by Meg Xuemei X
He was mine, as I his.
I was theirs.
Just then, Arion snapped his head and sent me a mischievous glance as if he could read my mind. I bet it isn’t that peachy to have four overbearing mates. I’m sorry for what you have to endure, he said in my head.
Oh, you have no idea, I returned. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
The winged, golden stallion sighed in disappointment.
I ignored him and napped in Reys’s warm arms.
13
We didn’t return to the Academy, Lorcan’s court, or the Spring Isles over the shiny sea.
Arion dropped us off in the old ruins of Misery Twist, then he returned to the sky without glancing back.
“Why are we here?” I cried.
Had they forgotten this was where we’d fought three gods and Lorcan had almost died?
“The ward is still strong here,” Lorcan said. He had gathered me up in his arms again. I pressed against his length. “The gods won’t be able to trace us from here after we step through the portal.”
Just then, Alaric produced a thumb ring and tossed it into the air. The ring expanded, transforming to a liquid shimmer the size of a double-door.
“What is that cool stuff?” I asked, walking around the shimmering substance. “I must have missed out on a lot. How much do I have to catch up on this time?”
“Alaric stole the ring from Zeus when he went to see him,” Pyrder said beside me.
I blinked. “He went to see his dad? But I thought—” Then I clammed my mouth shut. If it weren’t for me, he would never have gone to see the King of Gods.
Alaric trained his gaze on me. “I’ll see you on the other side, sweetheart. I’ll make sure you’re safe in my realm. No one will dare try to hurt you in Australia.”
He hadn’t spoken to me after my rescue until now. My heart fluttered at his endearment for me. He’d be mine again. Soon.
The demigod stepped through the shimmer, followed by Lorcan, who carried me with my legs wrapped around his waist, then my best friend Amber, with my twin fae mates bringing up the rear.
As soon as all of us walked through, the shimmer vanished. A ring appeared in its place, floating in the air. At Alaric’s summoning, it flew back to him and became his thumb ring again.
Well, that was handy. I would borrow it from Alaric when he was in a better mood.
The sound of waves lapping at the rocks and shore hit my sensitive eardrums first. We stood on a cliff facing a dark expanse of ocean. Moonlight reflected off the cresting waves and white-foam tide.
“I’ve always wanted to see the ocean,” I said.
“We’re in Alaric’s safe house, dulcis,” Lorcan grunted.
Fine, it wasn’t what I expected. I’d thought we would go to a military compound in Sidney with at an army to welcome us, since Alaric was the King of the Hybrids. Or at least we would settle in a grand mansion fit for the demigod son of Zeus.
However, I was staring at a cluster of cabins atop the cliff, thin clouds floating by, and the ocean wind whipping at my cloak.
“This is the most secure place for you now, sweetheart,” Alaric said, leading us toward the largest cabin in the middle of the woods.
“Obviously, we’re cut off from civilization.” I let out a bereaved sigh. “Who will cook for us?”
There would be no supply of cakes in this remote place.
“I will,” a familiar voice said, and then Hector, followed by the other fae warriors, and Xihin moved out of the shadows toward us. “I’m glad you’ve returned to us, Cass. Without you, our chef wasn’t in the mood to cook for rest of us.”
“Hector!” I cried in joy and grinned at all the warriors. “But no, thanks, but no! I don’t want to eat anything you make. We need professionals to bake edible cakes!”
“How about I do the baking?” Boone asked, also walking toward us. “You’ll never lack for cakes, Cass. That I can promise.”
Shan and Frances stood behind him and waved at me, smiling.
My eyes moistened.
“Boone! I’m so glad they shipped you here, too, and Shan and Frances!”
My mates got all of my old team in here for me. Deep gratitude swelled in my chest. I realized that I still clung to Lorcan, my legs clamped like a vice around his waist.
My face flaming, I wiggled out of his arms. He didn’t want to let me go, but I had a public image to maintain.
I didn’t get to hang out with everyone since my mates whisked me away, into the main cabin before everyone had a chance to greet me, wanting me all to themselves. I didn’t protest since they’d promised to bathe me.
As soon as we entered the well-furnished cabin, I saw a variety cakes on the dining table.
My eyes brightened in excitement and a grin overtook my face. “Cakes! Lots of cakes!”
Reys chuckled. “You want cakes first or bath?”
I gave the dessert a longing look then turned back to my mates.
I bit my lip. “Bath?”
“Our mate has chosen us over cakes,” Lorcan declared with pride and approval.
Reys and Pyrder smirked. The heat in their twin turquoise eyes could easily cause me to combust.
My heart beat wildly at the thought of all the wicked things they were going to do to me. I bet they could all hear it pounding within my chest.
Our separation had taken a toll on me. I needed them. I needed to press myself skin to skin against them. I wanted nothing between us. And I wanted the world to be just us for now.
In no time, the males undressed me and put me in a vast tub. Large, powerful hands were on me everywhere. I was hyper aware of their every word, touch, desire, and emotion, yet it still wasn’t enough.
Not until I melted into them.
Without realizing it, I was leaning into Pyrder, weeping, since he was right in front of me. Pyrder was most skilled at snatching the spot beside me in any setting. It was no different in the bathtub. Lorcan considered it beneath him to fight for the spot, but he’d changed a lot. He was catching up, yet he was still nowhere near as aggressive as Pyrder.
“I got you, Cass baby,” Pyrder said, pulling me closer to him.
“Dulcis, it’s all right,” Lorcan cooed in my ear while massaging my bare back.
Reys wiped my tears from my cheeks. “We got you, Cass baby. We’ll never lose you again. We’ll never let you be taken again.”
Then I caught a glimpse of Alaric leaning against the door of the bath chamber. He watched us, his eyes dark and brooding. Before I could twist my torso and beckon him to join us, he was gone.
He remained distant, but I knew that was only because a weight bore down on him. Before I could jump out of the bathtub to chase him, Pyrder pressed his warm, sensual lips to mine and made my toes curl. When he kissed me deeply and thrust his tongue into my mouth, claiming me again with his male demand, I was lost to him.
Then Lorcan’s hands cupped my breasts from behind, as half of my ass was on his legs and the other half on Pyrder’s, and then Reys’s fingers slid down my valley between my thighs, and I became all fire and steam.
I wanted to fuck them. I wanted to fuck them all at the same time.
I untangled my tongue from Pyrder’s and gasped over his lips. “I need—”
“We know what you need, baby,” Reys said. “We’ll take care of you. We’ll fuck you good and hard, re-stake our claim on you.”
Heat rushed through my veins, singing in my blood with desire for my mates.
Then I was out of the water. My mates dried me and placed me on the center of a vast bed that could fit us all. But only Reys and Pyrder got in bed with me. Lorcan let his hungry gaze linger upon me for a moment, and then exited the room.
The three of them must have reached a silent agreement. They’d let Reys and Pyrder fuck me first, then I would be Lorcan’s, for he would need to feed from me, which would be too intimate for others to watch.
I’d learned that, while I had stayed in Apollo’s realm for
only a few days, Earth had rotated through weeks. The High Lord of Night had no blood in all that time. He wouldn’t drink from anyone else since we mated.
Reys stared at my bare pussy, his beautiful blue eyes darkening in thick lust.
“The loveliest sight ever,” he murmured, shaking, as if fighting a battle not to leap upon me and devour me.
But I wanted him to. I wanted him to do all sorts of dirty things to me. I wanted all of my mates to do all sorts of naughty things to me.
I didn’t want any inhibition.
Fire coursed in me, all the way to the tender flesh between my thighs, under the weight of my mates’ desire.
I writhed a little just to sunder their control.
Reys cursed and palmed my pussy roughly. I thrust my crotch toward his hand, rubbing my silken sex against his palm.
Pyrder also cursed as he watched, lust burning so intensely in his darker turquoise eyes that I felt like melting wax exposed to an open flame.
They were identical twins with the same red-golden hair. While Reys’s flowed down to his broader shoulders, Pyrder’s was tied in a man bun.
My lustful gaze traced from their enticing, cut chests down to their six-pack stomachs, then their powerful legs. Both of their bodies were perfectly proportioned. The only difference was Pyrder had the tattoo of a magnificent panther inked on his forearm and half of his chest. Reys was all smooth skin rippling with well-defined, steely muscles.
My eyes dipped to their massive cocks. They also had the same straight, beautiful cocks. I licked my lips, picturing how they would make me feel when they filled my pussy. They were both steel rods wrapped in velvet-fine skin, but I remembered the differences when they fucked me.
They were twins, yet they were different in many ways. They were also very similar in some ways. Their lust and love for me had the same intensity. They balanced each other well. Pyrder was more impulsive, and Reys grounded him. Reys often looked at the bigger picture, but Pyrder surprised us all by remembering all the details and spotting every flaw. Reys was older by a couple of minutes, so he called the shots most of the time. But when Pyrder insisted on having his way, no one could deny his will.
Reys noticed the way my gaze darted between his and his brother’s cocks and grinned.
“Which cock you want first, Cass baby,” he purred.
“I want both of you,” I said.
“Greedy girl,” Reys chided me playfully.
Pyrder watched our banter and let his twin take the lead.
I wiggled my ass, my hands cupping the weight of my own breasts. “What are you going to do about it?”
Reysalor pulled his palm away from me, and my pussy met the cold air. Before I protested, Reys spread my legs wider, and his face was between my thighs.
His tongue licked my narrow slit before its wicked tip thrust shallowly between my folds. Then it withdrew and lapped round my sex.
He was teasing me, letting the desire burn slowly through me. His thumb circled my clit, barely brushing it. My legs jerked, liquid fire burning between them. I needed Reys’s or Pyrder’s cock now. It didn’t matter which fae’s rod filled me first, as long as I got one.
I whimpered. “No more teasing, please.”
I had held out for so long. I needed some action. I needed big guns. I needed my mate’s cock inside me, now.
“You want to be fucked badly, don’t you, Cass baby?” Reys asked in a husky voice, which excited me even more.
“Yes, please,” I begged. I didn’t care how pathetic I sounded. I was on fire. If I didn’t get a cock inside me to soothe this ache, I would combust!
And then the twins would regret the consequences!
Pyrder sensed my urgent carnal need and took pity on me. Actually, it was because he couldn’t hold back any longer. He dipped his head, wrapped his lips around my taut nipple, and suckled.
A tingling sensation washed over me, and I arched my back at the pleasure. Pyrder’s breath labored as he sucked my left breast with feverish need. He wanted to penetrate my pussy with his big, hard cock. I could feel his need through our mating bond.
Yet he restrained himself from fighting his brother, from asking Reys to hurry so he could have his turn with me.
His other hand fondled my right breast with almost bruising force.
I ran my hand through Pyrder’s thick mane and grabbed a handful of red-gold hair just as Reys thrust his tongue into my heated passage again.
I lifted my torso up from the luxurious mattress so I could watch how the twins played with me. A deep moan escaped my throat at the sight of these two incredible males moving over me.
Reys withdrew his tongue.
“Our Cass loves to watch,” Reys purred.
“I want more, Reys! Please!” I whimpered my demand.
“Of course you want more,” Reys said. “Remember how you taunted me when I couldn’t claim you because of the pact?”
I remembered it all.
He’d brought me to his mansion at the edge of the Academy after he rescued me from my stepfather’s vampires. I’d had a long bath, and he’d come to check on me. I’d tried to seduce him, and he’d resisted me.
When he’d helped dry my back, the towel slowly moving down to my butt, I’d parted my legs, bent forward, and bared my pussy for him.
I’d wanted him to fuck me from behind and had expected him to do just that.
He’d rubbed my flesh between my thighs with a swath of the towel, pretending to dry me. So I’d swayed my hips.
Instead of screwing me, he’d spanked me.
Now, I spread my legs wider for him and writhed as I said. “How did I taunt you? I don’t remember. Why don’t you give me a hint?”
Pyrder cursed. While I teased and challenged his twin, he got all hot.
I smirked, hoping my new seduction worked since my wet pussy was slick with want.
“Let me remind you,” Reys said roughly. “I wasn’t able to give it to you then, but I can give it all to you now. I’m going to fuck your perfect little pussy over and over without the slightest mercy until you can barely stand when I’m done.”
My heart pounded at the promise. His words sounded threatening, but it was extremely erotic. I was no ordinary female. I was no human, and I was far stronger than an immortal.
My mates knew I could take whatever they threw at me. We were well-matched.
And right now, I wanted a raw, hard fuck more than anything. And only a dirty, rough fuck could truly satisfy me.
On second thought, that wasn’t entirely true. My mates had all made love to me at some point, and their gentle passion had rocked me to my core.
“Pyrder, release Cass,” Reys said. “You can suckle her tit later. I need to fuck her from behind.”
As soon as Pyrder reluctantly pulled his mouth from me—he remembered he was playing a supportive role today—Reys flipped me over.
I was on all fours, my ass in the air, and my breasts were pressed down on the blanket.
I knew what the fae heir planned to do to me, and my skin burned with urgent need.
No more foreplay. No more teasing.
Reys roughly brushed open my swollen folds with the thick crown of his cock. I threw a glance at him over my shoulder. He was staring at my pussy, ravenous hunger twisting his handsome, sharp features into something animalistic and wild.
Liquid flame licked the flesh between my thighs, burning like a bonfire, and I whimpered with need. The hot wetness inside my narrow passage ached to welcome his cock into me.
Reys grabbed my thighs, pinning me in place, and his large, hard shaft drove into me with a single powerful thrust, embedding deep within me.
I gasped at the force of his entrance and moaned when pleasure lapped at my molten core. Before I could moan again, Reys pulled out an inch or two, then thrust right back in, harder and deeper. I was gasping and moaning with each movement, but he didn’t intend to give me a break or let me get used to his rapid rhythm.
He thrust an
d thrust. In and out. Flesh slapped flesh with a blinding speed.
The onslaught of his hammering made my vision blur, yet I loved every second of my fae mate’s power. After our unbearable separation—far longer for them than it was for me—we needed this coupling more than anything. I needed the delicious, rough friction to tell me I was safe and with my mates, and my mates needed to convince themselves they’d gotten me back in one piece.
Reys pounded between my thighs relentlessly.
“I need inside you, too,” Pyrder said hoarsely. “It’s been so long, Cass baby.”
He knelt before me, his cock jerking forward before my face, a bead of moisture appearing on the split of his crown.
He lifted my head gently and thrust his cock into my mouth.
Both cocks filled me, stretching my muscles.
Pyrder was gentler, but he also pushed my limits to go as far as he was allowed. While he fucked my mouth, his large hands caressed my breasts. He wanted to be all over me, imprinting me with his scent and touch.
The electrifying, erotic sounds of their pounding made my blood heat and my pulse race. I couldn’t get enough of both of them.
Reys kept penetrating me, driving deeper, and hitting every sensitive spot.
I wanted to howl in ecstasy, but I had a cock in my mouth thrusting wildly and possessively.
It was too much, and yet never enough. That was how I always felt with my mates, whether it was with one of them, or all of them.
For long moments, we didn’t talk but fucked in pure bliss.
We matched in every way. Only we could give each other maximum pleasure.
I was born for them, and they’d waited for me for millennia.
Their cocks grew heavier and harder, and their thrusts became frantic—the sign that they were going to have their release soon.
I slammed my ass back toward Reys, his balls smacking against me, pulling his steel rod deeper into me. At the same time, my teeth grazed over the silken skin on Pyrder’s rock-hard shaft, which pushed them both to the edge.
They thrust into me wildly, one cock in my mouth and one deep in my pussy.
“Your little pussy is so tight and hot,” Reys groaned. “It’s already milking me. Oh, fuck, yes, clutch me. Drive me mad! You squeeze my cock so hard, baby. My merciless little mate, my horny female! Look how I fuck you! Watch how I fuck your tight, little pussy. Baby, I’ll fuck you to eternity!”