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Releasing one of Bach's horns, I trailed my fingers up Fife's length, fascinated by the feel of the supple ribs along his ridged shaft. His hand wrapped around my own, guiding me to touch him more firmly, to grip him and stroke him the way he had stroked himself so I could feel the effect of those frills. They lay nearly flat as I stroked downward, then rose up as I stroked back upward, adding scintillating texture under my hand. And now all I could imagine was having my cleric inside me.
Bach chose that moment to slide a thick finger into my core, and I came apart, my body clenching and exploding with pleasure. Mirri caught my lips again, kissing me sweetly through the fading ripples of my climax, drinking down every sigh and moan. Then Bach was withdrawing, scooping me up effortlessly and rearranging my languid body into the center of the bed.
Fife joined me, climbing between my legs, then hovering over me as he pressed teasing kisses along my collarbones, then downward. My fingers threaded through his silky black curls as his warm tongue flicked over my nipple. He drew the sensitive bud into his mouth and sucked, one hand teasing the other side as I writhed in pleasure beneath him. My whole body felt over-sensitized, every touch bringing an echo of my recent climax. When Fife hummed against my skin, moving to press kisses to my neck and jaw as his lean body pressed to mine, scorching need rose up in me again, everything in me responding to the magic in his voice.
His crystalline green eyes met mine, filled with passion and hunger as he nudged my legs wider apart to settle his hips against mine, pressing his hard cock along my slit. "Tell me you want me," he whispered, his melodious voice shivering over my skin. Even now. Even with Bach's words about them possessing me, Fife sought my consent.
"I want you," I breathed, lacing my arms around his neck and hitching one leg up to wrap around his hip. "All of you. Complete our bond, Fife, please. I want to feel you inside me."
He smiled, slow and wicked. Then he reached down to line himself up. His motions were as graceful as ever while he slid into me in one slow, delicious thrust, not stopping until his pelvis met mine. I gasped at the pleasure. "Sing for me, sweet mate," he whispered. Then he moved.
I was right. The frills along his shaft dragged over my sensitive channel with a sensation I had never felt before, enhancing the pleasure, making me shudder in delight. I rocked into him, meeting his thrusts, glorying in the powerful, fluid way he moved. The others watched us. I felt their heated gazes on us as we claimed each other, but they didn't join in. They let this moment be ours as our bodies completed the magic bond that had been burning in our souls for so long.
Fife's slow, sensual movements never sped up. He made love to me with a grace that I had never experienced before. His pelvis ground against my clit on every deep thrust, until my orgasm bloomed over me in waves. I shook and sobbed into his shoulder as Fife let out a gasp of his own and buried himself deep one last time, filling me with his release.
The magic of the bond settled around me like the faint tingle of falling stardust. Fife closed his eyes for a moment, clearly feeling it himself. When he opened his eyes again, they were glowing with magic, and a soft look of wonder crossed his face. "It's beautiful," he breathed.
He pressed one more tender kiss to my lips before withdrawing, moving to lay at my side. I curled into him, feeling a bit embarrassed at how I had just completely forgotten all the other men in the room. Fife grinned at me when he saw my blushing. "Oh, no regretting things now," he teased. "We're bonded. But there are still three more mates waiting patiently for your attention."
Bach chuckled and stretched out on the other side of me, curling his hulking body up against my back and running a big hand over my hip. "As much as I enjoyed watching you find your pleasure," he admitted, his voice a deep rumble that reverberated through me in delicious ways. "Fife is right." His massive cock pressed along my ass, making my core clench in renewed anticipation. "You do have three more mates, lady steward."
He kissed my shoulder and I shuddered. "Oh, I haven't forgotten," I assured him as the renewed lust rippled through my body.
"Good," Adder's cool, dangerous voice said from close at hand. "Because we aren't done with you, little halfling. Fife, move," he commanded imperiously.
Fife sighed in mock annoyance, but did as he was told, letting Adder stretch out on the bed. Dark blue eyes met mine, their pupils elongated, and viper fangs flashing as my silver-haired mate spoke. "Come here, pretty mate," he demanded, pointing at his face. "And sit."
Chapter 28
I felt my face heat at Adder's command. I had thought of how his forked tongue might feel against me. But…. I kneeled on the bed beside the stoic silver-haired fae, squirming at the slickness between my legs, my hands fisted against my thighs.
Adder levered himself up on his elbows to arch one brow at me, a smirk tilting one corner of his chiseled lips. "Is there a problem, halfling?"
My gaze swept over his tall form, taking in the sculpted muscles and pale skin dotted here and there with patches of iridescent scales. My eyes caught for a moment on his thick, forked cock before skating to the side. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather—"
He cut me off, explicit command in his cool voice. "I told you exactly what I'd like to be doing. Come. Here."
I shivered at the way his voice dropped and his eyes shimmered. Leaning forward, I crawled to him on my hands and knees, painfully aware of the way Fife's release still soaked my thighs. When I reached Adder's side, he hooked a hand around one of my legs and dragged it over his chest, making me straddle him.
My slick folds rubbed against the upper portion of his sculpted abs and I blushed even harder. He had to know what he was doing. Never breaking eye contact, he reached down between us and swiped his finger through my folds, then brought the digits to his mouth. His forked snake's tongue wrapped around his fingers as he licked them clean. "I want to drown in the taste of both my mates together," he purred, his eyes glinting. "Do you understand now, halfling? Or will you make me ask again?"
Oh. I was having trouble breathing. The heat in Adder's dark blue gaze belied his cool tone of voice. When his hands wrapped around my hips and urged me higher, I went. And when he forcefully pulled me down onto his face and his strange tongue flicked over my clit, I completely forgot what I was supposed to be embarrassed about.
I let him have more of my weight, and he hummed approvingly, sending tingles through my sensitive flesh. Moonbeams, that wicked tongue would be the death of me. I gasped and planted a hand against the headboard in front of me when he slid his tongue deep inside me, lapping up the combination of me and Fife that he found there, as if it was the sweetest wine. Pleasure built within me again, climbing to new heights when the others joined us, caressing and kissing every inch of my body while I rode Adder's face.
Climax shattered over me, and a shout escaped me at the force of it. Adder's motions slowed, but he didn't release his grip on my hips, letting me ride out the waves of my pleasure to the accompaniment of slow, undulating motions from his tongue. Finally, when I couldn't take any more, I sild my hand into his smooth silver locks and pulled, urging him to stop. He rewarded me with a surprising gift—the sight of a genuine, nearly sweet, smile of delight.
"Kat." I turned my head toward Bach, and he captured my mouth in a searing kiss. "Come here and let me make sure you're ready for him."
I didn't protest as Bach lifted me off Adder and settled me to straddle his own hard cock. I knew instinctively what he meant. Bach was very well endowed. But thick as he may be, Adder's cock had two large heads, and half his shaft was doubled, only fusing into one as it got close to the root. That couldn't be easy to accommodate.
Even though orgies weren’t exactly rare in our society, some small part of me said I should probably feel at least a little embarrassed about the way they were passing me around like a well-loved toy. But I couldn't deny that I wanted them all, in any way they pleased. And if I wanted Adder inside me tonight, it might take a little work.
Bach's kiss was like coming home, a reminder of the one perfect evening we had spent together and the bittersweet sadness when I thought that was all we would ever have. Now, he could be mine. I could have him again and again, taste his earnest, consuming kisses whenever I wanted. And the thought made me eager to consummate our mate bond. Reaching between us, I gripped his swollen cock with its hard bumps and ridges, positioning it so I could sink down with a groan.
He wrapped his arms around me and crushed me to his chest as he thrust upward, slow and careful, filling me completely, sliding in easily thanks to the combined wetness of Fife's release and Adder's ministrations. Clearly, these males did not shirk away from sharing in a very intimate way. Bach growled against my lips, then pulled back far enough to speak in a low, broken rumble. "I won't last long this time, sweetheart. Not after watching you with them. Take what you need."
Closing my eyes, I tilted my head back and did as he asked, rolling my hips to take him deep and hard. He stretched me just right, touched me so deep, that I moaned with every stroke of his big cock inside me. His hands gripped my hips, blunt claws denting the flesh as he ground me down onto him, burying himself impossibly deeper. Then he curled up, bending to take one of my nipples into his hot mouth. He sucked, and I shattered, crying out as pleasure rippled through me. Bach dropped back against the headboard with a groan as his cock swelled even more inside me, pulsing hard as he spilled his seed.
