Page 37 of Scion of Chaos

“Who is watching now?” I ask, studying Vesh’s gaze and hoping one of them responds. “Tell me what you would do if you were here. I want to talk to each of you.”

Vesh frowns. “Nemea, don’t encourage them,” he warns.

“Thenyoutell me what you would do. Besides just fuck me.”

I’m breathless now, my hips rocking ever so slightly of their own accord to match the rhythm of Erebus’ tongue. He’s taking his time, which is both torture and heaven.

Vesh shakes his head, then goes utterly still for a beat before his entire body shudders and he stands. But as I stare up his body, my gaze keeps going. It’s as if he’s grown a foot and his shoulders are wider, his body stockier, his expression more predatory. It’s stillhim, butnot.A set of enormous, ghostly horns hover on either side of his head and I swear a golden hoop has appeared through his nose, flickering with some light that doesn’t exist in this room.

In a thick voice, he says, “I would chase you through all of Tartarus until I caught you, then claim that pretty mouth of yours and make you swallow my cock all the way down. I’d fuck all your holes until you beg me to stop, then spill my seed across your luscious tits and make Cerberus lick it off.” He tilts his head and smirks. “Then I’d probably fuck him too.”

“Fuck,” I whisper, somehow hotter despite the fact that I believe every word he just said, and it does scare me a little.

But there’s no time for the conversation to continue. The apparition of Asterius flashes out of existence and is replaced by a handsome face with two small tusks jutting up from his lower jaw. Feathered wings have sprouted from Vesh’s back, and on his head stands a mohawk of golden spikey hair. This must be Chrysaor.

“I would bury my face between your thighs and eat your ass and pussy until you beg me for mercy. I could show you now—just say the word, pretty girl, and that can be my face you’re sitting on.”

“What if the others fuck me first?” I ask.

He lets out an amused grunt and grins. “Even better. The more of their creamy mess that’s dripping out of you, the tastier you will be. I would devour you.”

Before he can say more, his wings disappear and the face transforms again, only there are three vaguely canine heads superimposed over Vesh’s. They flicker and merge, transforming into a scruffy, but strikingly handsome face with a wicked grin. “Asterius onlythinksI’d let him fuck me. I’d lie back and let you ride one of my cocks while he and Chrysaor suck the other two.”

My eyes widen. “You have three cocks?”

“In my human form. But if you prefer one, I can fuck you doggystyle and knot you until you scream.” His three wolfish heads return, tongues lolling out of two while the third licks his chops like I’m a prime piece of meat.

Vesh’s mouth twists into a sneer and a woman’s voice snaps, “Fuck off, mutt. All of you assholes are fucking crude. She deserves better.”

The face that superimposes itself over Vesh’s next is stunningly beautiful, the eyes flashing with inner light. This is the dragon, Campe. Her voice turns into a purr as she cocks her hip and eases closer.

“And I could give you so much better. You think Shadow Boy’s tongue is nice? You’ve never had a dragon tongue. I can please you like none of these men could ever hope to.”

Suddenly all the translucent shapes that flickered into being converge, and Vesh’s body shudders. His facial features shift and undulate, irate voices bickering incoherently using his mouth. Finally, he clenches his fists and plants his feet wide.

“Enough!” he yells, the command reverberating all the way to my toes in a way that makesmybody shudder, and I nearly climax. I probably would have, except Erebus goes completely still beneath me, the sharp points of one hand digging harder into my hip.

I stare up at Vesh, heart pounding and body alive with a stronger craving for a man than I’ve ever felt before. I wanthimto tell me what he would do to me.

Except no, that’s not what I want. What I want is for him to justdoit. I want him to shed all that heavy clothing and bare himself to me, to show me what it means to have chaos inside me.

“You need to come, Nemea. If you’re not getting there with my brother’s help, I’ll get you there.”

I’m too shocked to speak. He glances down between my thighs and Erebus silently fades into shadow below me. The dildo slips out with a faint squelch, falling with a thump to the bed. Vesh climbs on, still clothed, and grabs me around the waist, hauling me up and lying down with me clamped against his chest, one arm hooked beneath me. He grabs the dildo, then hooks his arm beneath my knee. He presses his face to my neck and inhales deeply, then emits a rough groan against my shoulder.

“Touch yourself while I fuck you with this thing. We’re going to finish this now.”

I drop a hand between my thighs, shivering when he pushes the dildo back into me and starts fucking me with it in earnest.

“You know what I would do to you, Nemea?” he murmurs through the sloppy noise of invading my soaked pussy with the giant toy. “I would do everything they said and more. No part of your body is sacred; the second you give yourself to me, you areallmine—every inch. I will own you and use you however I see fit.”

Pan clears his throat, and in a gruff voice says, “You forget I saw her first.”

I stare up at Pan through a haze of pleasure, fingers rapidly rubbing at my clit. I’m right at the edge, so close I might go over any second. He’s back at the side of the bed, stroking his cock with more fervor now.

I moan and arch my back, then stop touching myself to reach for him. “I want to taste you.”

Before I can articulate more, Vesh slips his free hand between my thighs and takes over teasing my clit. Pan crawls onto the bed and kneels beside me, taking my hand and wrapping it around the base of his thick shaft.

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