“You like it when we eat your sweet pussy, don’t you?” Dash trailed kisses down my neck.
“Yes,” I moaned, my breaths already stuttering in my chest.
Blitz hummed and worked me with practiced skill until my thighs trembled on either side of his head.
My magic rose to meet their touches, silver-blue tendrils weaving through the surrounding air. It recognized these men as mine, reaching for the connections that would bind us together.
When Blitz finally rose, positioning himself at my entrance, I could hardly breathe through the anticipation. “Ready for me?”
I nodded, words failing me as he pushed forward, filling me in one smooth thrust that had stars bursting behind my eyelids.
“Finally,” he groaned, holding still as my body adjusted to him. “You feel like heaven.”
Rudy’s hands slid from my breasts down to my hips, helping to steady me as Blitz began to move. Dash’s teeth grazed my nipple in a way that made my inner walls flutter around Blitz.
My mind swam as they worked together, responding to my body’s needs. Rudy’s hands anchored me to reality while Blitz and Dash pushed me toward a ledge I was eager to fall from.
The magic around us was thicker than before, golden threads mixing with my silver-blue power. The six bonds pulsed inside me, strengthening even more as the final three took shape.
“I can feel them.” Blitz’s rhythm faltered.
I was unable to explain how all nine of them were beginning to blend into something greater than their parts.
Rudy’s lips pressed below my ear, his voice a reverent whisper. “Let go, Neve. We’ll catch you.”
The simple promise undid me. My release crashed over me with an intensity that bordered on painful, my body clenching around Blitz as pleasure radiated outward. Magic erupted from my skin in a blinding flash that illuminated the entire cabin.
Blitz followed me over the edge with a hoarse cry, his release triggering another surge of magic that wove into the bond. As he collapsed forward, I felt the connections snap into place.
The other men gathered around us. Pierce’s fingers threaded through my hair, Vix’s palm warmed my shoulder, and Cole’s touch was firm on my hip. Don’s fingertips traced my collarbone while Kip’s hand found mine, squeezing gently. Dane and Dash each claimed a thigh, their touches grounding me as Blitz pressed his forehead to my chest.
Rudy brushed his fingers along my chin, turning my head to lock his eyes with mine.
Nine points of contact, nine men, nine reindeer—my herd.As Rudy’s lips met mine in a kiss that contained a multitude of emotions, magic roared to life around us. It spiraled upward in a column of light that seemed to pierce the ceiling, connecting earth to sky.
Heat, light, and power flooded my senses until I couldn’t tell where I ended and they began. The individual threads of our connections twisted together into an unbreakable cord, binding nine souls to mine in a bond that transcended the physical.
When it finally broke, I floated in a state of perfect contentment, supported by too many hands to count. The bond had settled but continued to thrum beneath my skin, a constant reminder that I was no longer alone.
“Forever.” Rudy’s voice carried the weight of a vow.
“Forever,” eight voices echoed, the promise resonating through the bond.
“Forever,” I whispered.
They were mine now, and I was theirs for as long as magic existed in the world.
And in the North Pole, magic was eternal.
Chapter 32
Thick and Sprucey
Iwasn’t sure if the pins-and-needles sensation in my left arm was from magical bonding or just Pierce’s massive shoulder cutting off circulation, but either way, I needed to extract myself from the tangle of limbs before someone started drooling on me. Again.
Nine men. Nine gloriously naked men sprawled across the living room floor like we’d survived some kind of sexy apocalypse. Furs and pillows and random items of clothing created a nest that, frankly, smelled like Christmas morning and a men’s locker room had a baby.
I carefully extracted my arm from beneath Pierce, who mumbled something about spiced wine in his sleep. My body felt lighter and more vibrant, like I’d been running on a half-charged battery my entire life and someone had finally plugged me in.
