by Ivy Asher
“I’m so sorry. I got hungry, and I didn’t want to wake you up. Cree was there… I didn’t know she was going to send me back. I didn’t leave you. I would never leave you,” I hurriedly tell them, pushing out of Ryn’s hold and leaping for Zeph.
No one is answering me, or maybe my heart and my mind are racing too fast to hear them if they are. Zeph looks pissed, but he always looks pissed. I jump for him anyway. I know he’ll catch me. That he’ll listen when I explain what happened, and vow to rip Cree’s head off when we get back.
Zeph wraps me up in a hug as fierce as mine and buries his head where my neck meets my shoulder, inhaling deeply.
“I was terrified I’d never see you again,” I confess against his neck, my emotions a complete wreck. I’m smiling and overflowing with joy as tears drip down my cheeks and sobs sit in my chest, waiting for their time.
Zeph pulls back, but he doesn’t say anything; instead, his lips crash to mine and his kiss tells me everything I need to know.
He was scared too.
He missed me.
He’s happy I’m in his arms again.
And now he’s going to fuck me until neither one of us can move.
Finally!
26
I pull back, reluctantly ending my kiss with Zeph, and he growls irritably, not a big fan of the move either. But I’m not about to have the hottest sex ever in the cold backyard, so it had to be done. I push out of his arms, but grab his hand, while turning to reach for Ryn and Treno. I pull them all toward the shop at once.
Wekun chuckles and shakes his head. “Don’t you even want to find out what happened?” he calls at my back as I practically drag my mates inside the building.
“Later,” I shout over my shoulder, and I hear him bark out a laugh as the door shuts behind us.
I lead the guys up the stairs, so many questions racing through my mind, but I’m not going to get into all of that right now. I need to feel them, all of them. I need the reality of this to be cemented in my mind and stamped all over me. I need to miss them and love on them and be entirely consumed by them, and I need to do it right fucking now. We squeeze one by one through my front door, and these massive males dwarf my apartment in a very comical way. I have vaulted ceilings, but they’re all fucking giants, so that doesn’t really matter.
I would laugh and bust their balls and find out how the fuck they got here in the first place, but that will happen after. I take them down the hallway, and Zeph has to turn sideways for his shoulders to fit. I pull Zeph into the room, with Ryn and Treno following, and then I pause. Because as much as I’d like to be fucking and not talking, this next part, they get a say in.
Butterflies go mental in my stomach as I look at my hot as fuck mates. They’re here, and I’m never again going to let these assholes out of my sight.
“We have not talked about this, and I don’t know how you feel about it, but I can’t choose just one of you right now. I need the three of you. I want the three of you. You won’t hurt my feelings if that’s not something you are okay with. You can just wait your turn then. But if you are—” Zeph cuts me off by picking me up and sucking on my lower lip.
Well, okay then.
He kisses me senseless and then hands me to Ryn, who does the exact same thing. Desire floods my pussy as Ryn hands me to Treno, and there’s no hesitation when he claims my lips and winds his tongue with mine. A strong chest pushes against my back, and Zeph growls low in my ear. “We missed you, little sparrow.”
I pull away from Treno’s lips and manage to gasp out, “I missed all of you, so much,” before Treno claims my mouth again hungrily. I’ve never been more grateful for the fact that we can’t shift with clothes on as they all press in against me, and I feel their hard muscles and smooth warm skin against mine.
Treno transfers his hold on me to Zeph, but his lips never leave mine as I lean back against Zeph, who snakes an arm under one knee and wraps his muscular arm across my abdomen to hold me up. He brings his other hand around to my front and starts to play with my clit as Treno sucks on my tongue. I moan into his mouth and feel Zeph’s lips kissing and sucking on my shoulder and neck.
Ryn grabs my chin and angles it toward him so he can claim my lips, and Treno drops down and moves that talented mouth to my breasts. Delicious pleasure floods my senses, and I moan and writhe, my body asking for more, while Pigeon claps in the background of my mind.
Zeph stops slowly circling my clit, and everything gets infinitely hotter as he holds me up with one hand and reaches between my thighs from behind and plunges two fingers deep inside of me. My pussy squelches in appreciation as he starts finger fucking me, and I pull away from Ryn’s lips so I can throw my head back and cry out.
Treno drops to his knees, and his mouth goes straight for my clit, and I know what’s coming…the vibrating tongue thingy. Like they’re a well-choreographed sex machine, Ryn sucks a nipple into his mouth and pinches the other hard, just as Treno starts the tongue vibrating thingy and Zeph fingers me even faster.
I turn into one giant orgasm exactly seven seconds later.
My release hits me so hard and so fast that I can’t say I had an orgasm, because that bitch had me. It had me so hard I didn’t know if I wanted to scream, cry, or beg for more. So I did this weird combo of all three, which was not a sexy as fuck noise, but I gave no fucks. I screamed so hard you would have thought I was serving a ball at Wimbledon.
Treno pulls Zeph’s fingers out of me, and then he licks me from opening to clit like I’m an ice cream cone. And I almost come again just from watching it. I immediately want his cock down my throat so bad, because any man who can lick a woman like that deserves to come down a woman’s throat, and I’m in.
So. Fucking. In.
“My turn,” Ryn calls out, and Treno automatically takes one last lick and steps back. He licks his lips like every last drop is fucking ambrosia, but I can’t focus on that because the next thing I know, Zeph’s fingers are back to working my pussy, and Ryn is doing the vibrating tongue thingy.
“Fuck!” I cry out. I’m so sensitive, but it also feels so fucking good.
I reach behind me and thread my fingers through Zeph’s wavy black hair, and I tilt my hips just a little so he and Ryn can hit all the right spots. I explode into ecstasy again. And Zeph bites my shoulder hard as he pulls his fingers out of me and Ryn licks me up. He sucks on my clit again and then shoves his long tongue inside of me and swirls it around.
Zeph takes his slick fingers and starts circling my ass, applying pressure and lubing me up with my own release as he plays. One finger breaches me slowly, and I moan at the feel of him.
“Can you take a male here, little sparrow?” he asks me, his voice dipped in hunger and dripping need.
“If I’m wet enough, I can?”
“Well, let’s get you wetter then.”
Like somehow Zeph just gave a command, Ryn’s tongue starts to vibrate again as he licks me up and down. He’s like a next level sex toy, and not to be left out, Treno starts to vibrate his tongue and then flick my nipples with it.
“Mmmm, I can feel you dripping,” Zeph growls in my ear as the finger in my ass is slowly joined by another. He moves in and out of me and twirls his fingers in wider and wider circles as he takes his time and stretches me out. “Are you ready for us, little sparrow? Are you ready for your mates?” he asks me as he sucks on my neck and nips at my shoulders.
“Yes! Please!” I beg, more than ready to feel them all under and over and inside of me.
“Good, because I’m ready for you,” he declares, grabbing my chin until I’m leaning back far enough for him to own my mouth. His lips sear themselves to mine, and his tongue laps me up. Another orgasm crashes through me, and he happily swallows it down. Treno and Ryn step away from my flushed and well-sated body, and once again in turn, each kisses me deeply before we move to the bed.
Zeph surprises me by lying down on the bed on his back. But it’s a pleasant surprise. He’s the only one
I haven’t physically reconnected with since we all decided to take this mate thing seriously, and something about looking into his honey-hued eyes while we come feels significant. The fact that he’s even here, willing to share and be part of the group that makes up our mating is huge, and I straddle his cock and slowly take him in inch by inch. I know being mated to Zeph isn’t always going to be easy, but, fuck, it will be magical and exactly what I need.
Zeph leans up and kisses me as I start to ride him, and it’s as though he wants to drink all my pleasure down, to savor me and treasure me in his own way. I tighten my pussy around him on purpose and then force the muscles to flutter, and he groans and lies back down, ready for when it’s his turn to set the pace.
Treno moves onto the bed to my left on his knees, and I smile up at him as I work Zeph in and out of me. He bends forward to kiss me, and I have to pull away when the need to pant starts to take over.
“I’m never letting you out of my sight again, flower,” he confesses, and I stare deeply into his blue and purple gaze and agree, “Never.”
“You’re ours,” he declares, and I pant out an “always” as I lean over and grip his hard cock and lick it from base to tip, like he did me.
He groans, and I waste no time wrapping my lips around his head and pulling him deep into my throat. It takes a minute to get the rhythm of fucking Zeph and sucking on Treno at the same time, but I get there, and their answering groans to my moans spur me on.
I swallow Treno down and take him as deep as I can go, and then I go still when I feel Ryn caress down my back and then slap my ass hard. I gasp and quickly pull off Treno so I don’t choke. I look behind me with a playful glare.
“She likes it—she’s clamped down on me so hard I’m trying not to come.”
Ryn laughs as I turn my glare to Zeph, but he just reaches up and palms my breasts as Ryn slowly works himself into my ass. I’m getting the distinct impression that group sex amongst Gryphons is not as taboo as it is amongst humans. None of them seem squeamish at all about sharing or seeing each other. In fact, they all work really well together in a very complementary way I did not see coming.
I wonder how many threesomes and foursomes these guys have been to, but I immediately dismiss that thought. I don’t need to know the details, I just need to reap the benefits.
Ryn grunts as his hips push against my ass cheeks, and I suck Treno back into my mouth and wing five Pigeon for my amazing sexual prowess. Zeph and Ryn both start to fuck me at the same time. And then Treno threads his fingers through my hair and starts to fuck my mouth. I float on a cloud of bliss as each of my mates thrusts in and out of me, our bodies singing with pleasure as they slap together at different harmonious rhythms, our moans filling the room with heat and passion.
We fuck and stake our claim on each other, branding our bonds and renewing the intimacy of our connections. Vulnerability and strength, commitment and love, wrap around us as we all take what we need from each other while also giving all that we have.
I don’t know how they’re here, but the why has never been so clear. We were meant for each other, and this moment seals our bond forever.
Treno stills deep down my throat, the first to find his release. I swallow him down as he grinds against my mouth, and then I pull back and lick him clean, savoring his desire. He falls back on the bed on his back, and Ryn and Zeph hold nothing back as they both set an explosive pace. They feel so fucking good, and I know I’m seconds away from another orgasm that knocks through me while shouting, “Say my name, bitch” at me.
“Yes,” I pant as I get closer, and Ryn buries himself deep in my ass and grunts out his release. Zeph pauses for a moment as his friend rides out his orgasm and nips at my back, and then Ryn is pulling out and collapsing onto the other side of the bed, a blissed out smile on his face.
I chuckle and then squeal as Zeph flips me over onto my back and sucks on my nipples as he starts a slow rhythm once again. I groan and spread even wider for him; he knows what I want, but he’s going to toy with me. I can see it in his eyes. He splays a strong hand at the small of my back and tilts my hips up as he picks up his pace.
“Mmmm, that’s a sweet spot, isn’t it, little sparrow?” he purrs, and I cry out in answer.
“Are you mine, Falon?” he asks me as he starts to move even faster, and the lack of my nickname on his lips gives me pause.
I stare up into his golden honey eyes and, without doubt or hesitation, answer, “I’m yours, Zeph, and I always will be.”
He smiles, and it shatters my heart into a million pieces and then puts it back together, it’s so stunning.
“Good,” he tells me. “Now scream my name,” he orders.
It’s my turn to smile now, because there’s my asshole. “Make me,” I growl in challenge, and then he does.
He fucks me so hard and mercilessly, exactly how he knows I love it, and I have no choice but to scream his name.
And then I scream Treno’s and Ryn’s too for good measure, because no motherfucker should be allowed to be that cocky. I smile at that thought, and my heart warms with affection. I have to keep him grounded.
“What do you mean, you just couldn’t see us anymore?” I ask Wekun, reaching for my coffee that’s just a little too far for me to get.
Zeph snags it off the table, takes a sip, and then hands it to me. I glare at him for the sip and then offer my lips for a peck for handing it to me. He chuckles deeply and gives me my peck but tries to steal my mug again. I hold it away, and he pretends like it’s out of reach even though we know his wingspan is like the size of my living room.
“Exactly that. I was helping portal gryphons and supplies back to the Amaranthine Mountains when all of a sudden you were gone. And not just you, your whole Sept. I immediately panicked and portalled home to double-check that something hadn’t happened to the threads, but I couldn’t see them there either,” Wekun tells me, clearly distraught.
I sip my coffee and lean back against Treno’s chest in thought. The guys have stayed true to their word, they haven’t even put me down, let alone let me out of their sight. We’ve reached a very comfortable “pee in front of each other” level in our relationship, but you won’t see me complaining. Even Pigeon worked out some gryphon sexual tension last night. I’m pretty sure Ryn’s gryphon is a little traumatized, but Pidge assures me he’ll be begging for more in no time.
“I did speak with Getta in Tierit, and she mentioned that she has seen it happen to a Bond Weaver in the past and that it occurred because the threads directly affected that Bond Weaver. That’s when I returned to the other world to figure out what could have made them blink out in the first place and discovered that you were missing.”
“We looked everywhere for you. We were certain that maybe the Ouphe took you or a group of Gryphons acted out. We knew you were alive because we were, but there were no leads, and we spent months chasing our tails,” Ryn tells me.
I ache at the thought of what it must have been like to wake up and find out I was just gone. Treno must feel my distress, because he starts to rub soothing circles on my thigh.
“It was Zeph who brought up that maybe you weren’t in their world anymore,” Wekun adds.
I look over at Zeph curiously, my eyebrow raised in surprise. “You always come to me in your dreams,” he tells me, and goose bumps crawl up my arms. “I knew you would have been trying to get to us, and I kept searching for reasons that would explain why you couldn’t. I knew there was a gate in the Amaranthine Mountains. We couldn’t find it, but the thought that maybe you were not in our world wouldn’t leave me.”
I thread my fingers through his and squeeze his hand, my gaze filling with warmth and gratitude. He never doubted me. I was so worried that they would think I abandoned them or left without caring about what it would do to them. I wouldn’t have blamed them if they did. After I tried to sever the bonds, it wouldn’t have been a farfetched thought. But they never doubted, and that fact means more to me than I can say.<
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“So how did you three decide to come here?” I ask, looking to each of them in turn.
“That was my doing,” Wekun chimes in. “I couldn’t see you or feel you anymore, but I was hoping that if I brought them to this world, and you were in fact here, maybe they could. Our ending up here was an odd coincidence though. I was on my way to meet with friends I was hoping could help, when your mates felt you.”
I close my eyes and let the gratitude I feel wash over me. “Thank you, Wekun, I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you, but I owe you everything,” I confess as I open my eyes and fix them on his champagne-colored gaze.
“We owe you everything,” Treno and Zeph correct at the same time, and I try not to chuckle and point out that their bromance is blossoming into a beautiful thing.
“Well, I was hoping I could ask for your help in trying to figure out what I’m being blocked from seeing. The only thing that I can think is that I’m in danger for some reason, and your Sept is tangled up in it all in some way. I know you’re in a hurry to get back and strangle Cree with her own innards, but I was hoping you’d stick around for a while.”
I look to the guys in an effort to gauge their reactions.
“If you need help, we are here for you,” Zeph states simply.
“It’s the least we could do after all that you’ve done for us,” Treno adds.
“I like pizuus, so if we can have more of that, I’m in,” Ryn teases.
I laugh. “Pizza,” I correct, saying it slowly.
“I know, that’s what I said,” he replies, confused.
I crack up—oh man, this is going to be so much fun.
My text alert chimes, and all three of the guys stare at my phone warily. Oh yeah, so much fucking fun.
I open my messages to see I have a new one from an unknown number.
Hello Falon, this is Teo. I’d like to come by and make arrangements for our cars. Let me know what time works for you, and my pack and I will stop by. I think there might be some other things we should all discuss.