Page 112 of Court of Nightmares


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“Fuck, her mouth is insane,” Osis growls, glaring down at me. “Why do you have to be so perfect?”

Whimpering, I suck his invading cock harder, clenching around Reve’s and Azul’s cocks.

“You should see my view,” Reve taunts. “Her perky little ass is wrapped around my cock, and her pretty, dripping pussy is taking another. Shit, never mind visions, I’m going to have this in my memory forever.”

Azul moans. “I never knew it could be like this.” His mouth drags along my breasts. “So loving and just so much pleasure.”

The pleasure builds within me again with every stroke of their hands and cocks, but it’s more than that. Our bonds become solid, like a conductor, transferring our pleasure between us and doubling each time.

It circles around and around until we are all crying out and we explode as one.

Like a tornado tearing through us, power explodes outward. Shadows roll in and block our vision until it snaps and we all slump, limp in hazy pleasure.

Fuck.

I don’t know who thinks it, but we all echo it before I start giggling, swallowing around the taste of Osis’s cum. My pussy and ass are still impaled and dripping with our releases.

“Erm, if you are done in there, I came to see you. Surprise!” Simon shouts through the door. Slumping back, I start to laugh. “I don’t want to be traumatised, so I’m going to the kitchen with Zale!”

They chuckle, and then I hear their footsteps disappear.

“I can’t move yet,” I murmur, snuggling deeper. “He can wait.”

“Thank the gods,” Azul mutters, making me laugh again as he holds me tighter.

* * *

After washing, since I was covered in blood and cum and Simon must have heard and smelled what we were doing, I leave my long hair to dry and slip on some comfy silk shorts and cami top, adding a cardigan I stole from Nathair and some slippers. The others left to wash at my order because they tried to seduce me back into bed and I nearly cracked. The sight of all three of them, their muscles dotted with sweat, was a temptation for sure.

But I miss my friend.

Skipping down the steps, I cock my head and listen, finally hearing voices coming from the kitchen, so I hurry there. I step inside to find Conall sharing some wine with Simon and a man I’ve never seen before, but one sniff tells me he’s a werewolf—a powerful one at that. Very powerful. Simon’s mate?

His eyes are bright blue and slightly almond shaped, framed by long, thick black lashes. A mane of shaggy brown hair in many shades hangs in waves to his shoulders, tucked behind one ear to display a tooth through his lobe. He’s handsome, with a thick, square face and full lips surrounded by a beard. He’s wearing a plain T-shirt—as is custom with wolves who run hot and rip a lot of clothes during their shift—which stretches across impressive muscles, and jeans that are tucked into work boots. He looks casual and stern, but when he glances at Simon, I see his eyes soften and his lips tilt up in a secret smile, and right then and there, I approve of him.

Anyone who looks at my best friend like he hung the moon is good enough for me. Not only that, but I look to Simon to see his reaction, and it tells me all I need to know. He loves him deeply and he’s happy, unguarded, and confident.

Good.

“Hey,” I call.

“Thea,” Simon says, hurrying over and hugging me. “I want to know details later,” he teases as he pulls back and looks over his shoulder, blushing slightly and seeming nervous. I realise he’s worried about what I will think of the wolf. Didn’t I think the same about my guys? My best friend is my most important person, and if he didn’t like them, I don’t know what I would have done. I squeeze his hand and move over.

“I’m Althea. You must be the wolf, Elias.” I smile reassuringly, and he stands, clasping my hand and shaking. His grip is strong, but he’s not testing me. It’s just his true strength because he’s not holding back. I like that.

I wink at Simon. “You are right. He’s pretty.”

The wolf actually blushes, and it’s adorable. “It’s nice to meet you,” he offers gruffly. “Si talks about you continually.” He holds out his arm, and Simon slips into his grasp, and I almost swoon. I do let out a little squeal of excitement before tamping it down.

“And you, I’m so glad you came with him.” I sit, and Conall heads over, kissing me softly. I stare up at him dreamily as he cups my chin and deepens the kiss until a cough interrupts us. I pull away with an embarrassed smile at Simon, but Elias grins knowingly.

“Sorry,” I say, but I’m not really. “Where is everyone?” I ask Conall.

He hesitates, and then his mind slides into mine.Nathair is with Zale, distracting him, not that he knows it.

I frown, and Conall smiles sadly but doesn’t explain.

Reve, Osis, and Azul come in with Lycus behind them. “There’s our troublemaker.” Lycus grins and kisses me hard.

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