Page 107 of Fall Before Her Throne

“You have no idea…” He slowly pushed inside me. “How much…” He thrust even deeper. Cas pulled back on my thighs. I gasped a curse. “I’ve wanted you.” He bottomed out, seating himself fully inside.

I couldn’t speak. I could barely think.

He pulled out slowly, and I could feel every single movement of his piercing against my body. Once he was all the way out, he jerked his hips forward and filled me to the brim again.

“Max,” I whined. “Maxmaxmax.”

“Let him hear your noises, cara mia.” Cas’s kisses sent shivers all the way down my neck. “Let all your men hear you. I know they’re listening. I know they want you to come so badly.”

I pictured them all watching this, just like they watched Max and me earlier.

“She likes it hard, Max.” Cas dragged his teeth across my shoulder. “She wants you to lose control. Take what you want.”

He listened. He drove inside me, and it was exactly what I needed.

“Right there.” Electricity crackled everywhere we touched, building the waves of pleasure. “It feels so amazing, Max.”

His eyelids fluttered shut every time he thrust inside me, and his lashes brushed against his flushed cheeks. “Leona, you are heaven on earth.”

Cas pulled my thighs again, slightly changing the angle of my hips, and I saw stars. My nails scratched at Max’s hands where he’d grabbed my hips and ass. I was desperate for purchase, to hold on to something, because otherwise I was certain I’d leave this earth forever.

“Shatter for me, anima mia,” he pleaded. Cas on one side. Him on the other. “I’m right there too, but you have to come first.”

The kisses they put beneath my ear, on my neck, catapulted me over the edge. The orgasm tore through me like a wildfire. A tidal wave. It was a cataclysm, one that I wasn’t sure I’d survive but that I never wanted to end.

That was it. Death by cock.

Max’s teeth scraped my neck while he buried himself deep. He groaned my name over and over while he came, tightening his grip on my body and holding me as tightly as possible.

The three of us were fused.

My hands wound around each of them, through their hair, holding them both to me while we tried to catch our breath.

This was how it was always meant to be.

Max, Leona, and Cas.

32

CIEL

When Cas took away Leona, and Max wandered to his room to change, it left me, Ryu, and Wynn in the living room.

In the last five hours, we’d seen Leona arrested, taken away from us, released, almost assassinated, and then eaten out by our previous enemy. It had been a fucking night.

“We need to talk to Obi,” I said. We had to be on the same page about this. “Come on.”

Ryu eyed me carefully, but then he nodded, and the two of them followed me through the house until we found Obi seated in the new library slash study he’d claimed. He already seemed deep in thought, barely giving us a look as we gathered around his desk.

Obi’s feelings regarding Max were still the most guarded, but we all knew he’d do anything for her. Ryu had made his antagonistic feelings about Max the most clear—yet he was the one who encouraged Max first tonight. Wynn and Max had been training together in the mornings, but I couldn’t tell whether Wynn actually liked him.

And me?

Out of all of us, I think I spent the least amount of time with him.

“So—so,” I said, then cleared my throat. “That happened.”

Ryu sat down in the chair in front of the desk and braced his forearms on his knees. “And you’re wondering, now what?”