Page 25 of Mated to the Kings

Iopenmyeyeswhen I hear movement near me. I see Kael standing beside the bed looking at his phone. He is shirtless, and his pajama pants are hanging loosely onto his hips. He is gorgeous, and he’s all mine. Every single inch of his body is perfection. Since we mated, this feeling just keeps growing and getting stronger. All three men are just so incredible. They’re straight out of my dreams, and not even the soothing effect that sunlight brings me can match the utter bliss I feel when I am close to them. I don’t know what love is like, but I sure as hell know what it feels like to be the fated mate to three mouthwatering shifter kings.

“We should wake Lilith soon,” Kael says, only he didn’t. I’m looking at his face, and he never opened his mouth.

“She’s already awake. She’s gawking at you like you’re a snack,” Daemon says, chuckling.

I sit up abruptly and frown at him. “I’m not gawking at anyone,” I say defensively. When he narrows his eyes at me, I realize he didn’t say that out loud either. “Wait…”

“Oh look, the crazy witch is awake,” Kael says. Once again, his mouth is closed, but I hear him as clear as day.

“Oh look, Kitty, is running his mouth again,” I retort, only this time I say it in my thoughts.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” Callum laughs out loud. “She can mind link after all.”

“I can do what? I’m so confused,” I say with a frown.

“You make a ball of light with words, but you’re surprised that you can hear us talking in your mind?” Kael asks.

“Sorry, it was just the shock that I have to hear you yapping out loud and in my head now,” I say, and he laughs.

“Now I’m going to say dirty things to you in public just to watch you get all flustered,” he says with a smile.

“Two can play that game, sweets,” I say as I get out of bed.

“Want to see who wins?” he says in a low, gruff voice from behind me. He bites a sensitive spot below my ear, and I involuntarily whimper and lean into him when he wraps his arm around my body to hold me closer.

“Kael,” I say quietly. Daemon and Callum close in on me, then suddenly they are all touching me. Daemon pulls my shirt up and swirls his tongue around my nipple before nipping and sucking on me. Callum slips his hand into my shorts and lightly rubs my clit as Kael bites my neck. I moan at this new feeling. No one has ever touched me like this before. This is the kind of attention that I have been craving. I want someone to be obsessed with me and obsessed with all the possible ways they can make me come with them.

Kael holds me tighter when Callum pushes two fingers into me and his palm runs in my clit. My legs nearly buckle when he curls his fingers in. Fireworks of ecstasy burst in my chest as pressure builds in my belly. I want this so badly. I want them to see just how obsessed I am becoming with them. Fire is spreading through my veins as my breath quickens with each stroke into my body that he makes. As my thighs begin to tremble, and all of the sensations are gathering into a peak, they all suddenly stop.

“Fuck,” I whine.

“I’ll break you, pretty girl,” Kael murmurs in my ear as he moves me to sit on the bed. Daemon pushes me back and pulls my shorts off. “Now be a good girl and let him taste you.” I gasp and arch my back off the bed when Daemon wraps his arms around my thighs to hold me in place before burying his face between my legs and taking long, torturous licks across me.

“Oh Gods,” I whimper. “Fuck, what are you doing to me?” I’ve never felt anything like this before. I have come before, but this is entirely different. Usually, my pleasure runs alongside pain, but nothing about this is painful. He is dragging something out of me that I’ve never felt before. “Oh, my Gods. I’m gonna come.”

“I want to hear you beg for it, little witch,” Daemon says when he abruptly stops.

“Please, Gods, don’t stop. Please. Please make me come,” I plead with him. Begging for him feels so natural.

“If I make you come, you lose,” he warns. He spreads me open and flicks across my clit while keeping eye contact with me.

“Fuck, you don’t play fair,” I whine.

“Admit it. You want to take us shifted,” he says.

“I do,” I moan softly.

“Beg for it, Lilith. Beg your masters,” he growls, nipping at my clit and making me gasp.

“Gods, please,” I yell. “You win. Just please make me come. I want to come.”

Daemon latches onto my clit and sucks me hard. Callum and Kael bite and suck on my breasts. All at once everything builds to an intense level before an orgasm tears through me. They hold me in place as I scream and writhe in pleasure. Daemon is still sucking on me when he pushes three fingers inside of my pussy and starts to fuck me with his hand. He is thrusting into me so hard that another feeling builds behind it. I can’t catch my breath with their mouth on me. The feelings and sensations that are searing through my body bring me a semblance of peace that is unmatched by anything I’ve ever experienced. He called them my masters and I will voluntarily bow to anyone who can make me feel this way. I will be their pet if they keep making me feel this amazing. I can’t take the pressure inside of me. It won’t break free. My skin is electrified, and every wave of pleasure causes prickles to dance across my skin.

“Gods, yes,” I moan with my back arched dramatically and my head tipped back. My hips rock of their own accord, grinding against his mouth. Daemon presses in deep and curls his fingers inward, causing a rush of fire to sweep across me. All of the pent-up energy explodes, and I am instantly transported somewhere within my mind. Flashes of light mingle with visions of carnage and chaos. Bodies are strewn about fields, buildings, and roads. The dying lie amongst the dead in war-stricken cities throughout the country. Something is coming, and we have to fix it. This is the prophecy; this is what we are destined to do. A war is coming. The last flash of light I see before my body relaxes is of the hidden library in the woods.

I press my palms to my forehead, and the room is dead silent. “Uhm… Lilith,” Callum says slowly.

I open my eyes and immediately see that my skin is glowing a deep shade of red. It’s almost shimmery with the flood of light coming in the window. The sight of my skin bright red startles me, and I scream as I sit myself up in bed. My brain instantly panics.

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