Page 341 of The Gods Order

“My little vial got to you, didn’t it, little burden.”

“I’m going to fuck—”

“Me? Yes, absolutely, I’d love that.”

A small chuckle escapes me despite trying to hold it in. Thayla doesn’t seem that mad at him as she tightens around me.

“That was dangerous and stupid,” I say, attempting to be serious.

He scoffs at me. “There was nothing dangerous about it. The vial doesn’t make you blindly horny. I’d never do something like that. Vullie has specialized this one to make you desperate for who you desire. I bet there are some truths being shared among some of those Defenders right about now.”

I shake my head, then groan as Thayla clenches beneath me again.

“Come here,” she demands, voice still drenched in desire.

I suppose there’s truth in his explanation.

I slowly pull out of her and crash back into my chair as my brothers swarm her like ravenous beasts.

“Riven on the desk,” I say, waving my hand. “You two figure out the rest.”

After a couple of shoves, Kyzen and Creed decide among themselves who’s going where.

I pull a bottle of lube out of my top drawer and toss it to Kyzen. He arches a brow at me.

“Seriously?”

“I have one stashed anywhere we may need it.”

Riven does as I said and switches places with Thayla. For a moment, given the way she’s already wrapped herself around Creed, I’m not sure if he’s actually going to get what he wants.

Finally, though, Creed peels her off him and sets her hovering above Riven. She doesn’t waste a second slamming herself down.

Her back arches and a desperate moan crawls out of her throat as Kyzen positions himself behind her.

“Ready, little goddess?”

“Yes.”

My office fills with the sounds of her guttural moans as my brothers fill her up. The sweet, sweet noises leaving her lips, unfortunately, disappear as she takes Creed down her throat.

I watch, utterly fascinated, as they bring her to oblivion over and over again. I’ll never get tired of watching her come apart between us, any of us like this.

It’s captivating.

Addicting.

And I get to spend my entire life not only enjoying it but finding ways to make it better each and every time.

Thayla

42

Day one of The Veiling Week

18 months after the battle

I stare down at my white knuckles as I clench my bathroom sink.