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I clawed at the whirlpool around me, trying to break free. Only for another crash to send me down, leaving me writhing in an obsidian-like abyss.
But oh, it felt good. Like I was being reborn. Recharged.Possessed.
Because all my mates were here, their auras swirling around me in an erotic claim.
I sighed.
I screamed.
I trembled.
And then I flew higher, bursting with a pleasurable aftershock that had me coming all over again.
It was unlike any embrace I’d ever experienced and left me more satisfied than ever before.
By the time I came down, I was a sweaty, shimmering mess.
Covered in a fresh wave of Melek’s golden glitter.
Dripping from Ajax’s and Az’s arousals.
Bloody from Ajax’s bite.
Overpowered from Az’s explosion.
Exhausted from taking all of their cocks.
And…
And taken aback by the look on the Hell Fae King’s face…
I blinked up at him, somewhat startled to find him so close to me. Then stunned to realize he wasn’t just staring at me but also holding me.
I glanced around, searching for Melek, Az, and Ajax, but they were nowhere in sight. Instead, all I saw was marble.
A shower,I realized, my eyes widening and flying back to Typhos.
He was no longer wearing his suit.
In fact… in fact, I didn’t see any clothing on him at all.
“I owe you a bath, little siphon,” Typhos said, his deep voice echoing in my mind. “But you’re covered in cum and Melek’s mark, so let’s start with a shower instead.”
CHAPTER 27
TYPHOS
Camillia’s expression exuded a mixture of confusion and concern, two emotions I didn’t really want to see in her features right now.
“Just relax,” I told her. “Let me take care of you.”
She’d been thoroughly taken by her mates, something that had been an absolute pleasure to observe. But that level of intensity came with a certain level of needed aftercare, something I’d volunteered to provide.
Well, I hadn’t really volunteered. I’d more so seized the opportunity while Melek, Ajax, and Azazel basked in the afterglow of their power explosions.
By the time they realized I was stealing their mate, it’d been too late. “She deserves a reward,” I’d informed them. “And I’m going to deliver it.”
Camillia hadn’t heard my declaration, too blissed out from the energy roaring through her body and soul.
