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“Fuck, that feels so fucking good,” he rasps.
Zephyr’s magick thrusts in and out of my pussy with Ignatius’s cock making my vision blur, my body trembling as waves of pleasure crash over me. I scream their names, my voice raw and desperate as they push me past the brink of ecstasy.
With one final thrust, Zaiah roars, his release pouring into me and dripping back out down my thighs. Ignatius’s fingers dig deeper into my hips as he comes deep inside my pussy. Zephyr’s tendrils tighten around my nipples, pulling them taut as his shadow magick surges through my body, awakening something deep within me.
Something dark.
Something powerful.
As my orgasm subsides, I feel my body changing, my senses heightening. The darkness in me surges, demanding to be set free. I look up at Zephyr, his eyes hooded and more silver now than purple.
“My princess. You are truly mine now,” he murmurs before crashing his lips to mine.
As Zephyr’s kiss deepens, I feel the darkness within me respond, reaching out to him like a living force. He groans into my mouth, his power swelling to meet mine. Our energies entwine, forming a bond that is exhilarating and frightening in its intensity.
Corvus moves closer, his eyes locked onto the connection between Zephyr and me. He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to my shoulder before sinking his fangs into my flesh again. I cry out, my body quivering with the darkness that now fills my veins.
Ignatius grips my hips, holding me steady as Zaiah slowly pulls out of me. He kisses the back of my neck, his breath hotagainst my skin. “You’re incredible, Addy,” he whispers. “Our queen.”
A shiver rushes over my body at his words. Somehow, I’ve become the centre of their world, and they are mine. I know that I belong to them just as much as they belong to me.
Zaiah’s djinn magick, the taste of exotic spice and jasmine, swirls around us, touching each of us in profound and penetrating ways.
The room fills with the scent of our mingled desires, a potent aphrodisiac that deepens my connection to these darkly seductive beings. Zaiah’s magick caresses my skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake, while Ignatius’s fire continues to burn within me, feeding the insatiable hunger that I now feel for these men.
Corvus laps at the droplets of blood on my shoulder, his touch tender yet possessive. He pulls back and licks his lips, his eyes smouldering with lust. “You taste like heaven and sin, Addy,” he murmurs, his voice rough with desire.
Zephyr’s shadow tendrils release my nipples, leaving them sensitive and aching for more. He weaves his fingers through my hair, tugging gently as he claims my mouth again. His kiss is hungry and desperate, as if he can’t get enough of me, and I know that I feel the same way about him.
The darkness inside me continues to grow, I wonder what other secrets it holds, what other powers lie dormant within me. As I look into Zephyr’s eyes, I see a reflection of the darkness that now courses through my veins. He smiles, a wicked glint in his silver gaze, and I know that he sees it too. He understands the depths of my power, and he revels in it.
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ADELAIDE
Nestled between my four guys,I smirk at Zephyr. “So. Can we talk about Malachar now?”
He groans and rubs his hand over his face. “If we must.”
“Yes, we must. You have to admit, it’s weird. He wouldn’t say that unless he had no intention of hurting her.”
“Okay, I can’t deny that it is a little bit strange, but they imprisoned her once before. Why all of a sudden would he change his mind?”
“Unless he hasn’t. Maybe we are looking at this entire thing wrong. Maybe it was Randall who has been rogue all this time.”
“You mean the other elders wanted her free?” Corvus ventures with more caution than I’ve heard from him so far.
“Maybe?” I shrug. “It’s a theory.”
“What doesshehave to say about all this?” Zaiah asks, moving across the room to pick up the soggy book and glare at it in annoyance.
“She isn’t here.”
“Oh?” Ignatius raises an eyebrow. “Just me, or does anyone else think that’s suss as fuck?”
I snort. “Our bond, our fate, is too much for her. She can’t handle it.”
The guys exchange wary glances at my words.
