“Fucking angels,” Shan muttered, abandoning his attempt at ordering Nolan into taking his cock.
He instead grabbed a knife from someone’s discarded weapon belt and sliced open his finger, shoving it under Nolan’s nose. When my vampire mate hissed and lurched forward to suck at the blood, Shan plunged both his finger and his cock into Nolan’s mouth.
My lips parted in shock. Fangs scraped down Shan’s length, barely drawing blood, and I wondered how that could be pleasant.
Then I remembered how delectable being bitten by Nolan had been, and I took back the thought.
“There we go,” Shan hissed, holding Nolan’s head with the hand not in his mouth. “I knew you’d open for me eventually.”
Nolan was half pouting, but overall appeared more pleased by the turn of events than anything else. He sucked lazily, drawing blood from Shan’s finger until the digit was pulled from his mouth, the wound already healed. Shan’s cock stayed, pumping in and out shallowly.
Proving himself much better at multitasking than Caspian was, Nolan set a good pace with his thrusts. The rest of us fell into it, moving as fast as he desired. My pussy gushed on Caspian’s knot, and when an orgasm threatened to overcome me again I worked myself down over the thick knot.
Caspian’s reaction was instantaneous, his cum filling me and fingers digging into my thighs. He tried to arch and move and cry out, but he was held down by so many bodies, his mouth full. His cry came through the bond instead and I smiled through the pleasure, loving how we were all officially connected now.
My orgasm followed his, my Omega side unable to resist the intense pleasure of my Alpha’s cum filling me.
Nolan’s thin fingers wrapping around my throat unexpectedly had me groaning, and I shouted when he pulled me fully upright. In this position all my weight was holding me down on Caspian’s knot and I squirmed, the depth of him inside me borderline uncomfortable, just the way I liked it.
“Open,” Nolan murmured.
I knew what was coming, but I was too tired to be a brat about it. Parting my lips, I flicked my eyes to Shan and swallowed. He ran his wet cock across my lips, smearing precum and Nolan’s spit, and then slid his length in me.
“Good girl,” Shan said. “Suck Daddy’s cock.”
He let Nolan hold me in place as he fucked my mouth. The vampire was pounding roughly into Caspian, every movement rutting my mate’s cock into me. There were so many hands and cocks and sensations it was impossible to keep track of anything, all our bonds full of love and desire. Sharp nails dug into my thighs, Nolan’s grip tightened on my neck, and Shan’s cock choked me.
I slid my hand down to frantically rub myself, wanting a third orgasm both for me and for Caspian. How much had he been fed so far? Would this be enough?
My orgasm hit me with force and I let out a muffled moan. Oswald must have been riding the edge, because his hips stuttered next, ass tensing as he came down Caspian’s throat. Two shots of energy at once brought Cas release too, and his ass must have clenched on Nolan because my vampire mate hissed and his hand yanked me back against him. Shan’s cock slipped from my lips, and instead of getting a mouthful of him, I got cum dripping down my face.
We all stayed there panting until Caspian whined and Ozzy crawled off his chest. My incubus had his normal eyes back, but they weren’t yet devoid of lust. I smiled softly at him when he looked panicked, as if he thought we wouldn’t be ready and willing to feed him more.
“Emmett, get your ass over here,” I called.
Nolan moved back and Shan urged Caspian to flip over so he was hovering over me, his knot locked inside.
“Don’t worry, lover boy,”I murmured to Caspian through our bond, stroking my mark on his neck.“We’ll make sure you’re well fed.”
His eyes welled with tears and he nodded, dropping his head to my shoulder as Em spread his cheeks and plunged inside him again.
FORTY-THREE
Nolan
Looking down at the charred ash body of my narcissistic, abusive cousin didn’t give me quite the thrill I was expecting. I’d spent years trying to find someone capable and willing to kill him, and had suffered through the whole Jitara family becoming increasingly hostile toward me because of him.
Yet now, it wasn’t seeing him dead that made a grin slide across my face.
It was watching the woman crouched beside his body, picking up some of the ash with her fingers and lifting it to her face. Freya’s nose crinkled as she scented him, then wiped the dust onto the petals of a nearby flower. We were the only two of the pack here, everyone else was with Caspian at the inn.
Standing to her full height, she came over to me. Her body was tantalizingly close to mine, our arms brushing. A couple of weeks ago I would have flirted while simultaneously retreating from the threat that she posed. Now I placed my hand on her back, possessively warning off all of the guards who had been looking at her in interest.
Freya wasn’t a danger anymore.
Well, deep down she still felt like one. There was a part of me that worried she would get sick of me at any moment and abandon me in favour of the Alphas she biologically needed. That part of me needed to shut the fuck up, because I couldn’t distance myself from her anymore.
I was in love with her.
