticipation is heighting my already aroused state. Shax takes a seat on the shower bench and pulls me to place my hands on either side of him. His cock isn’t hard yet, but the look he’s giving us means he’ll get there soon enough.
“I want to watch Cass fuck you. I want to hear you scream in ecstasy while you come all over his cock. Don’t touch me, let him please you. This is all about the two of you,” he says. His wicked tone does something to me, and I almost reach out to grab him, but he clicks in his tong and shakes his head.
Cass can’t wait any longer, and he slams into me causing me to close my eyes and think about how full he’s making me feel, and then he starts to move. Slowly at first getting me wetter than I already am. Slipping his cock in and out of me. Shax’s gaze on us causes the fire to burn brighter, but instead of purple, it’s shifted to a light lavender color. The color of three magics mingled together.
With the new rush of power, Cass’s movements become erratic. He pounds into me, causing me to quiver. I contract around him and call out his name as I come. Shax pulls me up, making Cass hit a different angle, and causing my sensitive pussy to pulse with another orgasm, but before I can yell out, Shax slams his lips on mine, swallowing my moan. Cass gives three more thrusts and groans his own release in response. I fall forward into Shax’s arms and laugh. My first threesome was fucking awesome.
Shax scoops me up into his arms and steps out of the shower, bringing me into the bedroom and laying me down on top of the comforter. I gasp when he moves between my legs, pulling them up and plunging into me. I can feel Cass’s heated stare as he watches us, his cock already getting hard again . I want more, and beckon him over, wanting to feel his cock in my mouth as Shax fills my pussy. I’ve been waiting so long to be with them like this, and I’m not done yet. My cries are muffled as I suck on Cass’s cock, tasting myself on him. I’m so turned on, my magic begins to fill up the room again, fire spinning up and around us. Nothing is affected, except the three of us, but something is happening to me. My pool of magic feels like lava right down to my molten core. The stone energy is zipping back and forth, creating a chasm with all three pools molded into one.
I fall first, orgasming hard and fast, barely noticing the men as they follow after me. Their masculine cries of ecstasy only adding to my pleasure. I feel their love for me though our bond, and it fills my heart, I finally understand what I need to do. Shax rolls off of me and pulls me to his side, snuggling me up tight. Cass crawls onto the other side of me and spoons me. No one says anything as we wait for our heartrates to return to normal, bathing in the after glow of fucking amazing sex.
My energy is still out of my control, and the fire is burning intensely on us. Something isn’t right. My skin is too hot. Sweat pours down me and the orgasm I just had is still coursing through me.
A searing pain rips through me and I jolt up from the bed, falling onto the floor as pain tears through me. It’s excruciating, and just when I’m certain that I’ll pass out, I hear a crack and a pop. My wings are out, but they’re different, it’s as if they’re woven from flames. I flap them up and down, feeling the heat of them as they move. Shax and Cass look at me in astonishment, and I can see the fire dancing in their eyes.
“What the fuck just happened?” I ask them, trying not to freak out.
“I have no idea.” Shax admits, but we need to find out.
Chapter 17
Rebel Battle Truth
Gunner
I feel like I’ve been lying to her. She’s accepted me as a mate, and doesn’t even know what happened with Sola. The decision I had to make. Lucifer is a wicked soul, always controlling everyone. I was no exception.
Sola was the light in the Dark Court. She was the one everyone loved. She was kind and made the people feel safe. Lucifer was always so volatile. Her hatred and selfishness fueled her anger and hostility. Sola quickly gained the love of the people, something her mother would never have.
A beacon in the dark, Sola was the reason why so many people joined the cause. She created this safe space for the Fae to be free to do what they wanted. She was suppose to be Queen until I killed her.
My story isn’t a happy one. Born to a peasant family who lived in a small Fae town. My mother was beautiful, long blond hair and crystal green eyes. She wove Earth magic like it was as easy as breathing. Her flowers were some of the most beautiful in Faerie, and the gods took notice. They realized her talent and she was sent to Asgard to create a flower room for Odin’s queen, Frigg. It was her birthday and there was to be only the best for her.
My mother created a grand ballroom out of plant life. Vines and branches twisted so tightly together that it was safe from the elements. Jasmine and roses hung from those vines, making the room smell like Valhalla itself. Tables and chairs were constructed the same. Decorative vases and blooms dotted the hall and the great big banners of freesia and ivy draped across the space. I’m told it was the most beautiful room ever created with earth magic.
That night of the birthday party, my mother was invited to attend. She was given a dress to wear and servants attended to her every need. She told me she felt like a princess walking amongst the gods.
Loki found her shortly after and seduced her. She didn’t stand a chance from his charms. He was cunning and the best kisser she’d ever kissed, or so she told me. From their tryst that night, two babies were conceived; my sister and I. When we were born, Loki came to Faerie and looked upon us. My traits favored my mother, and my sister Hel favored Loki’s. He took her from my mother and brought her to Asgard to live. Telling my mother it was what was best for her. She believed him. She was to enamored not too.
He left us that day and I haven't seen him since. My mother promised to never tell anyone about my father or my birth. She tried to hide my god powers, and even changed my name from Fenrir. I took my wolf form when I was 18, and since then I’ve been working for Lucifer
When I came to Court for my powers, Lucifer found out what I was. She used it against me. She wanted the power of a god. She wanted to be more than what she was, so I was the perfect bargaining chip, or so she thought. Loki didn’t care about me. He blamed me for my sister’s insanity; claiming I had taken too much of her magic and that’s what had driven her over the edge. Hel could only be contained in the Underworld, for she was mad. He disowned me in that moment, and Lucifer destroyed my life.
She was so angry about what happened that she took my mother. Threatened to kill her if I didn’t do her bi
dding. She said if I could not give her a god’s powers, I’d serve her with mine. I’d been trapped ever since.
My career as an assassin was easy. I delved deep into my darkness and didn’t let my conscious guide me. I did horrible things and it was all for the woman who gave me life. She sat in a tower far away from the world with nothing but stone and metal around her. There was no magic, no earth to comfort her. I did everything in my power to free her, but I never succeeded.
When Sola began her revolution, Lucifer was furious. She was in such a rage that no one could stop her. Living in the palace at that time was dangerous. One false move and you were roasted meat. She gave me the impossible decision. Kill Sola, and my mother would be free. I swallowed down my love for my friend and during the last battle, I took her life.
I’ve never been proud of that moment, but I thought that my mother would be safe. Could be returned to me, and we could go home. I was foolish. I would never be given freedom from the Queen. My mother was released that day. Pale, fragile, and with nothing but the threadbare rags on her back. She was told to leave and not come back. She died a month later, and I was never able to even say goodbye.
Lucifer is cruel. She abides by her word, but at the same time uses those same words to twist her truth. She let my mother go at the same instance I went into battle. There was no way an old Fae with suppressed magic could survive on her own. She died alone and without me. After that I vowed to do everything in my power to kill Lucifer. I would bide my time until the opportunity was right, and I finally have it in my grasp.
Azra is my saviour. The one who will exact revenge for all the Fae who have been marked by the Queen’s darkness. She will be the one to set things right, and I’m so grateful to be a part of it.
“Hey, Gunn. Where have you been all day?” Azra probes, pulling me from my thoughts. I’ve been sitting in one of the gardens near the manor trying to help the plant life along. We’re about to have a horde of dragons descend on us and I’m worried we might not have enough food.
“In the gardens. Helping the plants mostly,” I say, sheepishly. It’s so hard lately to look her in the eye. I don’t know how she doesn’t hate me.
“You’re hiding,” she says, walking over and taking my hand. I look up at her, and see the most beautiful creature. She steals my breath away every time.
“I want to lie to you, but what good would it do? This secret has been weighing on my shoulders for years, and I think it’s time someone know,” I say, pulling her down to sit with me.
“Secret? What do you mean secret?” She asks. Our bond becomes a little frantic as she tries to guess what I’m going to tell her.
“The true reason why I killed Sola.”
I let the weight of it hang in the air. She leans closer to me, and I hold her closer.
“It’s not what everyone thinks. I didn’t kill her for Lucifer. I killed her for my mother.”
I tell her the tale of a demigod and his family. I leave nothing out and making sure she understands what my life was like under Lucifer’s thumb. I even tell her about the missions she sent me on, and the vile crimes I had to commit in the name of the Queen. All because a god wouldn’t save his son.
She listens with rapt attention, and doesn’t interrupt once. I’m grateful that she lets me get it out without having to stop. I don’t think I’d have the strength to do it otherwise.
“I’m so sorry that you had to go through that. I’m so sorry it took so long for me to get here, and most of all, I’m sorry you lost your mom. I would have loved to meet her,” she says, squeezing me tighter. I drape my body over hers, and I take solace that all will be right once Lucifer and Michael are dead.
Chapter 18
Wings of Flames
Azra
After my little talk with Gunner, I drag him with me to a meeting in the operations’ rooms. Shax and Cass were there for the wing show, but Grey and Gunner missed it. I also called in the rest of the gang, just in case they knew something I didn’t.
“What is it that you want, woman? I was trying to sleep,” Mazatl says, coming into the room. The old croc really has no people skills.
“Now that everyone is here, I can tell you all what happened,” I say, staring at the room. I hate having to admit to new powers, but I can hardly contain myself with these. I mean come on, burning wings!
I stand back a little and make sure that no one is around me. I call forth my wings and a pop sounds across the room. Opening them up to their full wingspan, Cass and Shax are forced to move down the table so that I don’t set them on fire. I then look up and plaster a huge smile on my face. I push the magic out and my wings blaze. They are the color of my magic — orangey red. I flex them a couple of times and the sounds of fire whooshing through the air makes most of them gasp.
“Holy shit, I want flaming wings! How the fuck did you do that?” Grey says, cutting through the silence. I laugh at his normalness. Even in the fucked up situation we’re in, he always finds a way to make it more human.
“While I don’t want the wings, I’d love to know how you acquired this power,” Izzy says, stepping up to me. Her pink hair is bellowing on the breeze my flames are giving out. She stops a distance away and puts her hand out, before she jerks it back with a hiss.
“Well, I got them when… um… when Shax, Cass, and I had sex,” I say a bit sheepishly. I mean, I’m not apologizing for what we did, because it was fucking glorious, but I don’t really want the rest of the camp to know about my sex life.
“Interesting. Is that how you turned the human as well?” Mazatl asks, not even blinking on the whole threesome part.
“Yes,” I say, looking at him to continue. Why would he ask that?
“So your magic is its strongest when you let go and enjoy the moment, when you no longer have those human barriers constricting you. The reason why you haven’t been able to master the stone’s power isn’t because you can’t control it, it’s because you don’t consider yourself Fae. Using a Fae magical object is like submitting oneself to that object. How are you supposed to do that if your head in still on Earth?” He says, shocking everyone in the room. Well, fuck a duck.
“What the fuck, Mazatl? Why can’t you just give the appropriate information when we need it, instead of waiting till the last second? It’s like you get off on watching us run around like a bunch of idiots,” Izzy yells. This must be an ongoing argument with them.
“I give only the information that is needed when it is needed. I do not owe you or anyone else an explanation,” he says, crossing his arms over his chest. “Besides, I think you’ve done the same a time or two.” There is a smirk on his face that says they are hiding something.
“I wonder what my sister would have thought of the way you give out information,” Shax says, getting into his space. This could have saved us so much time if he’d just tell us what to do.
“Your sister is dead. She can no longer judge what I do. Don’t stand there and try to make me feel bad about my choices. It’s the only thing I have left in this shit of an existence, and I’ll give information out how and when I like,” he says, getting up from his chair and walking away. I’m not even mad, I actually feel bad for him. It must be lonely, knowing all the people that you loved have died or are about to die.
“That guys a dick,” Grey states, taking his seat. “Wanna fly later? I know you’ve been training with these morons, but I think we should work on your flying, especially since they can catch on fire now.”
“I’d like that. I think I know the basics, but yeah, I’d like to fly with you,” I reply, giving him a wink. He grins wide and leans back in the chair.
“If you two are done flirting, we need to figure out what this means for the battle. Are your wings another added weapon or are they a way for you to control the flames?” Acalon says. He doesn’t speak up much, but I think, with the tension running through us all, he’s just as anxious to get this over with as the rest of us.
“I think it might be
like a conduit for the fire. I know everyone thinks Noli has to sacrifice herself for the sword to kill Michael and Lucifer, but I think the wings do something similar. I think I can channel my fire power through them,” I say. Everyone in the room is looking at me like I’m crazy. I’ve brought all this to them, and I feel terrible. I’m responsible for all of their lives.
“We will have to test your theory, Azra. I don’t want to go into battle thinking the wrong thing,” Red says, speaking up for the first time. He has a scowl on his face, and I wonder what it’s all about.
“Sure, I knew you’d want to test my abilities. I wasn’t going to go off half cocked and try to fight without knowing how they work, jeez,” I say, extinguishing the wings and pulling them into my back. I take a seat next to Grey, my arms folded in front of me. I’m a little pissed that everyone thinks they can tell me what to do.
“It’s for your own good. No one is trying to make you feel trapped or like you don’t have your own mind. We know you do, it’s just there is so much riding on this,” Izzy says, trying to be the voice of reason.
“Do any of you ever consider my feelings? This isn’t something I’m taking lightly, but it’s also something I had no choice in. It all fell on my shoulders, and I wasn’t ready for any of it. I get powers during matings, I create fae and wings during sex, I almost got eaten by a fucking water dragon, and two of the most powerful Fae are after my head. How about everyone shut the fuck up and stop telling me what’s best.” I say, storming out of the room. I push past everyone and walk out the door into the night air. It’s a soothing balm on my skin. The moons are full and I can feel the pull of the earth. Faerie wants to comfort me, but I don’t want or need my magic.