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A moan came out of me—all I was capable of. My head hung off the back of the altar, allowing me to see the stained glass window that was painting my body with color, lit up by the moon.
“What was that?”
Comet’s hand gripped my hair and pulled my head up so I could see him. The mask he had on made him look like a stranger. But no stranger had those gorgeous violet eyes.
He pried the ball gag out of my mouth, letting it hang around my neck. “Take her mouth. She’s making too much noise for me.”
The words weren’t to me. The blinking red light came around the altar, the sound of a belt being undone coming between Comet grunting with every brutal thrust.
“My pleasure.”
Delta’s voice.
Comet held his hand around my throat, forcing my head back once more, holding me there while Delta’s cock pushed roughly into my mouth and then into my throat.
“There we go,” Comet growled, squeezing my throat so he could feel how full it was. “Filled up like a good little slut.”
He shifted his hips, the head of his cock hitting exactly where I needed it to. I came again, writhing between the two of them. Spots danced in my vision because I couldn’t breathe. The light of the camera didn’t move, and Delta held himself still, deep in my throat as the pleasure tried to overcome me.
Yes.
My mind went blissfully, beautifully blank.
Like when I danced and fell into perfect symmetry between the music and my body. The world took on shine and glitter—everything felt natural and perfect. The fae side that seemed so alien didn’t right now. There weren’t two sides, it was just me. Fully human and fully fae, responding to my mates. Playing with them. Understanding the strange paradox that anyone outside would never understand.
That surrendering entirely fulfilled the deepest, darkest part of me, where their shadows rested. That they needed me as an anchor.
Âmmelune.
The light to their darkness.
No one would understand, but they didn’t have to. They weren’t us.
Delta pulled back and allowed breath back into my lungs. I dropped back into my body to the feel of both of them driving into me, an orgasm hovering at the edges of my vision like floating moonlight.
Hands on my body. Comet squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples. Slapped the side of my tits like he had when it was his turn to discipline me. Groaned as he fucked me harder. Rougher.
I gasped as Delta pulled back, cum splashing across my mouth and neck. He swore, leaning down with the camera. “Fucking perfect.”
Comet leaned on the altar, groaning as he drove himself home, coming with a roar that echoed off the church walls. Grabbing the ball gag, he shoved it back in my mouth, painting my tongue with Delta’s cum.
He pulled out of me and let his own drip out onto the church floor, looking down at me like a dark god. All powerful and prepared to do whatever he wanted to with what he owned.
Tracing a finger through what remained of his orgasm, he drew it down. Lower to the entrance of my ass. “I’m a bit sorry I promised not to touch this when you’re spread open for me and I can take whatever I want.”
Who made him promise that? My whole body tightened, trying to reconcile the delicious unknown and want at the same time.
Comet took a glove off and ran his fingers through his cum again, gathering it and spreading it on my skin, leaving handprints.
Delta came over with the camera, filming every piece of me. My whole body flushed with embarrassment and lust. I wanted him to fuck me again. To take the edge off theneed.
Like he knew what I was asking, Comet brushed a finger over my clit, and I groaned.
“Such a fucking slut,” he murmured. “You want more?”
I nodded my head as best I could with the way it hung.
“Too bad.” His hand came down, striking exactly where he’d just caressed. I screamed into the gag, unsure if it was pleasure or pain. “I didn’t tie you to this fucking altar to give you want you want.” Walking around the stone, he crouched near my face. “And you’ve already had more orgasms than you deserve. Next time I’ll tie you to this altar and cover you with shadows and offer you to every one of your mates, and you won’t come until we’ve had our fill of you.”
