by Lexi C. Foss
It was the kind of thing Zeph would ask, as evidenced by the dark glimmer in his gaze as he looked at Zakkai now.
“I can handle them,” I said, my stomach twisting with anticipation. Yes. Yes, please.
They were my mates.
I trusted them to take care of me and to ensure my safety. Their essences layered me in protection, their respect and adoration clear through the bonds.
My muscles tightened, my spirit coming to life with the expectation of taking them all at once while Zakkai watched.
Oh, Fae…
“I want this,” I whispered, meeting Zeph’s gaze. “I need this.”
He smiled, then softly kissed me, the gentle caress so at odds with the inferno building inside me. “Mmm, do you want to come, pixie flower?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my blood humming in anticipation. “Please.”
He drew his nose along my cheek, his teeth nipping my earlobe as he murmured, “I love it when you beg, sweet flower.” He kissed the sensitive spot below my ear, then skimmed my throat with his teeth. “Bite her,” he said, his incisors driving into my neck as Kols followed suit against my breast.
I screamed in response, their collective bites stoking my inner flame to a dangerous level.
And then Shade culminated the act by sinking his teeth into my clit.
Words left my mouth on a wave of sensation unlike any of my existence. It took me under a cloud of incoherence, whirling me around in a catastrophic climax that shook my very soul.
I forgot how to breathe, how to speak, how to move.
I was drowning in masculinity and virility, a slave to their mouths as they swallowed my essence, leaving me boneless on the bed. Shade released me first, his tongue providing temporary relief against the tender wound. Kols was next, his lips kissing my nipple before taking the other into his mouth in a loving caress.
And finally, Zeph pulled away from my neck, his pupils dilated and filled with insatiable hunger. He kissed me, his own blood touching my tongue as he fed me his essence, replenishing my own.
Then Kols crawled up my body and repeated the action with his own mouth, his blood an intoxicating mix of power that left me groaning as he ended our kiss.
Shade finished the act, his mouth a prayer against mine as his Death Blood energy slickened my throat.
I swallowed every drop, my mind buzzing with electricity as they finished. Only to be suddenly short-circuited upon finding all three of them naked. Even Zeph.
Zakkai, however, still stood beside the bedpost, his gaze roaming over me with abundant interest. Still adequate? he asked softly.
Better than adequate, I replied, licking my suddenly dry lips.
Zeph grasped my chin to draw my gaze back to him. He studied my features for a long moment, then his lips curled. “She’s ready.”
KOLS’S EYES GLEAMED, his irises an alluring shade of bronze. I rather preferred it to the gold. It grounded him somehow, perhaps because the color made me think of earth.
Which reminded me of our mate, like she’d marked him somehow during the transition.
I stroked my finger down her sternum, all the way to the delectable apex between her thighs. Do you want her pussy, Kols? I asked, engaging our mental link—something I fully intended to abuse.
I want her, he replied. Any part of her.
Hmm, I hummed in agreement. She said she wants us to fuck her, and Shade desires her mouth. So what’ll it be, little prince? Ass or pussy?
There’s nothing little about me, he retorted, amusing me immensely. I’m also no longer a prince.
I faced him, cupping his jaw. “You’re still a prince to me,” I said out loud, dragging him to me for a kiss that had Aflora moaning in approval on the bed. She loved watching us together, and I enjoyed indulging her. I also liked kissing Kols. So it was a winning situation for us all.
He bit my lower lip, drawing blood. “I want to fuck,” he said. “Now.”
“Resurrection looks good on you,” I replied, amused by his impatience. “Go lie on the bed.”
His eyes flashed, but rather than challenge me again, he chose to comply.
“Straddle him, Aflora. Put him inside you. Slowly.”
Dick, Kols muttered into my mind.
Lie there and take it, I returned.
He more or less flipped me off with his thoughts, then groaned as Aflora did exactly as I demanded, her slick cunt taking him all the way to the hilt. “So beautiful,” I praised, admiring their position. “Don’t move.”
I’m going to kill you, Kols threatened.
“That goes for you, too, little prince,” I added out loud. “Shade?”
The Death Blood glanced at me, then went to kneel near Kols and Aflora, his palm wrapping around the back of her neck. “I’ll take this part from here,” he said, guiding her to his mouth first and kissing her soundly.
She shivered in response, goose bumps pebbling her flesh as she likely tasted her own arousal on his tongue. I grabbed the lube and squeezed some into my hand, then gave my shaft a pump while I watched the two men play with our mate.
Kols had cupped her breasts, and Shade had tightened his hold on her neck, content to kiss her for now. I respected that he didn’t want to rush her, and decided to follow suit as I climbed onto the bed behind her.
We hadn’t done this together before, and I suspected she was new to it as well. Have you ever been fucked in the ass, pixie flower? I whispered into her mind.
She groaned, her muscles tightening. No.
Then I need you to tell me if this is too much, I replied. You know how I feel about communication. Make sure you use your words.
I will, she promised.
I’m trusting you, Aflora, I said, sliding two fingers into her ass to test her preparedness. Too much?
No, she replied. Not enough.
I added a third in reply, and she moaned. Better?
Yes, she hummed, approval radiating through her.
Can you take more?
She nodded, her head falling back against my shoulder as Shade released her. His mouth went to her breasts as Kols dropped his hands to her hips.
We would work on the two of us first, then depending on how she felt, Shade could try for her mouth. He seemed to already know that, the Death Blood more in tune with us than I ever could have anticipated. Perhaps because of his bond to Kols.
Regardless, it worked.
I didn’t even mind Zakkai watching, aware that he was acting as protector while we played.
He’d proven himself… mostly. I wasn’t sure I’d ever truly trust him, but for tonight, I did.
Aflora groaned as I began moving my fingers inside her, and Kols cursed into my mind. I need to move, Zeph.
Not yet.
I fucking hate you.
No, you don’t, I replied softly. You know I’m about to make this so good for you, too.
He didn’t argue with that, fully aware that I would keep that promise. But his need mounted as Aflora began to writhe, her body losing itself to the sensations of being filled from both ends.
I kissed her shoulder, allowing the deviation from my command, and slowly withdrew from her backside. A protest left her lips, only to be morphed into a sound of approval as the head of my cock pushed against her entrance. The initial thrust is the hardest to take, I warned her, pressing into her slowly.
Shade sucked her nipple into his mouth, and Kols pressed his thumb to her clit, both of them doing their best to distract her from the initial pain.
Her resulting whimper quickly morphed to a needy little hum, her body trembling between us as I slid the rest of the way home. “Oh,” she groaned, tossing her head back against my shoulder again. “Oh, Fae.”
“Fuck,” I corrected against her ear. “That’s the term you’re looking for.”
“Hmm,” she murmured, her hips gyrating in a sensual motion that had me palming her belly to hold her in place.
“Not yet,” I said, wanting her to acclimate.
“His two favorite words,” Kols muttered.
“Fuck me,” Aflora demanded. “Fuck me right now.”
Zakkai chuckled in amusement, his position shifting to the bedpost at the front of the bed for a better view. “Yes, Zephyrus. Fuck her.”
I ignored him to focus on Aflora, my lips skimming her hammering pulse as I withdrew and slammed back into her. A wanton little gasp left her pretty mouth, followed by a cry of pleasure when I repeated the action.
Now you can move, I told Kols.
Thank fuck for that, he replied, thrusting upward in time with my movements.
Aflora practically melted between us, her sweet arousal scenting the air as we drove into her in tandem, leading her toward an oblivion she would never forget.
Then Shade threaded his fingers through her hair and guided her mouth to his groin. Her palms went to the bed to stabilize her upper body while he cradled her head, his touch far more gentle than the pace Kols and I set between her legs.
I drew my finger down her spine, monitoring the responses of her body to ensure this didn’t hurt, concerned slightly by the contortionist position she’d put herself in to suck Shade off. But she swiveled her hips in a manner that suggested her excitement, her body practically purring with pending rapture.
Keep massaging her clit, I demanded.
I know, Kols returned, his voice gruff with pleasure. Grab her tits.
The command made my lips twitch, but I reached around her to palm her breasts because I rather liked the idea. Her resulting moan around Shade’s cock made it worth agreeing to Kols’s not-so-subtle demand.
She’s close, Kols said. She’s squeezing the fuck out of my shaft.
I felt a similar sensation against mine as her ass clenched. Fuck her harder.
He pistoned his hips upward at the same time I thrust downward, causing Aflora to scream around Shade’s dick. His fingers knotted in her hair, holding her to him as his stomach muscles flexed, his orgasm nearing. “Fuck, Aflora,” he groaned. “Those sounds… from your throat… are vibrating… my… fuck…” He tipped his head back, another curse leaving his mouth as she swallowed him deep, coaxing him to orgasm with her clever mouth.
Minx, I breathed into her mind. You made him come early.
Only doing what I was taught, she replied, her mental tone coy and yet filled with satisfaction as she swallowed his essence with greedy little gulps.
Someone was thirsty, I murmured, slamming into her. You ready for me?
Yes, she hissed, arching between us and releasing Shade with a pop. “Oh!”
“Yeah. Oh.” I took control of her hair, yanking her back to me as I really drove inside her, making her feel every inch of me and Kolstov below. Then I sank my teeth into her shoulder, holding her there while I fucked her into oblivion.
My bite coupled with our pace below sent her headfirst into another climax, her scream of delight one I wanted to record and replay for years on end.
Or maybe I would just strive to make her repeat that sound over and over and over for eternity.
Yeah, I liked that plan more. So fucking hot, I told her. You’re perfect, Aflora.
She moaned, her hips undulating between us as her orgasm extended with our repetitive penetration. Then Kols tumbled after her, his mouth parting on a rapturous sound filled with life and ecstasy and demanding I join them both in this delirious euphoria.
I groaned against her neck, releasing her from my bite, then tugged her head back to meet my kiss while I emptied myself inside her, claiming her in the most intimate manner known to fae.
She was mine.
No. She was ours.
To cherish and to adore.
To protect and to worship.
To admire and to love.
I trembled with the overpowering emotions, my mind incapable of understanding what this all meant to me. To us. Not yet.
But I knew she belonged to us, just as we belonged to her.
For forever and eternity.
Our powerful mate.
Our Aflora.
Our queen.
EPILOGUE
MY MATES WASHED ME, then fed me. And eventually, they tucked me into bed between them.
Zakkai had helped initially but remained in his suit the whole time.
When I tried to drag him into the sheets to play after my earlier two orgasms, he’d merely cupped my face between his hands and kissed me. Then he’d suggested a warm bath to ease my tightening muscles.
Don’t you need to…? I’d voiced the question into his mind, unable to complete the full sentence without blushing.
Our first time won’t be in a group situation, he’d replied. And no, the dreams don’t count. He’d kissed me again, the gesture sweetly intimate.
But then he’d disappeared after our meal.
I searched for him now, his mind awake as he wandered the paradigm, reinforcing the boundaries. Zeph, Kols, and Shade were all passed out around me.
Are you coming to bed? I asked Zakkai.
Not today, little star. But perhaps I’ll nap when you all are awake later.
I frowned. You’re guarding.
I am.
Why?
Because the war has just begun, he replied. And while this paradigm is beautifully built, I can’t help but feel a sense of looming dread. Something’s coming.
I considered his words, then stretched my senses to the paradigm and beyond, searching for what he said and finding a similar disturbance in the source. Constantine.
Yes, Zakkai replied. His aura is all over the place. But I haven’t figured out what he’s done. I’m not sure it’s complete yet.
I shivered. Do you think he knows we brought back Kols?
Likely, yes. He’ll use it to increase the urgency of hunting us.
They would hunt us either way, I pointed out.
True, he agreed. But now my people will hunt us, too. I saved a Nacht. They won’t take kindly to that.
He’s not Constantine.
I understand that now, Zakkai admitted softly. But my father… I don’t think he’ll ever understand.
What about Zenaida? I wondered.
Zakkai fell silent, considering. I think we’ll need to ask Shade about that. But wait until nightfall. You all need your rest.
You need to rest, too.
I will. Just later, he promised, his voice a kiss against my mind. Go to sleep, Aflora.
Okay, I agreed, snuggling deeper into Kols’s chest. I also had my leg draped over his. Shade spooned me from behind, while Zeph rested on the other side of Kols with his arm stretched out and his palm on my thigh.
It was a bit of a pretzel, but it warmed my heart.
Sweet dreams, darling star, Zakkai whispered.
I hummed an incoherent agreement, then my brow furrowed. Why do you call me that? I wondered. Star, I mean. The nickname always made me smile, but I never understood why he used the endearment.
Don’t you remember loving the stars as a child? he asked. You used to always want to go out at night, lie on the ground, and admire the sky.
I smiled. I do remember that.
Well, that’s why you’re my star.
My heart warmed. I like that.
I know, he replied. Now go to sleep. Dream of me.
I thought you said dreams don’t count.
Not for our first time, but I didn’t say we couldn’t play in the dreams. I could hear the smile in his voice, his teasing palpable. I rather enjoy being your figment.
My lips curled. All right. Tanoomeen Ma Ana.
His chuckle followed me all the way into my dreams.
Only, what waited for me when I opened my eyes wasn’t a fantasy at all, but a nightmare.
One covered in blood.
My blood, and that of my mates.
“Hello, Aflora,” Constantine greeted, his smile cruel. “I think it’s time you and I had a little chat.”
The Midnight Fae Academy series concludes with Midnight Fae Academy: Book Four
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br /> Thank you so much for reading Midnight Fae Academy! When I originally embarked on this journey with Aflora, I anticipated writing a trilogy. But then Zakkai threw a complete wrench in my plans. He wanted more than one book to tell his story, and I realized the finale to this story requires so much more to do it justice.
Which brings us to Midnight Fae Academy: Book Four. I’m hard at work on it right now and anticipate releasing it in early 2021.
This series owns a piece of my heart. I truly love the voices and the magic of this universe. It all started when I met Aflora in Elemental Fae Academy. She was this adorable little Earth Fae with an epic story to tell, and I’m so thankful she chose me as her proverbial conduit.
Thank you again for reading. <3
Hugs,
Lexi
MIDNIGHT FAE ACADEMY: BOOK FOUR
Welcome to the Midnight Fae world.
It’s bloody.
Dark.
And led by an ancient vampire who needs to die.
My days as a pawn in this war are over. I’m taking over as queen on this board, and in my version of the game, everyone bows to the queen. Even Constantine Nacht.
He thinks he’s clever by roping me into these ascension trials, all meant to kill me and my mates.
But I’m going to prove him wrong.
We’re stronger than he thinks.
And we’re going to make him bleed.
Earth Fae are all about life.
Midnight Fae prefer death.
I’m a mixture of both.
So let’s see what happens when life marries death, shall we?
Hand over my crown, Constantine.
It’s time for you to kneel for your queen.
Curious about Ella and Tray? Consider checking out Ella’s Masquerade, a Midnight Fae Academy prequel!
Once upon a time, a handsome prince asked the academy wallflower to the ball. She was blinded by the stars in her own eyes and the pitter-patter of her lonely heart. Little did she know this prince was no prince at all, but a villain disguised behind a charming smile.
Ella