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ChapterForty-Seven
Two days later
Aleera
Darius was still refusing to let me mark him which made me more suspicious after what my mother said. Yet if I couldn’t trust my mates I couldn’t trust anyone, but it should be the same with him. I stopped bleeding yesterday and each passing second my shredding grew closer. My temperature grew hotter as power surged and died down in my veins as I stepped into the bedroom with Darius after showering. The entire time in the shower we did nothing but fight in hushed voices. Tobias and Lycus wander into the bathroom behind me and shut the door lost in some discussion.
I knew there was no point in telling the others. One, I didn’t want to upset Tobias, secondly that would not earn Darius' trust by snitching on him to our mates.
I glare at this stubborn, beautiful, ignorant man. My rage grows like a lit match until it spirals out of control. It becomes a ball of rage. It zips through my veins, burning me from the inside out but it felt good. The pain is exquisite, and I can’t help but revel in it.
Even my vision turns red as I lose myself to my rage and the feeling of power bubbling and surging in me wanting release and wanting more, more power to awaken and strengthen me. My magic is gluttonous and no amount of power sharing seems to ease it as I am tossed into the throes of the shred.
I want, no, I need with every fiber of my being, to take my mates. I have to have them. I want to indulge in not only their bodies but their power as well. To fill myself to the brim with their cocks and magic. It is the most deliciously addictive sensation as it rolls through me from my toes to my head. I can’t help myself. Power ebbs and flows in my veins, making me crave theirs like some hungry succubus. Nothing was going to stop me.
I whirl away while Darius continues mumbling to himself over our shower argument.
“Aleera!” Darius calls to me, finally breaking out of his stupor but I don’t look back, instead, my eyes fall on my mates who watch me like I am some predator.
Darius may not give me what I want but I know they would be all too willing to oblige assuming they don’t run from me first. It makes no difference to me right now. All that did is completing this bond, and settling the fire raging throughout my entire soul.
Kalen is the closest one. He must have just finished getting ready for bed because he only wears boxers low on his hips. His eyes flicker over me, taking in the differences I no doubt showed. A teasing smile touches his lips. He goes to say something but he never gets a chance to spit the words out because I launch myself at him.
My nails graze his skin, drawing blood as I kiss him hard. It is all desperation, lust and the need to finally be one, a need for his power. I bite at his lip, catching his bottom one between my teeth and biting it hard until it split. I moan at the metallic taste as it coats my tongue. There is something feral about this need inside and blood only heightens it.
“Fuck me,” I whisper into his ear. I'd already marked him, claimed him as my own, but I need him again, and this time, I have to be the one in control. I must control all of them, force them down if I have to and take what I desire. Bind them to me where they couldn't get away so I could feed off their power.
Not even Darius would escape me this time if I had anything to do with it.
“Aleera,” he gasps.
I slam his back against the wall, and Kalen growls. He grabs me by my shoulders and reverses our positions, slamming me hard against the wall. I moan and wiggle beneath the roughness, loving every second.
“What's gotten into you?” he all but purrs next to my ear as he presses himself against me.
As if that wasn't the stupidest question ever asked. I shake my head at him, clicking my tongue in disappointment. I grab his boxers, ripping them off his hips with a surprising, savage strength. The fabric tears off him, and I grab his erect cock. “Doesn't matter when you're this hard.”
He groans and stills under my touch for only a moment before circling my hand with his and forcing me to stroke him. “Is this what you really want?” he demands. His eyes had grown glassy, his breathing labored. He smells of sex and Lycus but I don’t care. I will smell like all of them before I am satisfied.
I needed him and his power by any means necessary, as the power in my veins dwindled then burned only to dwindle so low it caused pain.
Kalen growls and drops a hand on my shoulder and smiles seductively. “On your knees then,” he growls, leaning forward and nipping at my lips. I bite him back just before he shoves me on my knees at his feet.
“Open your mouth,” he says gripping my chin, his thumb running across my bottom lip, teasing it. Opening my mouth, I wrap my fingers around his cock knowing what he wants, but I had never done it before.
Yet I don’t hesitate, wrapping my lips around the tip, before I take him all the way into the back of my throat with one shove. I can hardly breathe, and I gag as he thrusts into my mouth before pulling out. I glare up at him, and he smirks but raises his hands as if to say he wouldn’t do it again so I suck on the tip, swirling my tongue around the rim and he groans.
The hum of my mate’s arousal is too strong of a siren song to just push to the side. I work myself back and forth, gorging myself on him until he shudders and works his hand into my hair. He holds me in position as he roughly fucks my throat.
“Fuck,” he groans, hips working a mile a minute.
I smirk beneath the assault.
“She's not going to be satisfied with that,” remarks Darius from behind us.
I lift a brow but don’t turn his way. He would come later. Kalen pants, but when given that look by Darius, he knows better than to chase his own needs. He stills, the tip of his cock twitching away inside my mouth. “Darius.”
“Easy, get on the couch, Kalen. Spread your legs wide so she can ride you. This won't be over until she's finished shredding.”
