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“Give me your neck,” Annabelle demands.
“No.” This might be the only time in our mating that I will deny her. Oh, I will let her have my neck, but first... first I will have what I want. I rise more. My finger finds her clit, and I sink my teeth into the underside of where her breast and chest meet, flicking her clit at the same time. She explodes beneath me, her head kicking back, her body seizing into a rigid, flailing beauty. When she drifts down on the back side of her orgasm, I pull my teeth out of her, swiping my tongue over the puncture wound, sealing it. And flip us in one motion.
Her dilated eyes open wide, and she licks her lips. She rides me through the end of her orgasm and then strikes my neck like an eel on its dinner. I’m expecting dull human teeth, but no. It’s exquisite, the sensation of her bite, and it takes me over the edge in a second. Stars explode around my eyes, blackness. I can hear the other guys shouting and hollering, but I have no idea what they’re saying. It’s a blur of emotion and the highest high I’ve ever had. I never want it to end.
But she pulls back. Her little tongue swipes across my neck. “Oh no.” Her hand covers her mouth. My cock is still inside of her.
“Saying ‘oh no’ after you mate someone is kind of poor form, Sunshine.”
“Oh no. No, I don’t mean I didn’t want to mate Castor. It’s just I aimed too high.”
My hand travels up to my neck.
“It won’t be covered up by the collar of your shirt or your tunic.”
“Damn, you’re right. Shit, what a lucky bastard he is,” Eros says with a laugh.
“Eros, this is nothing to laugh about. Castor has to work with humans. They’re going to wonder about the scar.”
“I’m not going back to Athens.” I run my hand over her breast. “Well, I suppose I will have to pass over the reins of the company. But I’m not going to live in Athens, not anymore.”
Annabelle nods and sucks in her lower lip. I know that look. That’s the we’ll-talk-about-this-later look. But I’m fine with that. There’s a lot more I want to do with her tonight. I tug on her neck and pull her in for a long, slow kiss.
37
ANNABELLE
I want to kiss him forever. But I feel it coming—the urge, rage, or whatever the other mermaids like to call it. It’s a hunger, a hunger to possess all my mates. To be one with them. I reach my hands out left and right. I would know who is who blindfolded. Even with them all being solid muscle, they still feel different. Holter is to my right, Nico is next to him, and Eros is on my left. I let my fingertips skim over them. Shoulders, chests, thighs, arms—so many parts. I’m burning, even after the release I just had. I need them. Like a mad scientist in a B movie, I feel like running and screaming, “More, more, more!”
Castor releases the back of my neck. He lifts me slowly from him, and I want to scream out at the loss of him inside me. I’m mated to him. Before Nico brought me to the Veiled City, I couldn’t even have dreamed of a reality where I would have one man I loved as much as I love these four males. I open my eyes and look at them. Eros wears his charming smile, Holter’s blue eyes shine, and even Nico has a slight upturn to his lips.
Castor’s brow furrows. He’s looking at Nico too. “I’m glad you’re happy for me. But that smile on your face is weird. What the hell are you smiling about?”
“Nothing.”
It most definitely is not nothing, but if I remember after the rage is done, I’ll ask him for sure.
Castor places me in Holter’s lap. Holter’s lips brush against mine. His kiss is soft at first, and then the heat of it sends me into a fiery mess. The mattress tips.
“There you go, Sunshine. You’re ready for more, aren’t you?”
I moan into Holter’s mouth.
“What a good mermaid you are. What do you need?” Eros’s hand trails up the inside of my calf to my thigh. I pick it up and place it on my core. He laughs and pulls it away. I resist and pull back on my hand. But he takes it to his lips and kisses my palm.
Holter’s kisses are so distracting, but I want to see what Eros is kissing on my hand. Is the mark a complete circle now? But I can’t move my lips away from Holter. It’s like we’re magnetized. I raise my eyebrows and moan into Holter’s mouth like that somehow is going to get me the answer.
“Oh, Sunshine. You want to know what’s on your hand, don’t you?” Eros laughs again and kisses my palm. “No worries, Sunshine. The marking hasn’t magically changed in ten minutes. You’re not fertile. Not yet.”
My shoulders sag a little. I’m not sure if I’m happy or upset. Bringing a podlet into the city right now is a dangerous proposition between buildings collapsing, politicians lying, rogue scientists, and assassin agents breaking into apartments. No, I’m glad.
My mind goes fuzzy as Holter skates his fingers down the side of my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps.
The mattress moves again. “Lay her flat, Holter.”
Holter pulls me down onto him halfway. He pulls his lips away from mine.
“Let me clean your mate mark,” Castor says, his voice deep.
