Into the Ashes [The Arcadians 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Laurie Roma

  His cock lodged at the entrance of her pussy but the head was too big to push in easily. She knew he was being careful not to hurt her, but she was done being tempted and teased. She needed to feel him inside of her. Unable to wait any longer, Raven gripped his shoulders and slammed her body down hard so his cock speared into her.

  Son of a bitch, that was more than just a little sting!

  “You hurt yourself!” he snarled.

  “It’s good. I’m okay,” she panted. Fuck, now she had a pretty damn good idea what it felt like giving birth. Her body struggled to accommodate his massive dick. It hurt but the water had quickly taken away the sting of his penetration. Raven had never felt so full, but now that the pain had faded, only pleasure remained. “Fuck, you sure are a big boy.”

  “Stay still and let your body adjust,” Savitar hissed.

  She felt the tension in his big body as he tried to remain still, giving her the time she needed to acclimate being stuffed full of him. She forced her muscles to relax around his massive length and felt him slide in deeper, eliciting a moan of pure ecstasy from her lips.

  “Do not move!”

  She smiled at the look of concern on Savitar’s face and pressed a kiss to his lips. “It doesn’t hurt anymore. It feels good. You feel so good inside me.” She opened her mouth over his, welcoming his tongue inside to duel with hers. She shifted her hips, starting a slow, sensuous ride and shivered as a growl of pleasure tore from him.

  Savitar had never felt anything as good as being buried to the hilt inside his mate. She was tight and hot…and his. Now that he had gained entrance it was as if her body had been made for him. He gripped her hips hard and took over, thrusting his cock slowly inside her tight pussy.

  “You feel perfect, mate. Feel me fill you.”

  “I do,” Raven moaned. “Give it to me. Give me more.”

  Savitar’s hips began moving faster, shoving his steel-hard cock inside her. He had claimed her as his with that first thrust inside the sweet haven of her body. A savage, possessive hunger filled him at the thought of anyone but him and his brothers touching her, feeling her like this. “You belong to me now,” he growled roughly. “Your pussy belongs to me and my brothers. No other. Swear it!”

  He saw the denial flash in her green eyes and snarled at her refusal to answer him. “You are my mate. No other will touch you.”

  “I don’t want anyone else, you idiot! Now shut up and fuck me!” Raven yelled back at him.

  He pushed her back against the rock wall of the pool for leverage and began riding her hard, thrusting deep, faster and faster in a punishing rhythm. He gripped her hair, winding it around his fist to jerk her head back, staring down into her bright green eyes with fierce determination.

  “Mine!” he snarled. “I need you to say it, Raven. Tell me you are mine.”

  Raven could feel the storm building inside her. Half of her wanted to smack him for demanding an answer from her, but the other half shivered in pleasure that a man as powerful and giving as he was wanted her to belong to him. No matter how much she tried to deny it she knew that she belonged to him.

  “Swear that you will never take any other male but me and my brothers,” Savitar demanded again, his voice a guttural growl. “Mate with me. I need to hear you say it! Say you belong to me!”

  “I swear!” Raven cried out, giving into the heat of the moment. “But if you claim me as yours, I swear to god I will cut off your cock if you ever cheat on me.”

  “Never!” Savitar snarled in triumph. “I will want no other till the end of days. Now come for me, my queen. Come on my cock while I claim you as my mate.”

  “I need…”

  “I will give you what you need,” he growled as his mouth came down on hers again. He moved one of his hands between them and rubbed at her clit while he pounded his massive cock into her over and over again. She threw her head back and screamed his name as she came, squeezing his cock so tight he could barely move inside her.

  Savitar felt the muscles of her pussy clamp down on his cock and fought the need to come. Extending a hand, he willed the animalistic side of himself to come forward enough to change his fingernails into claws. He watched as Raven’s eyes grew wide at the sight and held still, fully embedded inside her.

  “Holy fuck! You…you have claws!”

  “Do not fear me,” he whispered. “I only wish to cut myself for you to drink from me to form our bond. I would never hurt you, Raven.”

  “I…”

  He watched as she gulped then jerked her head in a quick nod. He reached up and slid one of his claws over his chest right above his heart. Simply waiting, he willed his hand back to normal as he watched her look at the thin line of life’s blood trickling from the shallow wound that was already closing. He would not force her to take from him, but the burning need to form the blood bond with her was overwhelming.

  A rumbling purr of satisfaction sounded deep in his chest as he felt her lips touch his chest. His cock hardened to the point of pain and he began thrusting deep again, riding her hard as she took what he had offered her. Unable to wait any longer he buried his head in the crook of her neck and bit down deep, sinking his fangs into her soft flesh, claiming her as his mate. He heard her cry out as she was thrown into another orgasm, her pussy pulsing around him and continued to drive his cock deep inside her with fast, hard strokes, wanting to prolong her pleasure.

  The second the sweet taste of her blood hit his tongue, his cock exploded. He shoved deep so that his cock was seated to the hilt at the entrance to her womb and gave into his own release as he drank from her. Satisfaction filled him as he felt the connection between them snap into place, sealing his claim on her with their blood bond.

  “Savitar!” Raven cried.

  He could feel her pleasure mix with his own as his cock swelled, growing larger inside her until he was locked in her tight channel, ensuring that not a drop of his seed escaped her depths. He pulled back from her neck and swiped his tongue over his mark.

  “Mine!” he roared out as he jerked, filling her with pulse after pulse of his hot, thick cream, making her scream out with pleasure again.

  It was done.

  Raven was his and death would come to anyone foolish enough to try to take her from him.

  Chapter Five

  Raven woke to the sound of waves crashing outside the open window of the bedroom. It took her a few moments to clear her brain of sleep enough to realize she was still in Arcadia and she was lying on Savitar’s enormous bed.

  Well hell, there went her theory that yesterday had all been some crazy-ass hallucination.

  After she and Savitar had made love, he had insisted she soak in the pool as he left long enough to get them food and drinks before coming back to their secret cavern. She smiled at the thought of that cavern belonging to both of them. When he returned they had dined on some strange looking food, but to her relief everything had tasted delicious and the sweet wine was now her new favorite beverage of choice.

  During their meal Savitar told her about the history of Arcadia and a little bit about his past. He told her how the wars had ravaged their world and the Gods punished them for the blood they spilled. He explained how he and his brothers had taken over ruling the Palace of the Iron City after his parents had been killed and told her of some of the problems they had faced as rulers. He explained more in detail about the disproportionate ratio of females to males and how females had become a rarity on their world. He’d also explained the problems that existed with the rogues seeking females to capture. It made Raven furious that females were used and bartered by the rogues, but she was glad that they had havens, or guarded sanctuaries for unmated females where they were protected.

  Raven still had trouble understanding the whole mating thing. Savitar answered all the questions she had asked and, although she appreciated his candid answers, that didn’t mean she understood most of it. He had explained when he had claimed her as his mate while they had been making
love he had put his scent marker on her, ensuring that other males would know not to try and breed her. His cock had also done that freaky swelling thing that she was informed would help make sure she got pregnant.

  That little bit of information had given her pause, but she was on a birth control shot so she wouldn’t have to worry about the possibility of babies for at least a few more months until her shot wore off. He had frowned when she had explained birth control to him, since they had no such thing on his world, but there was nothing either of them could do about it so they let the subject drop.

  Savitar had explained the whole mating thing and the blood bond he and his brothers had created with her. With the exchange of their blood, they had created a pathway into each other’s minds. The bond that was formed when blood was exchanged during sex was even stronger and would only grow more powerful the more they did it. There was also some sort of mating or bonding ritual that would ensure the favor of the Gods, but that wasn’t something Raven was worried about right now. She wasn’t ready to take all three of the brothers on at once yet, and they would simply have to wait until she was.

  She found it fascinating that their Gods were actively involved with the people of Arcadia. It was hard for her to imagine, but if she had learned anything in her life it was that religion, politics, and penis size were three things that were never to be debated with men.

  Not that Savitar had anything to worry about with the latter of those, not with the damn club he was packing between his legs. His cock may just be her new favorite thing…and the body it was attached to of course. After they had finished their meal, they had made love again then once more right before they had gone to sleep. Raven was glad that it wasn’t a fluke. The moment Savitar had touched her, the connection between them was as amazing as the first time and their bond grew even stronger. The sex was better than anything she had ever experienced.

  Hell, it was better than anything she could have possibly imagined.

  Savitar was the epitome of her every fantasy come to life. He was smart, caring, and passionate. He was also built like a Greek god and seemed to know just how to touch her to make her melt. If she was going to be stuck on Arcadia, she had lucked out finding a man like Savitar.

  His brothers were a different story though…

  Savitar had told her the basics of mating on Arcadia and how their males waited their whole lives to find the one woman who would complete them. She could understand how Kadan and Tristan had been overwhelmed at her arrival, but they had a long way to being forgiven in her book. Even so, Raven felt an inner desire to be with Kadan and Tristan that she couldn’t deny. As her bond with Savitar grew stronger, so did her bond with his brothers. Arcadians were lucky because the blood bond and special bonds of the brothers ensured that a mate would welcome all of them, not just a single male.

  She loved that Savitar seemed to understand and accept her reticence at trusting them after what had happened between her, Kadan and Tristan earlier. She also appreciated that Savitar didn’t push her to accept them. She’d felt his extreme pride at being the one that she had let close to her, but knew he wanted her to give his brothers the chance to make up for what they did. All he asked was that she try and get to know them at her own pace.

  Raven had agreed, but she still had her doubts.

  During their talk she had told him about her past. Since Kadan and Tristan already knew about the horrors of her childhood, she felt okay about sharing the information with Savitar as well. Her breath had caught at the depth of rage she had felt coming off him when she gave him the brief rundown on what had happened to her then she quickly moved on to telling them about happier times in her life. She told him how proud she was to be a police detective and laughed at the concern he expressed over her chasing after murderers and other criminals.

  The truth was they were more alike than either of them had originally thought. Well, except for the whole royalty thing. Raven wasn’t comfortable knowing that she was technically now the Queen of the Iron City. She was in a strange world and now was considered one of their leaders? How was she supposed to lead anything when she had no clue what the hell she was doing?

  The sound of the waves outside seemed to grow louder making her groan as her head began to hurt. She tried to turn over in bed and smiled to herself as she was held in place by the large arm flung across her waist.

  Last night after they had left the cavern, they had retreated to Savitar’s room. The air coming through the open window had been cool and with only a light blanket on the bed she had been worried about getting cold while they slept. After they made love again and their bodies cooled, Savitar curled around her from behind. She had soon discovered there was no need to worry. His body temperature was naturally higher than hers and it seemed like heat pumped off him in waves, making a blanket superfluous.

  Raven tried to pull away then blinked in surprise when Savitar refused to release her. She turned to look over her shoulder to find him awake and staring at her with his glowing golden eyes. “Where are you going, mate?”

  She could feel the satisfaction surge through him when he said the word “mate” and held back the urge to roll her eyes at him. “Hold that thought, big guy. I just have to make a quick visit to the bathroom.”

  Savitar released her and Raven all but ran into the connecting bathing room to take care of her pressing morning needs. She made quick use of the facilities and swished her mouth with the mint-flavored cleansing liquid Savitar had shown her the night before. It cleaned her teeth and mouth better than any brushing could have done and lasted for days, but she was so used to brushing her teeth in the morning that it seemed odd not using it.

  Acutely aware she was naked, she hurried back into the bedroom and jumped back on the bed. It bounced slightly and Savitar chuckled at her antics. It amazed her how comfortable she felt with him, but she did. It was like she had known him a lot longer than just a day, which kind of freaked her out, but when in Arcadia…

  Leaning over him, she placed both hands on his chest and pushed him onto his back. She propped her head on her hands as she draped herself across him and grinned. “Good morning, sexy Savy.”

  His brows rose at that and he smiled. “Good rising, my love.”

  She cocked her head to the side as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him. He made that odd purring sound again. It was a rumble deep within his chest that she found both soothing and strangely arousing. She could feel his joy at being with her like this, but also his confusion about something. She tried to concentrate, but the sound of the waves was making it difficult to think beyond the pounding in her head. “Something is wrong with my hearing,” she said on a wince.

  His brow furrowed with concern then cleared as he realized what was happening. “The blood bond has heightened your senses. Just imagine turning down the sounds in the background as if you were turning a knob.”

  Raven focused on doing what he suggested and, to her relief, it worked. With the distraction gone she could now focus on what was bothering him. “Why are you upset?”

  “I am not upset…only confused.”

  “About?”

  “I woke a few hours ago…”

  That surprised her. “Then what are you doing in bed still?”

  Savitar hesitated for a moment. “I was…watching you dream.”

  Her eyes widened. “Seriously? You could see my dreams?”

  “Nay…not see them exactly. It was more like you were sharing them with me.”

  Wow, this could be really awkward. “Umm…what was I dreaming about?” she asked cautiously. If she had been dreaming she couldn’t remember what it was about.

  Savitar smiled. “You dreamed about me…and your life back in your old world.”

  “Ah…”

  His smile disappeared. “But the moment you woke the connection was broken.”

  “You mean the blood bond thing, right? So this isn’t normal?”

  His brows furrowed in confusion
again. “Nay. Once the blood bond is formed I should be able to access your mind at will, just as you do mine. You knew I was confused because you can feel me and my emotions, but I cannot feel you anymore.”

  Raven nibbled at her lip. This was unexpected. She had actually come to terms with him being able to access her head, grudgingly so, but still. “Is something wrong with me? Did I mess up the bond thing? You bit me three times last night and you even cut yourself the first time and had me drink from you.”

  Raven’s stomach turned as she recalled that part of the night. Watching his fingernail turn into a claw had pretty much shocked the shit out of her. At first the claw had freaked her out, but she just had to remind herself that he wasn’t human. It made sense now that he had been trying to create a stronger bond between them by having her take more of his blood, but clearly something was still wrong.

  Then again, it was nice to know she still had her privacy. Unlike Savitar who was used to sharing thoughts with his brothers, all of this was new to her and it made her extremely nervous to have three men running around in her head. Her mind was definitely not a fun place to be at times, even for her. She wasn’t ready to let her guard down completely, but she knew how much this meant to him.

  Shit, how the hell could she be screwing up this mating thing already?

  Savitar ran a loving hand over her head, pushing the dark curls away from her face as he smiled at her. “You did nothing wrong, mate. The bond is still there between us. You just seem to have the ability to close off your mind. Try opening yourself up to me and speak to me with your mind.”

  Raven concentrated as she tried to do what he asked. “Can you hear me?”

  “Aye, my love. I can hear you, but I still cannot sense your emotions. Let go of your control more.”

  It was a struggle to figure out how to do it, but it finally worked as she imagined opening a heavy wooden door and allowing Savitar to enter. She could feel the connection between them strengthen and smiled. “Can you feel me now?”