Her heart beat loudly.
And her moan reverberated off the walls.
“Fuck me,” she panted, her words going straight to my groin.
She never cursed unless we were in bed together, and she only did it to provoke my passion. Now was no different, her demand one I happily accepted.
Zakkai clearly agreed because he thrust upward into her, his shaft stroking mine in tandem with her and sending a jolt through my system.
Because fuck, that was intense.
His eyes met mine as he pulled away from Aflora’s mouth, his expression telling me he felt the same way.
So he did it again.
Then I repeated the motion.
And we found a rhythm together that had Aflora singing between us, her body breaking beneath a rapturous typhoon of hot sensation.
We all felt it, her exuberance gracing the bonds and spilling into our own pace. I groaned, my blood on fire from her reaction to being filled to the hilt by two of us.
Then Zakkai let me set a pace, my position on my knees giving me greater momentum.
He kissed Aflora again, his hand leaving her breast for her hair as he tugged her into him with a need that was borderline feral. I felt itthroughher, his power a whiplash to my senses that drove me onward, compelling me to take us all over the edge in a ferocity of movement that would either kill us or take us to the brink of death and back.
It no longer mattered.
We were beasts fucking and reveling in the shared energy rolling between the three of us, Aflora a beacon of power we could only worship and praise.
I kissed her neck, her shoulder, her cheek, and eventually her mouth as Zakkai released her lips to feast upon her breasts.
I lost track of time, my control slipping into a vortex of consuming passion.
Aflora’s walls began to tighten, her body strung tight as her clit pulsed beneath my thumb.
One more flick, a single circle, and it sent her off into the stars on an explosion that pulled me right along with her. I cursed, my orgasm so intense it sliced through my insides and left me paralyzed against her back. I was only vaguely aware of Zakkai shooting off with us, his growl one that seemed to echo through the room.
And then the three of us collapsed in a pile of limbs with Aflora limp between us.
“Power expulsion,” Zakkai said, his voice hoarse.
It took me a moment to understand, then I felt her energy thriving through my veins. Another one of those dark balls of power had erupted from her, but not in a fight this time… in ecstasy.
And she’d released it directly into our bonds.
Thatwas what had taken me over the edge with her, along with her tight cunt squeezing my shaft in that addictive pulsing motion. My balls tightened at the memory, my lower abdomen clenching. We were no longer inside her, my cock against her damp thigh and Zakkai’s against her abdomen.
He drew his fingers through her hair, his expression reverent.
“Kols,” he said softly.
“What?”
“Kols,” he repeated. “She’ll need someone to take care of her when she wakes up. Shade and Kols are best for that.”
I wanted to argue because I very much excelled at aftercare, but with how destroyed I felt right now, I realized he was right.
Kols,I said, opening my link to him.
