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“Is she someone that you have an interest in?” he followed up.
I stared at him for a moment and thought about the answer. I hadn’t really given it much thought, and the truth was I wasn’t sure whether anything was going to happen. She was certainly attractive. Her gentle spirit was alluring.
“I have a sense that she’s too good for me. Besides, she’s been through a lot. I don’t think she needs her life troubled with romance at the moment. Anyway, there’s no sense thinking about that until we’ve saved the world. What’s the point of falling for someone when it could all come crashing to an end?”
The question hung in the air and neither man answered me. But there was a moment where we all stared at each other and we realized that we were together again, after all this time. It was something that none of us had been sure would happen. We weren’t the boys we had been before, but there was still something binding us together. The thunder was in dire straits, and I didn’t know whether I was the man they needed, but perhaps it was more a case of me needing them more than they needed me. I had been lost in the world for a long time, drifting without a purpose, trying to delude myself that I was making the most out of my life. Secretly, I had always needed something to drive me, but it couldn’t be leading the thunder. I wasn’t myfather. I never would be as good as him. They needed someone they could respect, someone who could live up to his memory.
For now, I could just try and do something worthwhile with my life.
Chapter Fifteen
Kadie
I found myself in a dark chamber. It was shielded from the light in the hallway, and the darkness was comforting. As soon as I was alone again, I found myself falling prey to fatigue. Brett was right; it had been a long night. It had been both physically and mentally draining, and now that the adrenaline had worn off, I felt myself melting to the ground, as though I was liquid. I lay on a blanket. The ground was hard beneath it, far from the comfort I had known at home.
What had I sacrificed?
I wondered whether I had done the right thing, but any doubts were soon quelled. It had been necessary. When I thought of Ilvar and the crazed look in his eyes… I could not allow him to destroy the world, and I would not have been able to prevent it by myself. The rest of the thunder was in thrall to him, convinced by his brazen attitude and his zealous words. His hubris would drive him to see this through to the end, and I was certain it would bring about oblivion for the world even if he failed. I just had to hope that Brett, Buck, and Mason would be able to stop him.
Three dragons.
I fought against the vision curling in my mind, like a plume of smoke that would not be wafted away. I found myself breathing deeply, following Brett’s advice even though I wasn’t sure I wanted another vision like that. But maybe I needed one. Maybe, if I could see something again, then it would all become clear and I wouldn’t have to be cast in darkness and despair.
I sucked in breath, my chest rising and falling deeply. I felt the warm itch under my flesh, and a shivering tingle that passedthrough me. I closed my eyes, pushing the world away, yet embracing it as well. I could feel the hardness pressing into me, as well as the air of the open chamber. My heart thudded against my ribs, a steady beat. I measured my breathing by it, inhaling and counting, exhaling and counting, the lengths between them getting longer and longer until it was happening without me thinking about it at all. My mind was suddenly free and open. Thoughts drifted. Ilvar’s cruel promise rang through my mind, and my father’s crueler delight stung me deeply. I thought of flying in the air with Buck, as well as drinking tea with Mason. The taste of it lingered on my tongue.
Then Brett was there, beckoning towards me, his silent frame melting into the rock as though he was a part of the mountain too.
In my mind, I turned away, but I could feel something pulling at me. I remembered what he said, about how I had to be open to whatever came my way. I turned, slowly, fearing what I might see.
They were there, the three of them. Except this time, they were not dragons, they were men, naked men. I gasped, but before I could leave Buck was beside me, tugging on my wrist. Their bodies were illuminated in a shining glow, and everything was exposed. I tried to resist the powerful urges inside me, but it was all futile. A murmur escaped my lips as Mason and Brett came to join Buck. They surrounded me and the air crackled with heat. I felt sweat bead on my upper lip and forehead, while I breathed in the potent mixture of their scents. They may as well have been real. My body sizzled with heat and pleasure ran through me. My head twisted from side to side. I kept thinking to myself that this shouldn’t be happening, that I was just a girl, but it felt as though womanhood was thrust upon me and my innocence was begging to be seized.
Even Brett, who I had not looked upon with any sense of desire, loomed large before me. His wide body was packed with muscle and as I looked down, I was agog at the size of his erection. It was thick and long, burning the air with its heat. Then my gaze drifted around him to drink in the other two men and all their glory. Dark hair rested at the base of their penises. Soft tips winked at me, and skin turned taut with arousal. They were all looking at me, whispering towards me. Everything they were feeling, this hard and hot spell had been conjured with the fierce desire for me.
I had never felt so honored or special before.
“Come with us,” they whispered.
“Make us whole.”
“You are the missing piece.”
They came towards me and wrapped their arms around me, enveloping me in their hearts. Their lips were upon my neck and shoulders and cheeks, and then they pressed against my mouth. My head was tilted between them as they kissed me one after the other, burning lips scorching my own, fingers running through my hair, my body thrumming with electricity. I gasped and writhed as my eyelids fluttered shut. I could barely tell these men apart as they kissed me and ravished me. I was awash with kisses, flooded with desire, and I felt myself turning liquid as the pleasure ran through me.
Their hands were all over me, sinking into the soft, welcoming flesh of my breasts, teasing my hard nipples that were oh so sensitive whenever they were stroked a soaring moan burst from my mouth. Fingers danced over the surface of my skin like a pebble skimming across a lake. Down and down, they went, getting ever closer to that aching heart of me, the thing that pulsed with all the fervor of a raging beast. My thighs parted. Hands slipped down, joined by tongues. The three men were twined and twisted now; their bodies tangled so muchthat I could not tell them apart. I could not even tell where I ended. We were one fleshy, slick mass that glowed with exquisite delight, and I was feeling glorious. There was no end to this pleasure. When one of them paused, the other two were still going. It was breathless and overwhelming and intoxicating, and I honestly thought I was going to die.
I reached down and felt their erections, so hard with ardent desire for me. One of them was between my legs, tongue darting inside me, artful fingers playing with me. Another was kissing my breasts, while the third was kissing me, suffocating my moans and stealing my breath. I was lost in this haze, unable to think clearly. All I knew was that they were loving me and I could not tell them apart. They were each equal in my eyes, each of them skilled at navigating the hallowed terrain of my body, peeling my innocence away with every touch.
I was steaming and aching, and this cloying pleasure burst through me. I shrieked as I surrendered to them, eager and willing to give them my body in any way they desired.
My eyelids shot open.
I blinked once, twice, and then panted heavily. My heartbeat was rapid and my skin was soaked. My hands trembled. I looked down and saw my hand locked in between my thighs. I blinked again and then wiped sweat away from my brow. I groaned as I realized that the vision, the fantasy, had dissipated. There was no denying the truth, however. It had been so vivid, I had been sure it was real. These three men were meant to share something special with me, something that I had never experienced before. Even Brett… I had only just met them and yet, I was thinking this way about them. It seemed wrong somehow and my instinct was to fight it, but only because it was new. The fact was that I had known them for a long time. They had always been in my visions, my dreams, I just had not been aware of it until I had actually met them. Now that I knew themin the flesh, I knew that they were important, but experiencing it in a vision and experiencing it in real life were two contrasting things. I was only a simple girl, a girl who wanted to do the right thing. How was I supposed to give myself to three men?
There had to be another meaning. Surely it couldn’t just mean sex…
My head lolled from side to side as the flames within me turned to embers. I let the cool air wash over me, wishing that I knew how to make sense of my own mind. It was as though there was some other force inside me, driving me forward. I was going to have to conquer it if I was going to survive here. I had come to them, after all, and I could not deny the fact that it felt like this had been made for me.
When I said my instinct was to push it aside, I knew it was borne of fear, fear of accepting the inevitable, fear of riding into an onrushing storm. It wasn’t the same fear I had felt with Ilvar. That had been something unattainable and utterly wrong. This was something else. It was overwhelming. But how was I supposed to tell them about it? How could I ever confess these dark, tempting desires that wanted to escape from my golden heart?
