Bodhi let out an incoherent string of curses as he came, shooting thick ribbons of semen on my breasts. Beside him, Llyr grunted and more hot, white spend splattered across my chest.
Llyr captured the last bit of his orgasm with two of his fingers, the thick fluid fragrant and rich as he brought it up before my lips. “The more we share the better to understand, sweetness.”
My mouth watered and I opened up, leaning forward slightly to take his fingers into my mouth and suck. Rohan and Keagan’s thrusts into me quickened, their panting grunts increasing in volume. The explosion of fresh flavor on my tongue was accompanied a second later by an overwhelming flood of golden energy as Rohan climaxed inside me.
Llyr tangled his free hand into my hair, staring down at me with raw intensity as I licked his fingers clean. Where Keagan had tasted like life and wild, open spaces, Llyr tasted like the cool, refreshing depths of deep pools and secret places. Both flavors could easily be habit forming. I already wanted more, and I licked my lips as I gazed up at him awaiting his next command.
“Your turn,” Llyr said with a glint in his eyes and a wicked smile.
20
Deva
Rohan’s tongue trailed through the thick, hot fluid painted across my chest. My entire body shivered as Keagan cursed and his cock began to pulse inside me. He pulled out halfway through his climax and stroked himself off, his semen hitting the spot where Rohan and I were still joined.
Rohan gently urged me off him and I stood on shaky legs as he leaned forward and spread me open once more, baring my clit for his talented tongue to tease. Keagan caught my languid body, a bulwark of bulky ursa strength behind me. From beneath lowered lids, I saw Llyr, still lightly stroking his hard cock, give Bodhi a nudge. The pair moved back around the sofa to sit on either side of Rohan.
“Let me taste you on her,” Llyr rumbled to Rohan and the dragon’s brows shot up. He glanced at Llyr in surprise, his aura brightening with an oddly gratified glow. Through my cloud of pleasure I realized that Rohan idolized the satyr and must have been flattered for the other man to want to dive his tongue into the place Rohan had just filled with his seed.
I didn’t care. I just wanted completion. I ached for it and gave Bodhi a longing look when he leaned forward with a feverish gaze and began licking the semen off my chest. He swept his tongue in an arc over the top of one breast then wrapped his mouth around my nipple, drawing it deep and sucking the sticky fluid off.
Llyr’s dark head dipped and I moaned a soft expletive as his tongue delved between my folds. The world began to tilt and I found myself supported in Keagan’s arms as he tipped me over. A moment later my back hit the soft rug that had been beneath the coffee table. More furniture got unceremoniously shoved aside and someone gently propped my head up on a pillow but I was too worked up and needy to care. All I cared about was Llyr’s tongue lapping between my thighs again, and the other three taking turns cleaning the semen off my breasts with their own tongues.
I opened my eyes halfway to see Bodhi sitting back on his haunches and staring down in wonder as he licked his lips. “Didn’t expect to ever like tasting another dude’s spunk,” he commented. “Do you guys know you taste like fucking candy? Addictive candy.”
My body arched from the pleasure of Llyr’s tongue and his fingers dug into my thighs. Keagan and Rohan held me down, kept me grounded while they continued inflicting pleasure on my breasts. Bodhi leaned over and kissed me and I groaned, savoring the flavor of Llyr on his tongue. No wonder he looked a little drunk. He’d just ingested satyr essence. Keagan’s climax in the shower had left me pleasantly buzzed, but I’m sure it was no comparison to the combination of drunkenness and desire that accompanied a good dose of satyr essence.
It was Llyr’s finger pushing into my ass that made me lose it. The sensitive opening was still a little raw from Keagan’s fucking, every nerve still awake. I came hard, bucking into his mouth as the pleasure rocked through me. I was still pulsing from the orgasm when he leaned back and looked into my eyes.
He didn’t need to ask. He seemed to know that I still needed more, though I was beyond trying to understand why I needed so much pleasure to feel sated. I just knew I wasn’t finished yet.
But he didn’t go down on me again. For a second I thought he would crawl over me and fuck me, but he didn’t do that either. He scooted closer, draping my thighs over his bent knees as he gripped his cock in one fist. He began stroking himself while he teased between my folds with his fingers, gently toying with my swollen clit.
“You gonna fuck her or not?” Bodhi asked. He’d taken hold of himself again, his thick cock hard in his hand.
“Not yet,” Llyr said, the words soft and breathless, then he grimaced and a harsh groan escaped his lips as he quickly climaxed, his spend landing hot against my swollen folds.
I could feel him in my head from the impromptu melding. He was a comforting, familiar presence that I probably should not have tolerated. I hadn’t forgiven him yet. I just needed him, that’s all. But when I looked at him with the same question in my eyes that Bodhi had asked, his expression closed off with faint pain and he moved away. Why was he retreating when I was wide open and ready for him?
“She needs more,” he said, moving to my head and sitting back on the sofa as though presiding over my pleasure from on high. Keagan and Rohan both moved down my body, oblivious to the fact that Llyr was now beyond the distance that would block the pain of them both being near me. Bodhi remained at my side, body reclined along mine. He seemed to revel in the act of teasing my breasts, cupping each one and sucking my stiff nipple until I moaned before switching to the other.
“Make love to me,” I whispered, and he froze. He lifted his gaze to meet mine, a slight frown marring the pleasure. I immediately regretted the request when I saw the conflict in his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “It isn’t that I don’t want you. I’ve never wanted anything more. But I don’t want it like this . . .” He glanced down toward my hips, where Keagan and Rohan were working their way up my inner thighs, taking turns with lips and tongues grazing hotly along my skin. Rohan was the first to dart out his tongue and swipe it through the creamy mess Llyr had left behind. He sat back with a low growl while Keagan took over, tasting the satyr’s spend and giving my clit a slow lick for good measure.
My fingers sought out Bodhi’s hand and I was gratified that he took it and twined our fingers together between my breasts. Then he lay down again and pulled my head onto his chest, the gesture of tenderness at odds with the pair of tongues that now lapped at my pussy in tandem.
“You don’t have to do this.” I panted, even though I knew he couldn’t leave without causing me pain.
He chuckled softly, sliding his hand back to cup my breast and toy idly with my nipple. “Yeah I do. I’m in love with you and you need this. I just want something a little different the first time we make love. And I want to know my mom is safe first. I’m happy to . . . ah . . . play?” He looked down at me with a glint in his eye. “If that’s all right.”
“Y-yes . . . ohh . . .” I’d been prepared to answer him in more detail, but my exclamation turned into an affirmation of the tongues between my legs. They’d found a way to position their heads so their mouths were both on me at once. My legs splayed wide and Bodhi reached down to grab one behind the knee for added support. He watched avidly as Ro and Keagan worked me over.
“I think it can’t hurt for me to learn a bit more from the masters, though, don’t you?” he asked, his voice gruff and guttural. He pressed against my side, his cock hot and hard again. I reached between us and wrapped my fingers around his length.
“Let me taste you again,” I said.
His eyelids fluttered closed and he nodded, but pushed my shoulder back when I moved to twist toward him. “I’ve had a little fantasy for the past week. Humor me.”
I nodded and lay back, my pulse picking up when he rose and straddled my torso, his cock and balls resting lightly o
n my sternum. I wasn’t quite sure what he was after until he palmed both my breasts and pushed them together, thumbs grazing lightly over both nipples. I arched my back, biting my lip when he shifted forward and aligned his shaft with the center of my chest, wrapping both breasts around his hot length. Licking my lips, I lifted my head slightly and darted out my tongue, lengthening it enough to wrap around the head of his cock.
“Jesus,” Bodhi breathed, holding himself tight between my breasts for a second while I tasted him before sliding back, the friction of his cock warming the skin between my breasts. He began to fuck me in a swift rhythm, each time he surged forward, I’d taste his tip. He kept his hands tight on both breasts, squeezing around his thrusting cock and flicking his thumbs constantly over both my nipples until the jolts of pleasure merged perfectly with the constant bombardment between my legs.
“Make her come.” The command came from behind my head, where Llyr sat watching in near silence except for his palm still sliding up and down his immense shaft.
The teasing between my legs grew more urgent, someone—Keagan, I thought—wrapping his lips around my clit and sucking while Rohan plunged his longer tongue deep into me. My hips bucked involuntarily and I moaned around the head of Bodhi’s cock. Strong hands grabbed my hips and thighs, immobilizing me while the onslaught to my pussy intensified. I cried out as the orgasm took hold, grabbing onto Bodhi’s hips as if his weight above me wasn’t enough to keep me from taking flight. He groaned, quickening his thrusts between my breasts.
“Open your mouth, angel. I’m gonna come.”
I was already gasping from the unending torture between my thighs where Ro and Keagan seemed intent on drawing my climax out forever, but I angled my head and readied myself. A second later Bodhi’s cock erupted between my breasts, his semen landing squarely on my tongue at first, then painting my lips with more short spurts as the flood of his magic sank through my skin.
He remained frozen above me for several seconds, then slowly eased off and settled down beside me, the entire length of his body pressed to mine as he nuzzled my neck. Rohan and Keagan’s attention diminished to benign licks around my nethers as though simply cleaning me off. Keagan let out a rough sigh and collapsed on my other side, tugging me tight against his big frame.
“Are you good, princess? I can go another round.”
I was in the middle of nodding when Llyr spoke, snapping my attention to him.
“She isn’t finished yet.” His voice had grown deep and resonant, a low, vibrating tone that settled deep in my belly and threatened to wake up a different dormant need. I stared at him in shock. He wasn’t a man any longer, but an enormous half-beast, his immense, muscle-bound body dwarfing the oversized armchair he sat in. His eyes swirled and I rolled onto my hands and knees, some strange compulsion gripping me.
I remembered this version of him, and the sight of the enormous satyr sitting there with his massive cock gripped in one fist made my core clench with renewed need. His was the first cock that had ever penetrated my body. The pleasure of that first thrust would forever be etched on my brain. I wanted him again and didn’t care whether he’d betrayed me that day.
When I rose up onto my knees between his thighs, he reached out and grabbed my shoulder, halting me before I could reach for his erection.
“Fight it, Deva. Your body craves me, but your mind doesn’t. Don’t let your body’s urges rule you or your soul will always be divided. Remember my betrayal.”
“But I need you. I need this.” I shook my head, confused by his rejection.
“You don’t. You see something in me that isn’t there. I am not Ozzie. I can’t give you the closure you seek. Only he can.”
“Soul mate,” a voice in my mind cried. I wanted Llyr again and didn’t care that he’d betrayed me. My soul mate would never betray me.
I shook my head, confused by the whispers between his words, as though he were sharing secrets he didn’t want the others to hear. But he was a satyr, not a turul. He couldn’t communicate in that space between words, where normally only the softness of a breath could be heard. Yet I heard him, and my desire cooled. “Ozzie is the one who can make you whole, Deva. Not me. Hear this for the truth. I can only give you a piece, but I won’t until I know it’s me you see when we’re together, not him.”
I shook my head in confusion. It was Llyr in his full primal glory in front of me, his aura pulsing with the power of the god whose blood ran in his veins. The aura that had awakened a deep desire I hadn’t felt in weeks—my nymphaea nature rising to the surface and reaching out for a connection I couldn’t find with any of the others, only him. But my heart sang a different song, one meant for another man who wasn’t here. I remembered crying out a song earlier. Had it been for Llyr or Ozzie?
I opened my mouth to sing. To prove that he was wrong. That I could forgive him and it had nothing to do with Ozzie. But as the melody resonated through my throat and the words passed my lips, I knew I was wrong. The anguished look in Llyr’s eyes only confirmed it.
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Deva
Llyr shrank in the seat back to his normal, but still massive, human shape, and leaned forward, placing fingers against my lips.
“I’m sorry,” he said again. “I didn’t mean to confuse you.” He was whispering so very quietly, though I could hear him clearly. Secrets he didn’t want broadcast. I glanced over my shoulder at the guys who lay sprawled across the rug. Keagan had slid close to Bodhi and slung a big arm across his chest, closing the gap I’d left. Rohan sat leaning against the sofa, his legs draped over the other two. They were all asleep, their three auras tangled together in one giant bubble of sated bliss.
“They’ll be out for some time,” Llyr whispered.
“I don’t understand,” I said, looking up at Llyr again. “Did you just . . . compel me into an orgy?”
He chuckled softly. “No, sweetness. You genuinely needed that and so did they. I’m apologizing because of what you see in me. Ozzie and I . . .” He paused and frowned, struggling for words. “You have strong feelings for us both, good and bad. Just try to keep them straight when you see him. Some of what you feel for me may transfer to him next time you set eyes on him. It wasn’t my intention to cause you that confusion. Hell, it wasn’t my intention to blood meld the bastard, but it’s done.”
I blinked at him. “You’re lying.” The words slipped out on impulse but the second they did I knew the truth. Ire flooded me. I rose to my feet and glared at him. “You blood melded him out of spite, didn’t you? Does he even know? Where is he?!”
Llyr cursed and stood, the musky scent of his body enveloping me from this close and my traitorous body reacted with a surge of arousal I couldn’t control.
“Quiet, Deva,” he said, the very command somehow cooling that need easily. He shot a wary look at the sleeping trio behind us, then wrapped a hand around my upper arm and tugged me into the bedroom Bodhi had been using. Once we were there, he shut the door.
“I am just warning you. I haven’t told him yet because I heard Sandor’s call and left before I could. The blood meld with Oz will make us both stronger, once he understands how to use the nymphaea power he’s been given. It really wasn’t my intention, but I didn’t fight it either. The blood will make you see us both differently. You see some of him in me. Your love for him makes you want to trust me. The fact that you can trust me is beside the point. I won’t let you cling to that illusion because I know it isn’t your truth. When you choose me, it must be with open eyes. The same goes when you realize he isn’t being straight with you about everything.”
“You know something, don’t you? About why he’s pushing me away. Why he won’t let me see his soul. I want to know!”
He sighed heavily and sat on the bed. “It isn’t for me to tell. All I know is that he loves you dearly and, like me, would do anything to protect you. Just remember that.”
I wanted to push, but I couldn’t trust my impulses where he was concerned. I turned away, spie
d another fluffy bathrobe hanging over a chair and grabbed it. It was still damp and smelled like Bodhi beneath the overly floral hotel soap. I slipped into it, finding comfort in the way it engulfed me.
“Are you going to tell him?” I asked in a brittle tone. I wouldn’t put it past Llyr to hide this from Ozzie and use it to manipulate him.
“Of course I am,” he snapped. “He wants to protect you as much as I do. Knowing he’s capable of sharing my powers will only make that easier.”
I glanced at his big, naked, sinfully attractive body and grabbed the other robe from the back of the bathroom door, then tossed it to him. He stared at it for a second then shrugged and put it on, though it barely fit. Still, I breathed a little easier once he was covered up, his half-erect cock hidden from view and finally allowing me to focus on something other than the memory of him inside me. A strange flash of my old Ozzie sex fantasy blasted through my mind and I shook my head. The two were nothing alike, even in fantasies. Yet looking at him I still had the urge to sing Ozzie’s song.
It was the blood meld. Not Llyr. I sighed, flopping down into an armchair by the bed. “I suppose I should thank you for not taking advantage of me out there.”
Llyr smirked. “Oh, I did, as much as I could, anyway. But you knew what I was after when we started.” He licked his lips, his gaze darting down to my hips. I crossed my legs and arms and glared at him. He returned his gaze to my eyes. “But after that whole scene, I don’t actually need to dive into your head to have a pretty good idea what’s going on with your soul. I think if I did, it would only confirm my suspicions.”
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