As each of them finishes, the heat in my chest only magnifies until I’m really damn sure my fucking chest is on fire. Magic pours through me in one great flood before I collapse on top of Crypt, shaking.
For one long moment of breathless euphoria, I just stay here and feel my my heart pounding. Finally, the heat in my chest fades andoh my gods.
It’s official. Group bonding is unparalleled.
The incomparable rush of bonding all at once has left us all a breathless, euphoric mess crowded on the bed. I’m still on top of Crypt. As his hands smooth soothingly over my back, I can feel his heart pounding in sync with mine.
It’s going to take time to get used to that.
Despite the post-coital satiated buzz lulling me, I sit up, still straddling my incubus. Five sets of eyes, including my own, immediately go to my scarred chest. Elation floods me so fast and hard that it takes my breath away for a second time.
I did it.
There they are. The emblems of my quintet, perfectly overlaid to create the same pattern as before down the center of my chest.
Gods, I missed this.
That’s met with four incredibly sexy groans at once. Crypt’s fingertips dig into my sides, his hips rocking slightly like he can’t help it, his violet gaze consuming.
Everett tests the telepathic bond next.So have I.
Hell yes, we’re back,Baelfire beams, sitting up to pull me off of Crypt. He cradles me, scattering little kisses all over my face and neck until I’m left laughing.
Silas sits up, too. His ruby irises trail over the length of me, lingering on my new emblems and then once again on the apex of my thighs, where I can feel them dripping from me.
“Ut ath’ann lei fhuil, la’restituas orm ais d’chal,”he says with a wicked smile.
Which means,What a beautiful sight that welcomes me back to sanity.
Realizing he’s right and some of their loathsome curses were broken just now, my heart just…stops for a second.
Yikes. Is that normal?
I pause, trying to feel it out. “I might be dying.”
Everett bolts upright, alarm written all over his beautiful, scarred face. “What? Fuck—are you in pain? Is it your heart? What do you mean? What’s going on? Why?—”
Baelfire bursts into laughter, kissing my forehead. “Relax, I heard it happen. Her heart just skipped a beat. That happens sometimes, too, Mayflower. As much as I love watching you give Professor Popsicle an aneurysm, you’ll live.”
Silas and Crypt are equally amused, but Everett exhales, rubbing the right side of his face.
“Godsdamn it, Maven.Context.We just got you back. Have some mercy on my nerves.”
Grinning, I maneuver out of Baelfire’s arms to kneel on the bed beside Everett, kissing him. My position puts me right beside Crypt, who takes the opportunity to cup and squeeze my bare ass, humming in approval.
“Fuck me, that’s beautiful. Are you sore, love? Or shall we continue to ravage you?”
I pull away from Everett’s kiss to look at them. All four of my matches are gazing at me with a throat-clogging amount of adoration. Even though they’re not pressuring me, it’s hard to miss the fact that they’re all getting hard again.
Part of me knows I should tell them about the blood oath I made to Arati in Paradise. I don’t remember what it was, but they still need to know.
A much more dominant part of me decides that conversation can wait. After all, the newlybound pull to my unfairly attractive quintet members is way too fucking strong to ignore right now. Even though I honestly am a bit sore, I’m more than ready to make up for some lost time with them.
“What’s a realistic amount of time we can stay in bed without the world ending?” I check, already kissing down Everett’s jaw as Crypt’s hand ventures around my leg to drag teasingly through my dripping pussy.
“Screw realistic,” Everett groans when I bite his neck none too gently. “Let the world end.”
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