I’m starting to think it’ll never lift.
I arch my back on the bed, my head thrashing as the pleasure rolls through me in a tidal wave. As my mouth drops open in a desperate gasp, I feel someone’s fingers curl around my jaw, then they push against my tongue as though my Bonded is checking that my mouth is ready for him. I close my lips around them, sucking away to prove that I’m not only ready but craving the weight of his cock in my mouth.
I hear rustling and then I feel him shift, my eyes fluttering open to find North crouched down at my eye-level as his fingers stroke my tongue. When he meets my eyes, he nods at me as though we’ve come to an agreement.
“Tell me what you need, Bonded,” he murmurs as though Atlas isn’t fucking me, as though Gabe’s cum isn’t inside me right now and the rest of the Bonded Group aren’t here waiting, drawn by my bond’s call.
I wait until his fingers slip out of my mouth before I say, my words slurring a little with pleasure, “I need more. I need all of you.”
He doesn’t need me to say another word.
Atlas only stops long enough to flip me onto my hands and knees before slamming back into me while North stands again, slipping his boxer briefs off as he does. I’m reaching for him before he has the chance to step out of them, drawing him to my lips and sucking him down, moaning around him as his hips shove forward, rough in the best way.
I swallow around him, torn between wanting to shove myself further down his length and impaling myself on Atlas’ cock, but they both keep pushing forward, driving into my ass and my mouth until I’m moaning like a wanton, my eyes rolling back as my screams are muffled by North’s dick.
Atlas’ hips finally stutter, his hands clutching at my thighs as he spreads my legs wider and pulls out to come all over my exposed pussy. He uses his fingers to push his cum in with Gabe’s, making sure they’re both filling me up. North drags his cock out of my mouth and waits, fisting himself as Atlas moves away, stumbling to the bathroom.
My skin is glowing, the health and vitality they’re all giving me shining through, and I’m eager for more.
I know the moment North covers me that something has happened.
I don’t know what it is, who has hurt my Bonded, but there’s a savage energy inside of him as he moves inside of me. His hands are rough and desperate on my body, grasping at my soft curves as he takes what he needs from me, and I beg him for more.
All of the rage and anguish, the heartache and pain—I take it all from him. The pump of his hips is brutal, the pounding of his cock into my abused pussy is the sweetest form of torture. He fucks me like he’s trying to kill his demons.
I would take everything from him gladly, with a smile, begging for more of this if he needs it, because even as he’s taking what he needs from me, he’s giving me back even more. I swear I can almost feel them healing me, pouring into my very soul, and I’m coming alive with every orgasm, every stroke, every touch of their skin against mine.
His shadows wrap around me, covering us both. When I feel the tendrils of it come out to play with my clit, pushing into my ass as though it wants to own every part of me, I come with a scream, clenching around him until North follows me over the edge.
He doesn’t move away from me immediately like the others did; he stays with me for a second as though he’s checking to see just how far gone I still am. There’s a quietness to me now, as though some of the savage hunger has been sated, but the longer he lingers, the more it creeps back, the more it needs the rest of them inside of me.
When he leaves me, my eyes land on Nox and Gryphon, both of them watching me, both of them naked and hard. I expect it to be Gryphon who comes to me first. I expect to have to convince Nox or maybe even go to his room with him later, but he doesn’t hesitate to move toward me the moment our eyes meet.
His own eyes flash black, and my bond reaches out to him, brushing against his skin as it tries to draw the Corvus out to play. Nox holds onto control though, gritting his teeth as his fists clench at his side, the skin slowly turning black as his Gift floods him. I know it makes Atlas nervous when he does that, twitchy almost, as though they’d ever truly hurt me. So instead of letting it get that far, I smile up at Nox and his bond as though they are the sun, warming me to my core. There’s no doubt how much I want them, no doubt to me and no doubt for any of them.
I move to sit up, to go to him, but a trickle of cum leaks out of me at the movement. A whimper falls from my lips, my hand snapping down to cup myself and push it back in. His eyes flash again as he watches me, and then the shadows in the room begin to move, twisting and pulling until they cover me as well, shifting my hand away and covering my pussy for me, helping me keep it all inside.
I move slowly at first, but once I’m sure the shadows have me covered, I scramble up onto my knees, reaching for him. I get a giddy thrill straight to my heart that his hands are just as desperate on my body as mine are on his. His hands span my ribs with ease, kissing me as though he wants to crawl inside me, his teeth sharp on my neck as he devours me whole.
I want it all, all of his sharpest edges, all of his pain and vicious energy. I want to take it all in and make it a part of me as well.
His hands are rough as he shoves me back onto the bed, covering me and shoving my legs open to fuck me, as dark and deviant as ever. His strokes are brutal, his hips snapping into me as I hold onto him for dear life, my head pressed against the thumping of his heart. My back arches as I come, my hair falling away from my face. One of his hands comes up to hold my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes as he comes too, so I’m staring into the depthless voids.
Nox’s eyes shift back, the black bleeding out of them slowly, and I see the moment he wants to scoop me up and take me back to his room, to lock the rest of them out and guard me as though the hounds of Hell are coming after us. I see it, and then I see him decide that what I need is more important than what he wants.
I see him mentally let go of it all.
When he steps away, I find Gryphon waiting patiently, still as hard as stone, sitting next to the bed. He finally approaches and grins at me, running a hand down the length of my belly before his fingers slide over my pussy to dip inside of me and into the mess that my other Bonded have left there. My cheeks heat as I clench around him instinctively, unhappy that he might be forcing some of it out. I want it all, more. I want his cum in there too, mixing and leaving me full of them all. I’m so close,so close, to getting what I’ve always wanted.
I open my mouth, and the words that leave me are drenched with sex and need. “Give me what I want.”
I don’t have to ask twice.
His eyes flash black for a second as his bond chimes in, but when he grabs my ankles and yanks me down the bed, it’s his clear green eyes I’m staring into. It’s his grin that stretches over his lips as he fucks me, makes a mess of me, and pounds into my abused pussy with a firm hand on my chest as he holds me in place.
It’s his voice that whispers pure filth to me, sends me spiraling and writhing. His voice that drives me over the edge until I’m sobbing, begging for mercy until my voice dries up.
It’s his soul that takes it all in and pushes me formore.
