Warmth floods my being, my lower half squeezing in a desire for more.
More sex. More seed. More pleasure.
“Fuck,” Flame breathes as he pulls out of me. “Herscent.”
“It’s fucking amazing,” Orcus says, his big form suddenly climbing over me. “I want you on your hands and knees, Omega.”
I hear him.
I understand him.
But I don’t know how to move.
Except… except I do. Like I’m lost in a fog and my body is just his to command. His tofuck.
Which he does.
Hard.
My nails dig into the sheets, my body bowed as he masters me and envelops me with his wings.
More, more, more,I think at him, unable to vocalize the chant.
Only, no. Iamsaying the words. It’s… I’m…
Fae, this is confusing.
It’s erotic. It’s perfect. It’s… heaven.
All three men are surrounding me. Filling me. Kissing me. Loving me. Worshipping my body in ways I could never have imagined.
Orcus knots me while Reaper kisses me. Flame focuses on my breasts.
And then I’m suddenly between Reaper and Flame.
A scream rips from my throat as they take me together, Reaper buried in my ass while Flame’s barb threatens to overwhelm my front again.
I’m no longer of sound mind. Simply lost to my lust. Completely at their mercy.
But I trust them.
They’ll take care of me.
They’ll protect me.
And they’ll pleasure me.
Because they’re my future. My circle. My mates.My fae.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
ORCUS
Gods,Alina is stunning.
I sit in a nearby chair, watching my naked little Goddess roll all over the bed as she fiercely rearranges the pillows and sheets.
Flame and Reaper stand nearby with piles of clothes and linen at their feet, waiting to be commanded by our furious mate.