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“Consent, Snowflake?” I murmured when they’d finished.
“Anything you desire.”
While I laughed wickedly, they grabbed Skadi, wrestled him to the center of the nest, and bound him, face up and stark naked, on the blankets. He yanked on the ropes, and a distinct clinking sound had the others grinning.
“Chained your dragon, did you?” Lachlan laughed. “Can he get loose?”
“Not easily,” I purred. “I made these out of the obsidian-fused gold from the cavern. Goddess-blessed chains to hold a naughty ice god.”
Goran slid inside me entirely, then held still. The tendons on his neck stood out, his pulse pounding in his throat. I kind of wanted to bite it. So I did.
His pine and musk scent exploded into the room. “Your scent, ma bohinya. The heat of you on my cock. It’s making me lose control.”
“Then lose it. Fuck me as hard as you want. Harder than you ever have.”
Goran devoured my mouth, then walked with me still impaled on his cock over to Skadi. He laid me down on the blankets next to him, trapped my wrists with one massive hand over my head, and began to do just that.
He fucked me just out of reach of the ice god, wringing three orgasms from me one after the other, stoking the flames I’d lit inside me only a few hours before. My slick spilled on the blankets just as Goran’s knot pressed into me, thickening and setting off another climax, Lusca’s song still moving the blood in waves through that area of my body.
“Happy anniversary, my love. How do you like your present?”
“Present?” Goran’s brow creased with confusion.
“I know you wanted to make love to me during my heat.” I smiled when his jaw dropped open.
“You did this for me?” His voice cracked.
“And Serak. And Lex. It didn’t seem fair you missed out the last time.”
“Best present ever, ma bohinya.” Goran flipped us over so we were right next to the bound ice god, and I glanced over at Skadi.
“You look so pretty, bound in my nest,” I whispered and reached out one hand, trailing my hot fingertips over his cold torso, tracing each muscle, and pulling it away just before I touched the tip of his leaking cock.
“Greedy Warlord,” Lachlan murmured. “Knotting her so early. Now the rest of us will have to wait for our turn to worship our goddess.”
“Not necessarily,” I said, reaching back to spread some of my slick around my back entrance.
“Oh, let me,” Lachlan crooned, as he kneeled behind me, setting his mouth to that place, lapping up my slick. His tongue plunged into me, and Goran groaned.
“I can feel that, vasyl.”
“You’re about to feel more. Brat, can I have this gorgeous ass now?”
“Yes,” I whispered. The air filled with a surge of mint, rain, rosemary and salt as I tilted my hips upward. “Now.”
“As my goddess commands.” Lachlan rubbed his own honeyed slick around with the head of his cock, then pressed forward, easing into me slowly.
“Mine!” Skadi roared in protest, making my ears ring.
“Bad ass god,” I chided, pressing my hand to the front of his throat. Skadi groaned as I squeezed. “You be quiet while my mates show you how to share all of me.” He pulled against the chains, though the heat in his ice-blue eyes made it clear he loved every moment. I moved my hand away from his neck as Lachlan sank deeper.
Skadi protested, “Tighter.”
“Yes,” I hissed, feeling how tight I was getting, with Goran’s huge cock and knot lodged in me, each of the rungs of his ladder pressing into me, and Lachlan’s cock thrusting from farther back.
Lachlan leaned over my back and grabbed the nape of my neck in his teeth, setting off another climax. How many times had I come now? It felt like an endless ocean of pleasure.
Somewhere in the middle of the shower of bliss that drowned me, he lodged his knot into my ass, filling me with his thick cum. I opened my mind and let all my mates feel what I did.
