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“We all belong to you now, so now you get to choose if you belong to us,” Darius murmurs, pressing his forehead against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, tugging him down to kiss him. He answers instantly, and I hear the shower screen open up.
Kalen shuffles around behind me, and Darius pulls me closer, allowing Lycus and Tobias to step into the shower with us. Lycus turns one of the other shower heads on, adjusting it since it isn’t detachable. Darius’ hands move to my thighs before he grips them, lifting me.
I wrap my legs around his waist. His hands squeeze my ass when I suddenly feel all their hands on me. Tobias is messaging my scalp with shampoo. Lycus’ fingers tease as he and Kalen wash me.
My lips go to Darius’ neck, and he groans lewdly, his hands squeezing harder. I feel how hard he is below me. Tobias grips my hair, tilting my head back to rinse out the shampoo. I close my eyes when Darius’ hot mouth latches onto my nipple, making me moan when I feel Lycus’ lips latch onto the other. The bond is odd. I can feel them completely, differentiate who is who and where they are without even looking, like an extra sense now that they have marked me.
Their lips tease when Tobias lets go of my hair, letting me lift my head back. Darius’ lips go back to mine while Tobias’ fingers sweep my hair over one shoulder, his lips taunting as he nips at my shoulder and neck. Darius growls softly, his tongue dominating my mouth as he rolls my hips against him.
“Hmm, someone is tempting darkness,” Tobias purrs against my neck, and Darius pulls away. His eyes flicker, and he smirks.
“Now she is about to taste it,” Darius growls.
ChapterEight
My heart skips a beat at his words. Darius’ lips go to the mark on my neck. I let out a moan when Kalen grips my hair, gently bringing my head back until his lips cover mine. I answered his kiss with obedience and hunger, turning in Darius’ arms to wrap mine around Kalen’s neck, pulling him closer when I feel him grab me.
Darius transfers me over to him. Kalen pushes me against the shower wall, my body jolting excitedly at his sudden roughness. My legs wrap around his waist securely as the others move around, showering. I thought Darius would be angry that I wanted Kalen, but they all seem to accept it like they knew before I even did.
Kalen’s tongue moves between my lips, assaulting my mouth, and I gasp into his mouth. Any reservations I had are gone now that I am safely in Kalen’s hands. I know he would never hurt me. At this moment, I don’t think any of them would hurt me, but I feel more relaxed with Kalen. I want him more than anything.
Kalen sucks my bottom lip into his mouth, his teeth tugging on it, and the bond flares, making me whimper. I know I can’t wait much longer. The noises that leave me as the bond thrives grow more robust and hungry. I feel almost embarrassed. However, no one seems to mind or mention my sudden insatiable hunger for them and their magic.
The urge to take his power and recharge him overwhelms me, and my body tingles as I run my fingers up the back of his neck and into his hair. Kalen shudders before I feel the sparks zap my fingertips. My bond siphons his magic and absorbs it before feeding it back to him stronger, the cycle relentless, and the more I do, the stronger the desire that courses through me becomes.
It’s almost maddening, the urges rolling over me entirely out of my control as I move my hips against him. His hard cock presses against my wet pussy. Any fear I might have had is extinguished, and I feel the carnal instinct wash over me completely. My vision changes, and my entire body tingles as I blink. Kalen gasps, pulling away from me. My reflection in his eyes makes me gasp when I see my eyes glowing and turning completely white, radiating back at me like a raging storm.
The buzz under my skin intensifies, and a feral, hungered noise leaves me as my lips crash against his hungrily. Any control I had is now lost and forgotten as I give in to the feeling. Kalen chuckles against my lips as I maul him.
“Not here, Kalen. Take her to the room. She isn’t losing her virginity against a shower wall,” Lycus commands from a distance. However, I can’t care less where I lost anything right now.
All I can focus on is the feeling that the bond is drowning me in, the most intense of any feeling in my life. Lust courses through me rapidly, burning my insides like wildfire as I attack him. I’m no longer in control, something else is deep within me, something primal and uncontrollable. I taste the saltiness of his skin, anything I can get my mouth on. I feel him moving, feel the cold draft rushing over me as he steps out of the shower with me in his arms, yet my skin feels boiling hot, itching with a foreign need.
Their hands touching and drying me makes me moan. Kalen chuckles as my tongue assaults his lips, chin, and neck. He doesn’t stop me or pull away, his magic bleeding in and out of me. So much power being transferred that it’s almost too much to handle, arousing and electrifying at the same time.
I understand why it's called shredding, like burning off energy rapidly, only to absorb more and burn it off by giving it back. Each time his power grew stronger, the more I pulled on it before I’d give it back to him.
I struggle to focus as recognition, desire, and instinct take over, and my back hits the mattress. Kalen tries to untangle himself from me, but my fingers refuse to let go of his shoulders, and I growl like an animal when he tries.
My legs wrap around him, securely holding him in place against me. I feel a pang of his worry bleed through the bond. However, my bond is uncaring, only hungry for him and his power. Hot hands grip the sides of my face. My head is pulled back, and I am pushed flat against the mattress. I see Darius’ demonic eyes staring down at me, a seductive smile on his lips.
“Calm. Slow, Aleera. You will regret it in the morning.” His words sound reasonable, yet instinct refuses to let go of me as I clutch Kalen closer. To my right, I see Darius’ eyes glow, burning brightly before I feel him turn his magic on me, forcing me to relax. My legs unravel from around Kalen’s waist, falling open on the bed, and my fingers let him go. Kalen sighs, but Darius’ magic almost sedates me, and the fog washing over me and clouding me lifts slightly, making me blink up at him.
Darius smiles seductively. “That’s it. Calm, Aleera,” he murmurs, leaning down and kissing me softly, his tongue gently brushing mine. His hands on the sides of my face slide down to my neck, his thumbs brushing along my jaw are warm, and making my skin tingle.
“Maybe one of you should?” Kalen whispers, and Darius pulls his lips from mine to look at him. My breathing is harsh as the need for Kalen’s power overwhelms me. It is like the bond craves power, yet subconsciously, it still goes with whom I would have chosen first. It is an odd feeling.
Darius lets me go, and the moment he does, I attack Kalen, the bond overwhelming me. Kalen’s nervousness hit me like a slap in the face when Darius grabs me, pulling me back down, his magic moving through me once again, quickly sedating me. Yet still, my hips rock against Kalen, my legs locked around his waist.
“Her bond wants you, Kalen,” Tobias tells him, but the fire coursing through me becomes painful the more he denies me, and I groan as my arousal spills out, coating my thighs.
But Kalen just stares down at me, and I whimper at his hesitation. Kalen bites his lip, looking down at me. I wonder why he is denying me, especially when we have such an electric connection. The bond screams out painfully for him, but he just stares down at me. It’s almost like he’s scared.
“Maybe Tobias should,” Kalen murmurs. Tears prick my eyes at Kalen’s rejection. The bond recoils in my chest, making me cry out. My back arches at his uncertainty as pain rippled through me when Lycus moves onto the bed beside me, his magic flooding into me as his hand waves across my stomach, the bond relaxing under his touch. I fall back against the bed, humiliated at the way my bond is reacting. Tears sting my eyes, and I feel like I’m knocked down a few levels.
I can’t speak. Everything becomes based on instinct and the feeling of my bond tugging on theirs. It is clear why everyone always says you need your mates when shredding. The waiting is pure agony and uncontrollable. I am at the mercy of my bond, overcome by instincts I had never felt.
“Calm, he is scared, Aleera. He isn’t rejecting you,” Lycus murmurs, leaning over and kissing me softly then sucking on my bottom lip.
