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I fight for a few moments, resisting the natural need to open my mouth and breathe. I feel my cheeks flush red, and my chest becomes tight with the need for air. Then, finally, I open my mouth and gasp for air.
As I know he would, he pushes his cock into my open mouth. His hands are on my cheeks as he shoves his cock into my mouth and down towards my throat. I kick my legs as I gag on it.
He pumps his hips back and forth a few times. “Fine, fine,” I gasp and mumble around his cock. He laughs, pulling out of my mouth and letting me suck in much-needed air.
“Can I get an IOU?”
“Not a chance,” Darius says, walking over from where he must have been on the couch with Aleera.
My heart pounds as I look down and see the bulge in his trousers.
“And when you are finished with Tobias.” He grabs his crotch.
“I got a sack that needs emptying too,” he smiles deviously. I gulp, looking at Kalen, who was already unzipping his pants.
“On your knees, babe,” Kalen laughs as Tobias grabs my arm and hauls me off the bed. I kneel on the floor. Just inches from my face, two huge, heavy cocks are waiting for me to play with them. I look up at my two mates, seeing the smiles on their faces as they stroke their hard cocks slowly and wait for me to pay my dues.
“Can I at least brush my teeth first?” I ask, and Tobias laughs.
“Yep, consider it your toothbrush,” Tobias says, and I glare at his massive cock.
Reaching forward, I hold one in each of my hands. I adjust my body so they’re closer to me. One cock presses against each of my cheeks. I stroke my fists up and down them both at the same time.
I squeeze them and feel how hard they are while cursing myself for thinking I could get away without paying up. Leaning forward, I am about to take him in my mouth when Kalen speaks.
“Don't forget to squeeze his balls. Drives him wild,” Kalen laughs, and I growl before wrapping my lips around Tobias throbbing cock.
ChapterForty
Aleera
The sound of squeaking wakes me along with Lycus tapping my chest like it was a damn drum. “Your turn,” he growls, rolling over before kicking backward.
“Tobias, go before they screech!” Lycus snaps, and I blink up at the ceiling, wondering why he thinks I am Tobias and also what the heck he is talking about. Shaking my head at his terrible wake-up call, I climb over him and place my feet on the floor before rushing to the bathroom and having one of those, Ah…. moments from holding your bladder while torturously listening to a slow drip and not having a toilet in sight.
After washing my hands, I hear the squeaking noises again and move back toward the room. Glancing at the bed, I notice Lycus, Kalen, and Tobias in bed. Darius is nowhere to be seen. Peering around the darkened room, I barely notice him sitting on the couch by the fire that is slowly dying out. Sighing, I walk over to the fireplace when I see the crates holding the tiny phoenixes sitting in front of it.
I chuck another log into the fireplace before flicking my wrist out of habit. The log catches alight instantly, making me realize I still have some power. I smile, watching the flames lick up the sides of the wood, parts of it glowing bright orange as the burning wood crackles.
Turning around, I find Darius sitting up, his head resting back on the couch when I notice his hoodie is around the wrong way.
Tugging on the hood, I find three baby chicks snuggled underneath his chin and three more tucked in the crook of his arm that lays draped over his waist.
I smile and stifle a laugh upon seeing the big bad demonic-fae playing daddy with a hoodie and armful full of featherless chicks. Yeah, he looks really intimidating.
Looking around, I grab my tablet and quickly snap a photo of him, laughing at how sweet he looks. Setting the tablet down, I try to catch one slipping out of his arm, only for his eyes to flutter. He sucks in a breath, lifting his head and peering around, still half asleep.
“Don't wake them. I just got them to sleep,” he yawns, rubbing his eyes with one hand before checking if the phoenixes in his hood are still asleep. I watch as he makes kissy lips at them, as they wiggle inside before freezing and staring up at me. He blinks, realizing it’s me, before glancing at the bed.
“When did you wake?” he asks, yawning again.
“A few minutes ago,” I tell him, taking two of the chicks from his arm while he drops the third into his hood with the others. I stare at him, watching as he does a head count.
“What?” he asks when he looks up and notices me watching him. I smile and shake my head.
“Nothing,” I tell him, taking a seat beside him. We sit comfortably in silence, and he passes me a throw blanket that is beside him.
After watching the flames in the fireplace devour the wood, I turn my head to look at Darius. Through the bond, I can feel he is troubled, yet he remains quiet. He is staring off at the flames as if whatever that plagues his mind can be burned away just by staring at them.
