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"Fuck, sweetheart," Az groaned, fingers diving into her hair and guiding her mouth up and down his cock.
He and Ark guided her masterfully, and Maia felt both powerful and protected, sexy and dirty. She wanted every night to be like this, but tomorrow would change everything. She knew that was why her mates weren't holding back; their future was unstable, and none of them knew when they'd next be safe enough to unleash themselves.
Ark snarled on his next thrust, his flat palm connecting with her ass before possessively massaging the hot skin. "My highness," he rumbled, and Maia groaned around Azrail's cock. "Mine."
She wanted to assure him she was a hundred percenthis, but she couldn't move off Azrail's cock with his fingers twisted in her hair. It was a heady, freeing thing—to be so trapped but to know she was safe. To take back control of the feeling of being confined, to strip the terror from it. This was onherterms and all for pleasure, with her mates around her, keeping the monsters at bay.
Ark's next growl was wild and strangled, and she knew he was close. One of her guard’s hands slid between her chest and the desk, fingers rolling her nipple until her inner walls clamped around his cock and his breathing hitched.
Feeling him come undone sent Maia crashing over the edge too, and her mouth slid off Azrail's cock as she dragged air into her lungs. Stars burst behind her eyes. Ark's low, rolling growl echoed his claim—mine—and Maia clutched him to her, her hand at an awkward angle as she reached behind herself.
Her head went fuzzy, and Ark's breathing wrecked entirely as his cock moved wildly, spilling warmth inside her. Maia sent her soul rushing for his through the bond, knowing how he'd spiralled out of control. His breath ruptured again, and he dropped his head onto her shoulder, kissing her softly.
It seemed to take a long moment for Ark to piece himself back together, his kisses lingering on her shoulder as he regained his breathing.
"Was I too rough?" he asked, his voice thick and gruff.
"Just rough enough," Maia replied, wishing she could see him but certain she'd do something idiotic like injure herself if she twisted her head. "I loved it, Arkie."
A hot breath puffed over her shoulder before he withdrew. "Always with that damn name."
"Always," she promised, stretching with a groan and pushing off the desk. His eyes fell on Azrail, naked and devastatingly hot, his cock still hard and twitching. "Why do you keep denying me your orgasm? You're being mean, Knight."
Azrail’s face split in a grin, the dominant side of him fading to mischief. "Maybe I just wanted to be last and get you all to myself."
"A cunning plan," she accused, kissing Ark to be sure he was okay. She tested her ability to walk, gripping the desk as she approached her Sapphire Knight. "But I think I'm too exhausted for sex," she warned him.
He snorted, not seeming disappointed—but smug and amused certainly—as he lifted a hand and caught her when she wobbled. She found herself cuddled close to him again, and decided she would stay here for the rest of her life.
"You're so good at this," she mumbled, heaving a deep sigh and melting into his hug.
"Mmm, glad to hear it," he replied, his voice low and intimate. "I love holding you."
"Good, because I'm never moving," she warned him, snuggling deeper into his chest.
"Fine by me," he replied, kissing the top of her head. "Your other mates might have some complaints, but we'll just ignore them."
Someone snorted, Kheir maybe.
Maia smirked, a deep calm washing over her after her ... how many orgasms? She'd lost count.
Still, she was very aware that everyone had found release except her Knight, and Maia was thoroughly against injustice and imbalance. She reached between them, taking him in her hand and squeezing the base of his cock. She was so close that she felt the way his stomach hollowed out. His hands flexed on her back.
"Maia, you don't have to," he said softly.
She lifted her head and pouted. "You're still determined to deny me? What if I want my mate's pleasure?"
His eyes darkened, his throat bobbing. "Then it's all yours."
Mmm, she liked the sound of that. A fucking lot.
She stroked her fingers up and down his cock, paying attention to his half-choked breaths and the tension winding tighter in his body. A muscle fluttered in his jaw and Maia kissed it, obsessed with his reactions.
"Maia," he growled low in his throat when she used both hands, running her fingers over his tip as she massaged the base with another hand. "Fuck, sweetheart."
His cock jolted at her touch, and she couldn't keep the smirk off her face, thoroughly pleased with herself. It was fun to turn the tables for once.Theywere normally the ones bringingherto ruin.
"Oh, shit," he choked out.
