She glances between us, green eyes glistening. “It was louder in Aevium, but all jumbled up.”
“Did you talk to it?” I prompt, tasking myself with detangling her hair from her antlers. “When it spoke to you, did you answer?”
“I did,” she hedges, “but maybe I shouldn’t have.”
“You did the right thing, Wildflower.” Azuran tilts her chin toward him. “Of course your land speaks to you. It has awaited its queen for centuries. And? What did you say?”
Laterra bit her lip, doubt briefly clouding her features. “I made a promise I don’t know if I can keep.”
“You’ll keep it,” Azuran replies easily. “What was the promise?”
“I promised not to abandon it. But I don’t know how to revive an entire forest!”
“So you’ll stay?” I inhale sharply. “Shit, sorry, that’s selfish of me.”
She only laughs, twisting in my arms. “Of course I’m staying, Puppy. Why on earth would I ever go?””
Chapter Sixteen
Vulf
Terra is a goddess, splayed out before me on the bed. Before us. Nude, her golden markings shine like lightning under her skin. Her hair sprawls over the pillow, decorating her antlers like stunning green strands of magic itself.
“You are everything,” I breathe. I’m at a loss for words. Usually, there’s something to say. Instead, I trace my claws up her supple skin, watching goosebumps rise in my wake. “There is no one like you. Nothing in this realm or the next fits in my paws the way you do.”
“Nothing? You sure?” She rolls onto her stomach and wiggles her ass, flashing her intimate holes.
“Nothing,” Azuran agrees. “Which is why you deserve all of your deepest desires.”
“Even if those desires include your cock in my mouth, my ass, and his”—she gestures to me with her ass by a sharp snap of her hips—“all at the same time?”
He nods. “So it shall be.”
Oh, fuck.
The mirrors come to life. Two of Azuran’s reflections step into the room, as naked and hard as the god himself.
“You heard the lady.” Azuran steps behind me, his hand petting the expanse of my torso, traveling down to grip my cock. “She desires a show. Bend over, pet.”
“Yes,” I respond mindlessly. I position myself at the end of the bed, adjacent to my mate’s sweet, hot cunt, which pours floral essence into the room and directly into my nostrils with each inhale.
“And if I also desire to take his knot by the end of the night?” she asks.
Azuran chuckles. My knot aches, my tail betraying the way I feel about that sentence, thumping against the bed until Azuran wraps it around his wrist.
Azuran’s reflection kisses Laterra. It turns to me as it does so, colorful eyes swirling in the opposite direction from his. With one hand cupping our mate’s chin, the other grips my ass cheek, pulling it aside for Azuran, who rubs against my perineum, using his cockhead to gather the slick from my oozing shaft to tease my asshole.
The reflection kneels before Laterra, burrowing its face between her thighs. She mewlss and sits up, captivated by the way I submit to Azuran.
“What a good puppy,” she praises.
“Isn’t he?” Azuran knotches his cock against my hole and enters, barely, only enough to stretch me around the tip. “As for your other plans, mistress, we must open you up before you’re capable of taking such a cock as our dear wolf’s.”
“Is that what you want, little doe?” I ask. “Do you want my cock?” Who am I around her? Speaking out of turn, offering my cock. Something in her brings out the most vulgar parts of me, the inner wolf I have so long suppressed.
“Yes, Puppy, I want your cock so bad.”
“Why do you want my cock?”
