“Fuck, yes… Yes!” I gasped, the exquisite burn quickly turning into intense pleasure as he found his rhythm and gave me what I’d asked for, every one of those punishing thrusts obliterating the cold touch of those ghouls.
But, just like with Jax’s fingers, all too soon, Hudson was pulling back.
“More,” I begged, shamelessly reaching for his cock. “More.”
A low chuckle rumbled up through Hudson’s chest, and he leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “Not yet, babygirl. I’m just getting you warmed up.” He glanced behind me at Jax and winked, keeping his voice low so only I could hear him. “We’ve got other plans for you.”
He stood up, pulling me up with him and repositioning me so I was kneeling at the edge of the bed. Across the room, Elian watched all of this in silence, utterly transfixed, his mouth parted as his chest rose and fell with short, rapid breaths, his cock straining hard against his pants, knuckles white as he clutched the arms of his chair. I held his gaze, a thousand unsaid words passing between us, my body blazing for him as much as it was blazing for the men who were actually touching me.
My heart broke again and again to know what he’d suffered in childhood, to finally understand after all this time why he’d left me, why he’d let me go. I still hadn’t even processed it all yet, and when I did, I knew I’d have a hundred more questions—undoubtedly leading to more answers that would break my heart all over again.
But for now, it was enough that he’d stayed here with me. With us.
It was enough to know that he loved me, even if he couldn’t say it. That I loved him, and I’d stand by his side through whatever darkness he still had to face.
“Sparrow,” he mouthed, and I nodded, giving him the softest smile.
The bed dipped, and Jax knelt behind me, sliding his hands into my hair and lifting it off my back, leaving a trail of hot kisses up my spine. Hudson bent down and claimed my mouth in a fierce kiss, stirring me into another frenzy.
“Sit back, angel,” Jax whispered against my neck, his cock dipping between my thighs from behind. “I want you to ride me until we make you come for us.”
I was powerless to do anything but obey. With a soft moan into Hudson’s mouth, I arched my hips and lowered myself onto Jax, shuddering with white-hot pleasure as I took him all the way in, Hudson’s tongue gliding across mine to mimic the stroke of Jax’s perfect cock.
“Fuck,” Jax whispered, burying his face in my hair and bringing his hands around to cup my breasts. His thumbs scraped over my nipples, unleashing another moan from my mouth.
Hudson broke away, and then my sweet, possessive gargoyle dropped to his knees, his massive hands gripping my thighs and wrenching them as far apart as they would go in my current position. He blew a soft breath between them, then lowered his filthy, beautiful mouth to my clit, tonguing me as Jax thrust into me from behind.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
The dual sensations sent me into sensory overload, my nerves humming, tendrils of pleasure snaking down my spine and coiling low in my belly, making me ache and moan.
“That’s it, angel,” Jax murmured, biting my shoulder, my neck. “Take it. Take what you need.”
“Oh god,” I breathed, the sting of his bites making my pussy clench. “That’s… yes. Just like that.”
With a growl of satisfaction, he bit down harder, marking me, claiming me, my breasts heavy and aching against his palms, my body a raging inferno.
I pushed up on my knees, then slid back down, rolling my hips and driving Jax deeper inside me, riding him, fucking him as I slid my hands into Hudson’s hair and brought him closer, his tongue swirling over my sensitive flesh, beard scratching my thighs.
Across the room, a deep rumble echoed, and I looked up once again to find Elian watching me, his silver eyes wide, his body trembling. Everything in me was spinning and hot, Elian’s fiery gaze and the wicked touch of my monsters driving me closer and closer to that blissful edge, further and further from the brutal death that had nearly claimed me earlier.
I was alive. Fuckingalive.
My vampire-fae smiled at me.
And I responded with a smile all for him, because he was here. Because for all he’d endured, he’d survived.
We’dsurvived.
And we’d keeponsurviving. That, more than anything, was our promise to each other now—one I intended to honor for the rest of my life.
To fucking survive.
21
ELIAN
Agroan born of frustration and pleasure both tore through my chest, my cock straining hard against my pants, but I didn’t dare look away. Didn’t move. Not with my little sparrow’s hungry gaze locked on mine, her mouth parted in ecstasy as Hudson devoured her sweet pussy, Jax fucking her hard and deep, the scent of her wild desire making me drunk.
