She cupped his cheek in her hand before kissing him again, their worry and concern turning into a deep passion. Cam loved her, just as the others did, and even if the circumstances were dire, he'd take this opportunity to show her just how much.
Without waiting, Cam thrust inside her, his cock filling her completely. Macey groaned, throwing her head back and pushing her body against his. The worries fled her mind as she lost herself in the sensations of Cam inside her and his kisses peppering her neck.
They weren't taking their time as they usually did. This was a quick, hard, intense love making, but hopefully it would be enough for Jared.
The sound of wings behind them almost made Macey look up, but she really didn't want to face the daimon in the naked and sweaty state she was in. Hopefully, he'd do the decent thing and look away, or better, fly far away, giving them some space.
"Do you need me as well?" Rónàn asked just when Cam thrust hard into Macey and she moaned heavily.
"Check on Jared," she gasped. Cam was gripping her breasts now, twirling her nipples between his fingers. She loved it when he did that.
"His heartbeat is stronger now," Rónàn reported. "I think it's working."
That spurned Cam on and his thrusts became harder, quicker, until Macey was a moaning mess, writhing on the stone floor, her hands grasping for something to hold on to. She found Rónàn's ankles and gripped them tight.
He didn't comment on it, but when she looked up, the heat in his eyes was almost overwhelming to watch.
She was unravelling fast and wasn't going to last much longer. Cam was pounding into her, his groans becoming louder.
"Jared?" she asked but it came out as a moan.
"Getting stronger," Rónàn confirmed. "His breathing has steadied."
One more thrust, one more twirl of her nipples, and Macey couldn't hold it together anymore. She came apart, screaming as the orgasm ripped through her. This was intense, strangely amplified by their surroundings and the worry for the incubus. She was shaking, still holding on to Rónàn's ankles as Cam came within her, gripping her thighs tighter than was comfortable. She didn't mind. She was looking into his eyes, the love and passion in them obvious. She hoped he'd see the same in hers. They were made for each other, all five of them, even though Flint wasn't here with them.
With a sudden gasp, Jared sat up, sucking in a deep breath.
"What...?"
His voice was hoarse and shaky.
Macey let go of Rónàn's ankles and the selkie moved back to Jared's side.
"You almost drowned," he explained. "Cam and Macey have been... ehm... feeding you."
Jared turned around, his movements slow. His eyes widened when he saw the two of them naked and on the floor, their skin covered in dust.
"Oh," was all he said. "Thanks."
Cam slid out of Macey and got up.
"How are you feeling, mate?"
"Okay, I guess," Jared said. "I think I need another meal to be fully back to my old strength."
Macey was exhausted from the quick fuck with Cam, but she smiled at the incubus nonetheless. "I volunteer."
He shook his head. "No, not now. We need to go on, I can feel a disturbance in the earth. We shouldn't linger here."
They all stared at him.
"A disturbance?" Macey finally asked. "What do you mean?"
Cam passed her his shirt and she slipped it on, thankful he was tall enough that it fell past her ass and at least gave her some cover.
The loud whoosh of wings announced Luc's arrival before he landed on the stone ledge a second later.
"He means we need to leave, now."