Page 58 of Calling Chaos

“Hey,” Cooper said suddenly.

Chaos’s wandering fingers paused against Cooper’s skin.

“Was all that ‘practice’ talk just a way of getting into my pants?”

“Yes,” Chaos told him gleefully, throwing his head back in a throaty laugh. “Wasn’t that clever of me?” He beamed at Cooper. “I’ve wanted to keep you from the start.”

“Shouldn’t you have told me that?” Cooper asked, wondering if he should be angry for the deception. He didn’t feel like getting angry though. He felt like spreading his legs and getting Chaos inside him. To be wanted like that was kind of…heady. More warmth pooled in his belly at the thought of it.

“I’m telling you now,” Chaos said, as cocky as if he were reading Cooper’s thoughts. “Because you like me. Because I’m lover and friend both. And a gentle, skilled bed partner. And handsome. And my wings and tail are adorable. You think so, right?” he asked suddenly, the tail in question wrapping around Cooper’s thigh.

“They are pretty cute,” Cooper admitted.

“I knew you’d agree.” Chaos backed Cooper up to the bed and pressed him down onto his back, whisking the towel off him in the process. His own clothes disappeared in a flash as he knelt between Cooper’s legs. “I’m going to breed you now, puppy,” he purred. “To practice. For later.”

“Okay,” Cooper agreed easily, his cock heavy and full against his hip.

Chaos began kissing along Cooper’s inner thighs, nibbling gently, managing not to break the skin even with his fangs. Teasing, in his way.

Cooper spread his legs wider, willing to let Chaos tend to him however he wanted.

And then Chaos’s hands were in Cooper’s hair, stroking gently. Except…

Except Chaos was down between Cooper’s legs.

Cooper jolted. “What the fuck?” But the hands in his hair tightened their hold, and he couldn’t lift his head to look properly.

Chaos rose from his kneeling position, looming over Cooper with a sly smile. “Puppy,” he crooned. “Did I ever tell you one of my special powers? How I can duplicate my form?”

“Um. No.” Cooper tried to calm his breaths as he tried to understand what Chaos was saying. “Is that— Are thoseyourhands in my hair?” Maybe that was why it had taken him a moment to react in the first place—the touch had been familiar.

“Yes.” Chaos grinned at him, his hands running up Cooper’s sides. “So smart, my delectable little summoner. And I’m clever too, aren’t I? You’re intrigued by group sex, but you’re shy, and also I would slice out the organs of any human who dared to touch you. But you don’t need other humans to try it,” he said with the air of someone imparting a delightful surprise. “You have me.”

And then Cooper was being tugged into a kiss. Not by the Chaos looming over him, but by the Chaos above him, the one with his hands in Cooper’s hair. An exact duplicate. He kissed the same too, eager and aggressive, his tongue claiming Cooper’s mouth like he had a right to it.

Cooper moaned into it, the fear that had gripped him when he’d thought a stranger was in his room melting into a desire so hot he thought he might combust. This was weird and kind of scary.

And Cooper was definitely broken inside, because he fucking loved it.

The other Chaos giggled, his hands sliding from Cooper’s sides to his belly, to his hips, and then a hot mouth was engulfing Cooper’s cock.

Cooper gasped into the duplicate Chaos’s mouth. “Oh my God.”

“Yes,” the Chaos at his head crooned, releasing Cooper’s lips to gaze down at him. He looked just the same, his eyes yellow and gleaming. “I will be your lover and friend and family and god and anything else you need.”

That was an insane thing to say, and Cooper should definitely tell him that, but then out of nowhere there was a third Chaos lying at his side, grinning at Cooper before sucking Cooper’s nipple into his mouth.

Cooper barely had time to process that before there was a lubed finger at his hole, and then the Chaos at his side was grabbing Cooper’s cock, stroking as he sucked and bit at Cooper’s nipple. Cooper’s mouth was claimed again, the kiss kind of upside down and sloppy but no less devastating for it.

He could hardly breathe. Hardly think. There were more fingers inside him, stretching and crooking and making him see stars. There were hands everywhere. Three pairs? More than three? He couldn’t open his eyes to see, too lost in sensation.

It was so much. Too much. Perfectly, horribly, wonderfully too much.

“Chaos,” Cooper warned in the spare second the Chaos at his lips allowed him to breathe. Cooper’s back was arched so high he couldn’t lift his head from the mattress. “Gonna come.”

“Yes,” all three Chaoses crooned at once. “Come for us, puppy.”

The hand on his cock started stroking faster, twisting around the head of his cock with every pass. Cooper’s balls tightened, his muscles spasmed, and then he was coming with a hoarse yell, shaking and shivering and maybe crying too. There were murmurings of praise, from one or maybe all the Chaoses, and then three pairs of hands were turning Cooper over, rolling him onto his belly.

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