My mates were consuming me, just like they always did. Throwing out hot suggestions one moment and distracting me the next.
I tried to focus on one task, only to be thrown headfirst into another as Titus carried me to the bed. “Spread your legs for Sol,” he demanded. “We’ll see if his cock is enough to satisfy you.”
Clothes, I thought.I have to remove their clothes.
That was the game… tonight’s challenge… to see if I could focus long enough to disrobe them.
And when I won, they’d reward me with their bodies.
Sol climbed over me, his muscles rippling as he bent to suck my nipple into his mouth before sliding in between my thighs. “So wet,” he mused, nibbling a path up to my jaw. “Wrap your stems around me, little flower.”
My thighs cradled him as I hooked my ankles against his ass, urging him forward. He took it for the invitation it was, filling me to the hilt and stretching me deliciously around him. I arched, my sensitive insides protesting the invasion while also squeezing him in warm welcome, begging for more.
It was such a conundrum.
My mates had taught me how to receive hours of pleasure, all of them able to take me over and over again without growing tired.
It was a whole new definition of stamina that made me all the more thankful for my fae half.
Sol captured my mouth in a searing kiss, his body bathing me in an earth scent underlined in heat and sex. Vitality blossomed inside me, embracing my spirit and grounding me thoroughly in the moment of his clear claim.
Only, fire danced along my arms, followed by a trickle of water that reminded me I had other mates waiting.
They were teasing me.
Watching Sol fuck me.
Engaging my elements and forcing me to play their game.
I groaned, a cataclysm of eroticism ripping through my soul and calling my elements to the surface.
Air.
Water.
Earth.
Fire.
Spirit.
All of them danced through the room, crawling along the walls in real vines decorated with pink butterflies and fiery embers. Water swirled with the flames, dancing to the same pace as Sol’s hips, and heat erupted in my lower belly as another orgasm shredded my ability to breathe.
Vox was suddenly there, his mouth on mine, blowing air into my lungs, rejuvenating me with his essence as he lay alongside me. His arousal touched my hip, then Sol reached down to fist him. My Air Fae mate jolted, a growl vibrating his tongue against mine.
Goose bumps pebbled along my arms and legs, the lust of the two men overwhelming me in the best way.
I allowed them to take their pleasure, reveling in their need and letting it suffocate me beneath a cloud of ecstasy.
Sol sank his teeth into my shoulder as he came inside me, his seed hot and filling me with his earthy essence, while Vox shot off beside me, his cum a welcome substance against my skin.
But Titus had been right.
It wasn’t enough.
I needed more.
My mates who still wore clothes.
