Page 116 of Demons In My Head: Exposing the Exiled
Those bright eyes met mine, and I nearly came undone. The raw need there matched my own, amplified by the mate bond thrumming between us. Behind her, Jasper's ghostly form solidified further, his hand stroking down her spine.
"Rhodes," she whimpered, reaching for me. "Please."
Fuck, I'd never heard sweeter words. I captured her mouth in a bruising kiss, pouring centuries of loneliness and loss into it. She opened for me instantly, her little tongue dancing with mine as I devoured her. My hands roamed her body, memorizing every curve, every shiver.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted you," I murmured against her lips. "And now, to have both of you here, real and whole..."
Jasper's familiar touch skated across my shoulders, completely solid. "We're here now, love. No more waiting." He gripped Palmer's waist. "Up you go, darling. Wrap those pretty legs around our sexy demon."
Palmer did exactly as instructed, and I could've combusted from the feel of her thighs gripping my hips. She arched between us as I aligned our bodies, and I stroked my cock against her opening.
"You're soaked. Filthy little thing." The mating magic crackled through the air, heightening every sensation. I could feel my brothers' desire mixing with my own, their energy feeding into the ancient circle beneath us.
"Are you ready for me, little witch?" I asked, voice rough with need. She nodded frantically, nails digging into my biceps. "Use your words."
"Yes, Rhodes. Please, I need you."
I thrust home in one smooth motion, groaning at her tight heat. Palmer cried out, her legs squeezing me as Jasper supported her from behind. I moaned into her mouth when Jasper grabbed ahold of one of my horns and wrapped his tail around us, bringing us closer. The three of us moved together, finding a rhythm that felt so damn good.
Every stroke felt like a reckoning. A fucking homecoming. The mate bond pulsed between us, growing stronger with each passing second.
"Mine," I growled, picking up the pace. "Both of you are finally mine."
Palmer's inner walls fluttered around me as she gasped. "Yours. We're yours, Rhodes."
The others watched hungrily from the edges of the circle, their energy feeding our claiming. I'd never felt anything like this, the raw power of our connection, the completeness of having both my loves in my arms.
"Let go," Jasper whispered, his eyes staring into mine with so much intensity my breath hitched. "Fuckin’ show her that you belong to her. Give her what she needs."
I was too far gone to resist. My knot swelled, and fuck, I'd never felt anything like it in my existence. With a roar, I emptied myself deep inside Palmer as she shattered around me.
The mating magic swirled around us as Palmer trembled in my arms, her body still pulsing around my knot. Jasper pressed against her back, his hands sliding over both of us possessively. The feeling of completion, of finally having them both here, threatened to overwhelm me.
"Fuck," I breathed against Palmer's throat, inhaling her intoxicating scent. "You're perfect, fucking sinfully perfect."
Palmer's fingers threaded through my hair, tugging gently. "Rhodes," she whispered, voice thick with emotion. "I can feel you through the bond. It's... incredible."
The circle beneath us hummed with power, strengthening our connection. I could sense my brothers' satisfaction and arousal mixing with our own, creating a feedback loop of pleasure and need.
"The texts never mentioned it would feel like this," I admitted, adjusting my grip on Palmer's thighs. My knot kept us locked together, but I wasn't complaining. "So much… more." I couldn’t even find the words to describe it.
Jasper chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Nothing about us has ever been normal." His hands roamed freely now, touching everywhere he could reach. The joy of being able to actually feel him again made my chest tight.
"Normal is overrated," Palmer agreed, then gasped as my knot shifted inside her. "How long...?"
"Patience, sexy witch." I nipped at her shoulder, savoring her whimper. "We have all the time in the world now."
Felix's voice carried from the edge of the circle. "Speaking of time, how solid is our ghostly brother getting? Because I have plans that require all parties to be... tangible."
"Fuck yes," Talon chimed in. "Group cuddle pile after!"
Palmer laughed, the movement making me groan. "You're all insatiable."
"You love it," Ashland drawled. "And us."
"I do," she admitted easily, making my heart clench. I never thought I’d feel this again. Love. Complete and total abandon to someone. After everything she'd been through, she didn’t shut down. Not to the level I had, and thank gods for that because she fuckin’ saved me.
I felt my knot starting to recede and carefully shifted Palmer in my arms. "Ready to move, sweetheart?"
