I opened my eyes again and smiled up at her as she started to move. She rocked first, working me even deeper inside of her. I felt like I was about to burst, the way she tightened around me. My mouth fell open, and I let out a shaky breath as I fought for control.
“It’s so interesting, how different each of you is when I’m on top of you,” she said as she found a stable rhythm.
“Huh?” Owen asked. “What do you mean by that?”
I smiled at Jasmine’s giggle, my hands moving to cup her breasts. They fit in my palms perfectly. I stroked and massaged them, enjoying the way they filled my grasp.
“I mean, I thought it was going to be all moans and gasps andyes, baby. But each of you looks different. Even your smiles are different. You kept smirking while Killian was encouraging, and Renz looked at me like he was challenging me to go faster, and Jace is just…patient.” She moved with ease, increasing the tempo now.
“Oh, yes, baby,” I growled playfully.
Jasmine snorted, then bent over to kiss me. I leaned up, meeting her halfway. Our lips pressed each other’s, open, and I slid my tongue into her mouth. She tasted like the others, the five of us mingled on her tongue. It was a heady flavor.
When she broke the kiss, she returned to her motions, bouncing and thrusting herself up and down. Her chest flushed red, and her eyes started to flutter at the same time her pussy walls did. I let my hands roam, feeling every inch of her body until she came with a cry. She clenched so tight around me that I followed her into the climax.
My knot swelled, filling her, and Jasmine let out another soft cry. She fell over me, our sweaty bodies sticking together.
This,I thought,is what bliss feels like.
Chapter 20 - Jasmine
Jace and I rolled to our sides, getting into a more relaxed position so we could wait out his knot. I reached down to feel the place we were joined, smiling when my fingers brushed the proof of our compatibility. I was afraid that the heat was the only reason why the four of us had enjoyed sex so much, but this experiment just went to show our physical connection ran deeper than that.
My body ached in a pleasant way, muscles loose and tired from it all. I giggled as I rested my head on Jace’s arm. “So much for it not being a marathon again.”
Jace cupped my buttocks while Renz, Owen, and Killian moved around the room, cleaning up. It was nice not to have to worry about that.
“In the morning, we’ll check to see how sore you are. After four knots like that, I just hope you aren’t bruised.”
“I don’t feel bruised.” I touched the space where we were still connected again. “You forget that female wolves are built to take knots, just like you males are meant to give them. Though after feeling the knot, I understand why some people like fisting.”
Jace lifted an eyebrow. “How do you know about fisting?”
I smirked at him. “I may have been a virgin, but I read books.”
He chuckled and pulled me closer. I let my eyes drift shut. Jace stroked my hair, then gasped with pain. He jerked away from me, and my eyes snapped open. Jace’s eyes were wide, his mouth hanging open. A horrible gash was slashed across his throat.
I screamed, jerking back. I fell off the bed onto the hard floor. It shook beneath me, and I screamed again. Killian and Renz lay nearby, their hands wrapped against each other’s throats. Owen was half-collapsed into a chair, his skin white as bone with a grisly pool of blood beneath him.
The smell of smoke filled the air. I stumbled to my feet and raced to the window. Outside, the town was in flames. And bodies. So many bodies—
“Jasmine!” someone cried.
My body jerked. I couldn’t look back, though more voices called me now. I couldn’t turn, couldn’t bear to see my husbands dead again.
“Jasmine, wake up!”
“Come back to us!”
I gasped. Something yanked inside of me, and then suddenly I was lying on my bed. My body was twisted up in the blankets, shivering, covered in sweat. My four mates pressed around me, their eyes worried. And alive. Very alive and very whole.
“Give her space,” Jace said, pushing slightly.
All of them were dressed, while I was still naked. I pressed trembling hands to each of them, and slowly I understood what had happened. How long had I been caught up in the trance?
“You were having a nightmare,” Killian said gently.
I shook my head, fighting back a swell of nausea. “It was a vision of the future.”
