Page 20 of A Bloodline Redeemed

But he was there, catching me with surprising strength and carrying me to the bed.This room was more alive than the other rooms I had been hiding in.River had made it his own, lined every shelf and horizontal surface with books and shiny things he found around the place, hung swaths of fabric and stolen drapes on the walls, and piled his bed full of stolen pillows and soft blankets.When he dropped me onto the bed it was like landing in a nest.One I was pretty sure I wouldn’t want to ever leave.

Zhong stepped into the room behind us and shut the door, his eyes laser-focused on me and River.The shifter was already naked, and it wasn’t long before he and Zhong had me stripped out of my clothes, in between teasing kisses and caresses.When I was fully stripped, Zong leaned over me, his massive upper body pinning me to the bed as he kissed me breathless.

When we came up for air, I quirked a brow at him, running a hand over the t-shirt that was in my way.“Why are you still wearing clothes?”

He chuckled and stood up, one knee still braced on the bed.“Because getting you naked is always top priority,” he said with a grin.

The giant gargoyle froze when River slid his arms around his tapered waist from behind.“That doesn’t seem fair atall,” the shifter purred.He drew his hands around to Zhong’s back and paused.“May I?”

Zhong was blushing again.The granite look was all a lie.He was really just a walking pile of mush.His first attempt at words made his voice crack, so he cleared his throat and tried again.“Yes,” he managed, his voice even deeper than usual, like a rockslide rumbling through me.“Please.”

Zhong had tailored his shirts to have openings in the back for his massive bat wings.Like most of the others, this t-shirt had a couple sets of ties in the back where the fabric was crisscrossed and tied in place.I couldn’t see River at the moment, but I assumed he’d been asking if he could untie Zhong’s shirt.He proved me right a few seconds later when the stretchy fabric loosened, and his hands slid beneath, pushing the shirt off Zhong’s shoulders in a slow caress.

“Great felinemother,you are a work of art,” River murmured as Zhong helped the shirt along and tossed it aside, leaving River’s hands—and mine—free to roam over miles of smooth, perfectly chiseled muscles.

“If you make him blush any harder, he’s going to go up in flames, granite or not,” I commented, pausing to rub my thumb over one of Zhong’s nipples just to make him squirm.

River laughed, and his hands smoothed down Zhong’s sides, coming to rest on the waistband of his pants.“That sounds like a challenge,” he purred.“Okay, big guy?”

Zhong rolled his eyes at our antics and his tail twitched, smacking River in the arm.“I’m not some blushing virgin about to run away in fear,” he ground out.His deep voice dropped to mutter, “Just because I’m not as pushy as everyone else around here, you’d think I was a priest.”

I chuckled along with them, but really, River’s caution and the way he checked in with Zhong was adorable.And appreciated.No matter how hot he might be, I wasn’t going to let anyone disrespect the people I loved.Good thing I apparently didn’t have to worry about that with River.

Zhong removed his big hands from my tits so he could unfasten his fly himself, then he went back to kissing me, slow and sensual and full of love, while River stripped off his pants.

The cat joined us in bed, crawling up to kneel behind where I sat on the edge enjoying my gargoyle.River’s touch was eager and sure, but tender all the same as he reached around to cup my breasts and kiss the side of my neck.His soft hair tickled my cheek and shoulder, and I sighed against Zhong’s lips when River lightly bit down on my neck.

Reaching out, I gripped the massive, rock-hard cock in front of me, my body demanding more.The gargoyle let out a deep moan at my touch, but he didn’t let himself enjoy it for long before he pulled away.“No,” he rumbled, bending to plant a hard kiss on my lips before straightening again.“Not yet.”He glanced from me over my shoulder to where River was kneeling and back again, his yellow eyes glowing with lust.“This is your first time together, isn’t it?”

What an absolute softie.I opened my mouth to tell him just that, but River beat me to it, his warm hand sliding from my breast up to my throat.“So thoughtful and generous,” he purred.“What a gentleman.”He gently gripped just below my jaw and tilted my head back, so I was looking up at him.“But what does our lady witch think about that?”

I swallowed, feeling my throat work against his palm.I didn’t much carewhofucked me at the moment, I was tired of games and talking.I needed them.Yesterday.

Apparently, my thoughts showed on my face, because River smirked and his crystalline eyes flashed with his innate magic.“Both?”he asked with a curious head tilt.

“Both,” I breathed.“Immediately.”

He laughed and released me.“As you wish, mistress witch.”

I shook my head at his words and followed his lead when his hands gripped my hips and gently urged me onto all fours on the bed.Zhong didn’t hesitate this time when I beckoned him closer.I gripped his dick, which was so hard I really did wonder if he was turning to stone.I brought it to my mouth and playfully circled the head with my tongue, lapping up a bead of moisture that leaked from the tip.But I was too impatient to play around.Opening wide, I took in as much of him as I could manage, which wasn’t much at all.Then I set to work using my lips, tongue, and hand to touch as much of his massive cock as I possibly could.

One big hand tangled in my hair and Zhong’s chiseled abs flexed as he tried to keep from thrusting forward into my touch.I looked up at him and hummed at the sight, my pussy clenching at the thought that I was the one who put that look on his perfect features.That I was the one who made that big body clench and tremble.

Then I sucked in a breath, momentarily distracted.While I had been attending to Zhong, River had positioned himself below me.I gasped in surprise at the warm, wet drag of his long, rough tongue along my folds.When it hit my clit, I bucked involuntarily and cried out, shuddering at the overwhelming sensation.

“Mmm,” the savage hummed against my thigh.“Delicious.”

I tried my best to focus on Zhong while River lapped at my pussy, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me down against his face in away that made me fear he’d suffocate himself.Eventually, it was all too much and I let him have all my weight—it was River’s fault if he asphyxiated during cunnilingus.When the first orgasm tore through me, I choked on Zhong’s engorged cock and pressed my hips downward, full-on grinding against River’s face.

The shifter didn’t protest.

In fact, when Zhong moved to lift me off River a few minutes later, River growled and clung to me, like an animal protesting the removal of his favorite new toy.But eventually he came to his senses and gave in to Zhong’s greater strength and my whimper of protest, and released me.

River’s eyes really were glowing now as Zong shoved him over and sat on the bed, pulling me with him so I straddled the big gargoyle.The shifter licked his lips and divided a wicked look between me and Zhong.“I was just getting started, why did you go and spoil my fun, gargoyle?”

I huffed and replied before Zhong could, looking over my shoulder at River.“Just getting started?My poor clit almost fell off.”

Both men barked a laugh.Zhong wrapped his big hands around my waist and fitted me closer to him, so I was sitting with his impressive erection laid all along the length of my pussy… and against my wonderfully abused clit.“Apologies,” the gargoyle rumbled.He answered River, but he kept his yellow eyes riveted on mine, the promise there unmistakable.“But if that went on any longer, I was going to explode.And I’d rather do that inside my master while she screams like a wild banshee.”

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