In order to gain a little privacy from Shelly, who’d graciously sold us some of her homemade Luna fruit wine in exchange for some jewels, and from the demons, who were more than a little irritated that they wouldn’t be able to drink with us, we’d wandered off just far enough to not get lost.
"Perfect," Dan declared with a contented sigh, looking about the place.
There was flat ground nearby that would make for an excellent picnic lunch, fallen logs to sit on, and the water was just deep enough to reach my chin with my feet on the ground, so I could go out by myself without fear of drowning. I found that out from Dan, who apparently knew the pool’s depth just by looking at it.
"Agreed," Rob replied to his brother, as he carefully deposited our barrel of wine. "It’s pretty damn perfect."
Yes. Barrel. As in, a giant-ass barrel. I didn’t know whose alcoholism I was more impressed with: Rob’s or Shelly’s.
Dan spread out a soft fur blanket he’d borrowed from the shack, and we all three sat down, making ourselves comfortable.
"So, what’s the first game we’re going to play?" Dan asked as he leaned back and threaded his hands behind his head.
Rob grinned, his luscious lips tugging into a delicious pout. "I’m thinking... truth or shots."
"How do you play?" I asked. Considering I’d never been invited to parties back when I was a peasant, and only rarely had I attended any as a princess, I was pretty much a drinking-game novice.
"It’s where I ask you a true or false question, and if you choose not to answer, you have to take a shot instead."
Dan’s lips tugged into a devious smile. "So basically, it’s tell the truth sober, or get shitfaced and spill the truth later anyway."
Rob chuckled. "Basically."
"What happens if you do answer?" I asked.
"Then the person who asked the question has to drink."
I wiggled my brows at them. "This sounds like fun."
"Oh, it will be," Rob decided. "You ready?"
Dan and I nodded, and he filled up three small glasses with an inch or so of wine.
"I’ll go first," the Spirit Prince said. "Alexis, true or false: you were a virgin before Cal."
"False," I said, grinning as Rob grumbled and downed his shot of wine.
"It was Asher, wasn’t it?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes and nodded. "He wasn’t the only one before Cal, though."
Dan groaned, and his head fell back. "Why do I have the sudden urge to find these guys and beat the fucking shit out of them?"
"It’s okay, I do too," Rob agreed. He refilled his glass, then nodded to his brother. "All right, Dan, true or false: your first time was in the water?"
The Sea Prince raised his glass. "False, actually, though I do prefer it in the water. Drink up, bro."
I giggled as Rob drank again.
"My turn," Dan said, before I could beat him to it. "Alexis, you were masturbating that day in the tub when we were waiting to take you to magic training. True or false?"
A heated blush burned my cheeks, but I nodded anyway. "True."
"I knew it!" Dan shouted right before he downed his shot. He refilled it and turned to Rob. "Your first time was with a vampire. True or false?"
"True," Rob admitted, drinking another shot. "It was almost with a ghost on the astral plane, but we got caught before it could get any further."
"How do you have sex with a ghost?" Dan asked.
"How do you have sex on the astral plane?" I added, suddenly enormously curious.
Rob shrugged. "I guess you’ll have to ask me somehow. It’s your turn."
I grinned. "True or false, Rob, sex on the astral plane is all in your head."
"False," he said with a grin. "The astral plane is a real place that almost no one can get to. But anything that happens there generates actual bodily reactions."
"Fascinating," I muttered, wishing I could somehow see the plane with my own eyes. I quickly took my shot, refilled it, then turned to Dan. "True or false, you enjoy watching me get with the other guys."
He raised his brows suggestively. "True. It’s hot as hell."
Rob raised his glass and drank right along with me. "I agree."
I sputtered a bit as I laughed while trying to swallow my wine. "It wasn’t your turn!"
"Oh, I don’t give a fuck." Rob laughed. "Let’s play a different game. Let’s play... never have I ever. I’ll start. Never have I ever had a dick in me."
Dan’s head dropped to the blanket, and he covered his face as he laughed.
I glanced between them and smiled curiously. "So, what happens now?"
"Anyone who has ever done the deed in question, has to take a shot."
I pursed my lips. "And I’m the only one who’s had a dick in me."
"Yep," Dan said, sitting back up and folding his hands in his lap. He looked way too pleased at the direction this game was headed.
"Fine," I said, and swallowed my wine. "Never have I ever eaten pussy."
They both chuckled and clinked glasses before downing them at the same time.
"All right, my turn," Dan said, pursing his lips as he thought. "Never have I ever... drawn blood during sex."
"Ooh," I groaned. "Low blow."
This time Rob and I clinked our glasses and drank together.
"All right," Rob said, pinching his plump bottom lip as he thought. "Never have I ever lost a fight."
"Oh, bullshit," Dan shouted, "you just got your ass handed to you by a chimera."
Rob rolled his eyes and specified, "With a person."
Dan glared at his brother but drank a shot. "You know it was only that one time that I lost, right?"
Rob chuckled. "Sure do, but I love rubbing it in."
"Who did you lose to?" I asked, crossing my ankles out in front of me as the alcohol slowly swam through my bloodstream.
Dan licked his lips. "A guy named Jonas. Rob and I met him when we were kids sneaking out into the local villages and pubs at night. I’d never been in a fight before, and he was like a solid foot taller and wider than me."
Rob held up both hands and shrugged. "I mean, I didn’t lose my first fight..."
Dan shook his head and chuckled. "Whatever, man."
"I want to play another game," I decided, curling my legs underneath me.
"And what’s that?" Dan asked.
I tapped my chin in thought. "I don’t know. Surprise me."
"All right," Rob said, propping himself on an elbow as he lay on his side. "How about we play mirror mirror?"
My smile pulled extra wide, and I subconsciously leaned a little further into the middle of our triangle. "And how do we play that?"
Rob leaned closer too. "It’s where I do something to you, then you mirror that action on Dan. Then he does something to you, and you have to mirror it on me."
My mood instantly turned smoldering as heat rushed to my lady bits. Just the thought of the naughty game turned me on.
"Okay," I agreed breathlessly.
Rob ran his fingers up my arm and then back down to my fingertips. So, I turned to Dan and slowly caressed his arm up and down. Dan bit his lip in reaction to my touch, and even more heat flooded through me. He ran his fingers through my hair and tugged slightly. So, I turned to Rob and raked my fingers through his hair, pulling until he let out a little moan.
Fuck, this is my new favorite game.
Rob ran his hands up my thighs and squeezed, stopping just shy of any erogenous zones. I turned to Dan and ran my hands up his thighs, careful not to touch his growing erection.
He took a long, hard drink of his wine and shook his head. Then he leaned in and dragged his tongue up my neck, nice and slow, tantalizing the fuck out of me with every hot, wet inch he left behind. I shivered as heat raced through my body. Then I turned to Rob, tasting his salty skin from his collarbone up to his ear.
Rob chugged a whole glass of wine before standing, kicking off his shoes, then bending down to take mine off.
I fig
ured the wine chugging was optional, so I skipped that part. I turned to Dan, crouched down, and removed his shoes. When I stood back up, he took a deep, calming breath and slid off his pants. Then he knelt in front of me, staring deep into my eyes, and dragged my panties down my legs.
Poseidon almighty. They were probably damp as fuck.
I swallowed hard and turned to Rob, my insides pooling into molten heat when I caught the darkened look in his eyes. I was pretty sure he wanted to ravage me right then and there, and the restraint he was clinging to was thin as a thread. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them over his raging hard-on, down his strong legs, and over his feet as he stepped out of them.
We were running out of layers.
The realization made my anticipation soar to new heights.
Rob licked his plush lips, drawing my gaze as he reached behind his head and yanked his shirt off in one swift motion. My mouth watered. That move was sexy as fuck, and the muscles and tattoos it revealed were hotter yet. He strode closer, bunching his hands in the material of my emerald dress and pulling it slowly up over my head. By the time he was done, I was left wearing nothing but my bra.
I turned to Dan, panting a bit as the heat of Rob’s touch still coursed through my veins. I ran my hands up under the material of his shirt, feeling his abs tighten as I lifted it higher and higher until it was off his head and on the ground.
One layer left. Dear gods, I was fucking ready.
He bent down and removed his boxers, stroking his swollen cock like he just couldn’t help himself. Then his hands were on me, unhooking my bra with the ease of an experienced playboy and sliding the flimsy material of my straps down my arms, leaving me completely bare. His eyes grazed my body as hot as any touch, making my nipples harden.
I slowly turned around, watching heatedly as Rob eye-fucked me, too. My breathing grew heavier as I hooked my thumbs in his boxers and pushed, gliding them down his legs until my face was even with his rock-hard dick. I contemplated licking him, taking his head in my mouth and sucking away the salty fluid that dripped from the tip... but before I could open my mouth, he kicked his boxers away and lifted me up.
The next thing I knew, Dan was behind me, pressing me between their heated bodies. "Wanna go for a swim?"
I nodded, too breathless to speak.
Rob took my hand, and I took Dan’s, not quite sure if we were still playing the game or not. He led us into the pond, which, like the river nearby, glowed a magical blue. It was warm to the touch, caressing my skin like silk as I waded in up to my chin. The pool’s surface touched just below the guys’ pecs, and as they both strode closer to me in the water, the image was hot as hades.
Immediately, Dan’s lips met my collarbone, trailing gentle kisses up and down my neck while his tantalizing hands grazed lightly along my sides. Rob moved in behind me, pulling my hair until my head fell back onto his chest, and with his other hand, he moved across the front of my hip and settled his fingers between my legs.
Fucking gods, this was perfect.
"Spread your legs wider," Rob whispered into my ear.
I did, and as he slipped into my pussy from behind, Dan dipped underwater. Between Rob’s cock stroking in and out of me and Dan’s tongue swirling all around my clit, I knew I wouldn’t last another minute. Then Rob’s hands were cupping my breasts and squeezing my nipples almost painfully hard, and the pressure was more delicious than I could have predicted.
"Oh fuck," I moaned before coming hard, my body spasming despite the fact I was still wedged tightly between them.
Dan resurfaced after the waves of my orgasm ebbed, and he took my mouth in his. As he kissed the life out of me, Rob continued to move in and out from behind, slowly building the pressure all over again.
"Turn around," Rob growled, slipping out of me and waiting until I was facing him before thrusting back in.
Dan’s hands found my thighs and ass, caressing me sensually as Rob pounded mercilessly, sending choppy waves scattering all around us. As usual, the pain he gave was quickly overridden by pleasure, and soon I was approaching another orgasm.
"Jewels," he said, calling me back to the moment, and I knew what he was silently asking.
He wanted pain.
I leaned forward and bit the meaty flesh between his shoulder and neck, dragging my nails down his back as I did.
He moaned loudly, driving me wild, and I bit him again, scratching my nails back up his spine—probably hard enough to draw blood. Again. "Fucking hades, I’m gonna come."
That made two of us. He rooted deep inside of me, groaning as his orgasm consumed him completely.
Before the pulsing of my second orgasm was even finished, I was back in Dan’s arms. "What do you want, my queen? I’ll give you whatever your heart desires."
I smirked and lowered my forehead to his. "My queen? Where did this come from?"
He bit his bottom lip as he stared at my mouth. "It came from my desire to worship your body like a slave to a queen. It sort of just felt right on my tongue when I said it. Are you cool with it?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely." I pulled him to me and kissed him as hard as I could.
When we came up for air, he smirked and looked down at me. "Tell me what you want."
"I want you to fuck the hell out of me until you come hard."
"You got it, sexy girl."
And he did exactly that, thrusting deep and seductively, over and over, until the pressure of another amazing orgasm built. Rob came up behind me, squeezing my breasts and biting the side of my neck, pushing me right over the edge. Dan and I moaned as we both came apart together.
After, the three of us floated leisurely for a few minutes as we caught our breath.
By the time we left the pool, lying naked out to dry on the fur blanket, we were completely spent and blissfully content. We laughed and teased each other, getting back to our silly drinking games, when all of a sudden...
Pain assaulted me. My eyes flew open wide, and I curled in on myself, crying instantly as I tried to breathe through the agony. Dan and Rob doubled over too, growling and gritting their teeth, trying their damnedest to endure the discomfort without shouting.
"What the fuck is going on?" I ground out, trying to clutch my heart through my ribs.
But the pain kept on coming.
Chapter 20
"The blood bond," Rob growled, jumping into action. He dragged his boxers and pants up his legs in one swift motion. "It has to be."
"Are they in trouble?" Dan asked, roughly yanking his shirt over his head.
I shook my head in disbelief as another wave of pain sailed through my chest. "Voodoo Shelly said the chimeras would leave us alone as long as we weren’t stealing their eggs."
"Well then, Voodoo Shelly either lied, or she was wrong," Rob growled, wrenching his shirt on as he pushed through the trees, on a mission to somehow get to the guys.
"What if they went after another egg?" Dan asked, tossing me my dress before hopping into his pants. I tugged the stretchy material over my head, and we both caught up with Rob as quickly as possible.
The Spirit Prince shook his head, ducking under a wayward branch. "Why would they? We already have an egg."
"Unless the demons ate ours," I muttered.
Rob shot me a furious look over his shoulder. "I’ll fucking kill them if they did."
"What if the guys didn’t go after another egg," Dan reasoned aloud as we strode over fallen logs and clumps of brush, "but the chimeras remembered them from all those weeks ago? Do you think they’d attack us out of spite?"
My eyes went wide. I didn’t trust those feathery fuckers as far as I could throw one, and that sounded like exactly the sort of thing they’d do too.
Extreme pain and difficult terrain be damned, I started running. I wasn’t even sure if I was headed in the right direction; I just hoped the ache of the blood bond would somehow pull us the way we needed to go.
We ran through the woods for a while before I
was out of breath and panting. The scenery all looked the same, and yet different enough that I couldn’t quite tell where the hell I was.
Rain pattered onto the leaves above us, slowly filtering down to soak the underlying plants, but it wasn’t heavy enough to do more than dampen our clothes. The pain in my chest had lessened, and I wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or terrified as fuck. That might’ve meant they were now okay; it also might’ve meant they were dead. It was impossible to tell.
Ahead, the faint glow of an illuminated archway caught my gaze, and I faltered to a stop. Rob stopped just short of my back, but Dan crashed into Rob, and like dominos, we all went down. They quickly rolled off me and helped me up, apologizing profusely and asking me what the hell had made me stop so abruptly.
All I did was point.
Their eyes went wide, and they too remained silent.
We moved closer, slowly examining the archway with suspicious gazes. So far, the Lunaley seemed to hold nothing more than vicious creatures, an Eristani soldier camp, and a lying voodoo lady who kept demons for company. Whatever this archway belonged to, I had a feeling it wasn’t good.
There was music thumping from somewhere, even though no one and nothing else was around. The beat and the instruments were like nothing I’d ever heard before, and it rumbled the ground at my feet.
I shared a curious glance with Dan and Rob and crept forward quietly. The arch was nothing more than giant rectangular stone slabs stacked on top of one another and plastered together with some sort of hardened dust—much like the smooth, ground up cobblestone streets that the richer towns had.
The closer we got to it, the more I realized this was much more than a simple arch. From the side, it appeared to be a lonely archway leading to nothing, the Lunaley stretched out forever in every direction all around it. But once you moved to the front, getting a head-on view, there was suddenly a very different picture.
At the proper angle, I could see lights flashing in the mostly dark space beyond, and this seemed to be where the music was coming from. Occasionally, I could hear the voices of people talking or laughing, but the words were indiscernible. A slight hint of alcohol rode the breeze, and I had the sudden image of a strange party going on in there.
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