Page 45 of Risen
I spasmed beneath Dusek, drawing him impossiblydeeper, and he moaned.“Fuck.Yes.Please.I can’t…” He had to be on the brink of orgasm, but even then I didn’t think I’d be able to stop clutching him.I was too turned-on, too desperate for my mates to use me and fill me up, and…
Oh, no, I thought in dawning horror.Was I on the brink of my heat?If so, I might not leave this bedroom again for aweek.And we had things to do.Council meetings to attend.A budding new paranormal government to nurture into being.Now wasn’t thetime.
But even my panic couldn’t stop the lust growing inside me.Which meant, yeah, I was probably about to go into heat.And Dusek’s body was probably reacting to that.Everyonereacted more strongly to my pheromones these days, alpha or not.He might not be physically able to go soft.We’d be stuck like this forever.
A strangled laugh escaped me.Which, of course, made both Dusek and I groan at the clenching.
Sadavir chuckled and his big hand slid over my lower leg in a slow caress.Down our bond I could feel the depth of his love and his alpha need to provide and care for his mates.But it was also tempered by the same kind of wry amusement that Cicely was putting off.I growled at him and shoved every bit of my impatience down our bond.
Warm fingers reached between our legs and teased along the place where me and Dusek were connected, then drew away.Dusek captured my lips in a searing kiss, shivering with the strain of holding himself braced over me while Sadavir played with his ass.
I lost myself in Dusek’s kiss, my mind quickly spiraling into a space where nothing existed except the cock buried deep inside me and the heady auras surrounding me.Hands stroked over my skin.Cicely.Robin.Martina.Worshipful waves of desire flowed over me, all around me.And soon, Dusek rocked into me even deeper, my body allowing him just enough space to slightly withdraw before he was pressing back in.
Sadavir’s hand gripped my knee as he fucked Dusek, driving the bubak into me with every thrust.I mewled and writhed beneath them, an impossible orgasm building inside me with each press of flesh and gasp of pleasure.Cicely moved to stand beside us, kissing Dusek before guiding his face toward his flushed cock.He sent me mental pictures that faded in and out of focus as he struggled to maintain our mental link while having Dusek’s lips wrapped around his cock.
Apparently, my bubak was good at that, judging by the bursts of pleasure and affection that Cicely shared with me between bouts of mental silence.The knowledge made me tense up, griding my hips up into Dusek, and the little bit of extra friction sent me rocketing over the edge again.
I whimpered as the climax tore through me.Sadavir thrust harder, driving into Dusek’s ass with a brutal focus, shifting his angle until Dusek gasped and a flash of smug satisfaction rippled through my bond with Sadavir.Dusek’s release flooded me, and I could feel his cock twitching inside me as he exploded.I wrapped my arms around the bubak as the backlash terror filled the room, relaxing into it, know it would quickly pass.His long arms wrapped around me and he clung to me as he shuddered through his orgasm, trusting in me—and the others—to hold him through it and not cower or pull away.
His dark power receded soon enough, but the vulnerable, tender moment lasted enough for him to soften inside me and my clutching to ease.Lifting his head to press one last tender, lingering kiss to my forehead, my boogeyman slipped from my arms, and from my body, leaving me feeling shaky and spent.
For the moment.
“Are you okay, trinket?”Dusek’s deep voice was full of concern as he brushed a hand against my cheek.But I just turned my head and nuzzled against his hand with a contented smile.
“I’m fine,” I promised.More than fine, I was floating.“That was amazing.”
His touch reluctantly withdrew with my reassurances.“But Sadavir…” he said, a hint of embarrassment coloring his tone.Our poor bubak might have made great leaps and bounds in his acceptance of his worthiness.But he still struggled with not reciprocating every single act of pleasure.And apparently, while I could sense Sadavir’s complete satisfaction and happiness at the interaction, he hadn’t come.
“Not important,” Sadavir said aloud, his fondness for the gamma evident in his voice.
Cicely huffed the sound that passed for a laugh.“Don’t worry, Dusek,” he said happily.“I’ll take care ofbothof our poor, neglected alphas.You just go bask in the afterglow with our omega.”
Robin quietly declined Cicely’s offer, which surprised me.She usually loved playing with the faun as much as the rest of us did.But each to their own.
I laughed softly and held out my arms to the room at large.“What Cicely said.I’m sure I’ll be singing a different tune in an hour or so.But for now, I’d love to cuddle.”
Josh swooped in and scooped me off the bed.“In a moment.Right now it’s my turn.”
I smiled and rested my head against the beta’s shoulder as he carried me toward the bathroom for a soothing shower and all the aftercare a girl could want.But the background flare of Sadavir’s rising pleasure as he and Cicely did whatever they were doing together made me eager for later.
*****
Much,muchlater, after a nap and another round of amazing sex with all my mates, Robin stole me away.
I happily went with her to her room in the wee hours of the night, leaving the rest of our court snuggled up happily in the oversized bed in our main bedroom.Sometimes, one of us needed a little one-on-one time.And though she had relaxed a lot over the last year, Robin tended to be my most independent mate when it came to her personal space.I think she still had some lingering baggage around her gender that meant she was ever onlyfullyrelaxed when she was in her own space with less eyes on her.And that was okay.We all had our own needs.
Once we reached her room, I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her from behind, resting my head sleepily against her back.“I love you,” I murmured, just in case she needed to hear it, even though shehadto be able to feel it through our bond.
Her own affection radiated out to me and I soaked it up like the greedy, happy omega I was.But there was something else there.When I focused my attention on our bond, I could sense… nervousness?Uncertainty?
I pulled back, taking her hand.“Robin?Is something wrong?”
She ignored the question, tugging lightly at my hand.I followed her to bed and slid under the mounds of sumptuous, fluffy down blankets, enjoying the soft flannel sheets she had traded for her usual silk for winter.Being with Robin was always a deeply sensual experience.She loved surrounding herself in sensory delights.
She drew me into her arms beneath the blankets, and kissed the tip of my nose.“You are so perfect,” she murmured.“I feel blessed every day just to have you in my life, darling.”
And still, that feeling of nagging uncertainty fluttered beneath the love and happiness in our bond.
