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North growls deep in his chest, moving closer as he fucks his fist. Pleasure is gathering inside me, my clit practically pulsing with pleasure as I press my fingers harder to the little bud.
When my orgasm hits, it takes all my willpower to keep my eyes open as my back arches and my legs clench. Part of me wants to close my eyes and lose myself in the ecstasy sweeping through me, but I don’t want to look away from my mates for even a second. I asked them for this—practically begged them for it—and I don’t want to miss a moment of it.
I never would’ve guessed that I would like this so much, but I really, really do.
“Fuck!” Cain roars, the tendons in his neck standing out as he tips his head back, his hand a blur on his cock. His hips pitch forward as he comes hard, his muscles straining and his teeth bared in something like a snarl.
White ropes of cum spurt from his dick and sputter my stomach, and I whimper, picking up the pace of my fingertips to drive myself over the edge again.
Maybe it’s the sight of me squirming on the mattress with Cain’s cum painting my stomach, or maybe they’ve just stretched their self-control as far as it will go. But either way, North and Raven finish at almost the exact same time, grunting loudly as they spill themselves on my chest, neck, and stomach as well.
I keep working my clit the entire time, dragging out my orgasm until it seems like it will never stop. My clit is throbbing lightly, so sensitive it’s bordering on painful, by the time I finally stop.
My muscles are sore, and I realize belatedly that it’s because I contracted them so hard as I came. I’m breathing hard, my skin covered with a dampness that I’m pretty sure is just sweat and not lingering moisture from the shower.
All three of my mates stare down at me with heated, possessive gazes, as if they’re trying to memorize what I look like in this moment.
I do the same with them, imprinting the image of them with their barely softened cocks in hand, gathered around me as if I’m the sun they all revolve around. Then I follow their gazes and look down at myself, taking in the sight of my flushed chest and stomach.
With a shuddery breath, I pull my fingers away from my oversensitive clit and drag my hand slowly up the line of my body, trailing a finger through the men’s combined cum.
When I get to the spot just below my collarbone, I lift my hand and slip my finger into my mouth, tasting all three of them.
“Fucking hell, Kiara.” Cain half laughs and half groans. “You’re gonna make me come all over again if you keep doing shit like that.”
“You like the way we taste, baby girl?” North murmurs, his intense eyes tracking my movement.
“Yes.”
“What do we taste like?” Raven asks, sliding his hand slowly over his cock as if dragging out every last moment of pleasure he can.
I grin up at them all, clinging to this last moment of peace and closeness with them. I know we’ll have to deal with what just happened to me soon, but for the moment, we’re still encased in this little bubble we created, still so wrapped up in each other that it’s like nothing else exists.
“Mine,” I whisper with a smile. “You taste like mine.”
CHAPTER5
Raven smiles as the men process my answer, and my grin widens a bit. I like how pleased he seems, and it makes me more determined than ever to make sure these men get frequent reminders of how I feel about them.
I lick my fingers one more time for good measure, and North groans again. He leans down to kiss me once before sliding off the bed and padding out of the room, his gloriously naked ass flexing with every step.
He returns a moment later with a cloth, smirking lightly when he sees me.
“I’m tempted to leave you just like that,” he murmurs. “Let our cum dry on you and leave you marked up by your mates. But as much as I’d love to spend the day seeing how dirty we can get you, we don’t have time for that.”
He starts to clean me gently, and the other two men help. I don’t resist or even try to pretend I’d rather do it myself. Instead, I just work on getting my breath back as they take care of me. I’m still panting and exhausted—but fuck, it’s in a good way. Before, I felt exhausted like someone had scraped their talons through my body and taken everything from me. This is just good old-fashioned exhaustion. Like I’ve finally gotten all of that power out of me, at least for now, and I’m just myself again. Just a completely ordinary fae with ordinary levels of fae power.
My hair is still a little damp from the shower, and now probably also from sweat. I giggle. Maybe it’s just that I’m starting to get delirious at this point, but I find it amusing, even if I can’t quite articulate why.
I press my hand to my chest. To my scar. I feel more settled than before, but not just like I’m tired. Like something has settled inside me. I don’t know what it is, and I’m not sure that I like it, but it’s better than whatever I was feeling before.
That power was absolutely wild. I have no idea what that possibly could’ve been. I remember Roanac said something about my blood being powerful but he took all of that power from me, right? So what’s this?
Whatever it is, it was too much. Too much power, too much information, causing me to overload. But at least our mating bond and everything they just did to me helped. Having that connection to my mates helped me to sort of disperse whatever that was.
After the guys clean me up, North tosses the rag away and moves to collect our clothes, tossing everyone their various articles of clothing. We all dress slowly, and as we do, I can feel the cozy little bubble around us thin out and then finally burst.
It’s time to get back to real life, no matter how much I don’t want to.
