It was bittersweet, knowing they were who I’d waited so long for, that they were the souls who would heal me, but that I would eventually have to break them.
I snarled and let my darker side out to play, fucking Shane’s face hard enough it left tears running down his cheeks. He still didn’t tap, and there was no way I was stopping. I slid over his tongue, too overwhelmed by my feelings to speak. All I could do was grunt when Sor's hands gripped my buttocks and her mouth sucked harder. Shocks of pleasure sizzled up my spine.
Below, Sor’s breasts bounced furiously. Godsdamn it was a stunning sight. I wasn’t going to last much longer. “Fuck her harder, Shane.” The base of his cock had to be rubbing on her clit at this angle. His body rippled, a sheen of sweat only making him sexier.
Mine! My base side rumbled as I took in the powerful movements of the fledgling I’d claimed. I’d saved his life. I’d given him my blood over and over. I’d turned him. He was mine. I grabbed his hair even tighter and thrust ruthlessly, hitting the back of his throat. He grunted, staring up at me. “That’s right. You want this, don’t you? You’re mine now. Both of you. Never forget it. So give her what she needs, and then you can have what you want.”
He blinked and hollowed his cheeks, sucking hard with each of my withdrawals, but instead of slamming into Sor harder, he slowed. Her whimper vibrated up through my balls. He started circling his hips, not just thrusting. He was rubbing against her sensitive skin, and her desperate noises hit me harder than I expected. I reached down and fondled her tight nipples as he brought her steadily towards the pinnacle of pleasure. He kept his eyes on me until her body began to convulse and shake below us, then she screamed against my sack. There was no hope of holding on when her nails dug into my flesh, and the scent of her climax hit me. Pleasure barrelled down my spine, and I roared,shooting my load into Shane’s mouth. His throat worked as he fought to swallow it all, but it leaked from his lips, dripping down his chin and onto Sor’s heaving chest.
I was still shuddering from my release when his body locked up. Gods, it was a fucking glorious sight, especially when his eyes squeezed shut, and his growl was muffled by my still leaking cock moving between his swollen lips. I could have taken pity on him and withdrawn to let him breathe, but darkness still rode me, and I didn’t want to make his life easy; I wanted him to be at my mercy. He could breathe when I let him. He glared up at me, air hissing in and out through his flared nostrils. I grinned. “You want to breathe, Shane?”
He slapped my thigh while Sorcha lay panting under us, her touch falling away. I didn’t want her to feel on the outside of mine and Shane’s dynamic, so I slid myself from his mouth and shuffled back before I looked at their flushed faces. I hadn’t released Shane’s hair, so I tugged, and his eyes rose from the enticing sight of Sor’s flushed face to mine. “Gently.”
He nodded, peering down at Sor’s lust-drunk face. His features softened, and part of me was jealous of his obvious concern. What the fuck? I didn’t do softness or feelings. Or I hadn’t. Now I had no idea.
“You okay, Sor?” Shane asked.
She smiled and nodded before she looked up at me and flushed.
I smiled down. “Surely you’re not being bashful, little bird. You’ve just had my balls in your mouth.” I chuckled as she flushed an even deeper shade of red.
Shane’s soft laugh joined mine. “I’m going to pull out Sor, you ready?”
“Yes.” But she still winced as he withdrew.
I stayed kneeling on the bed. Shane stood at the bottom, and Sor was stretched out between us like the most delectable buffet. The air crackled with tension.
“We should discuss this.” Shane gestured between us.
“Yes, we should.”
I’d had more than one partner many times in my life, but this was different. Those feelings in my chest were only getting stronger, and I found that I wanted, not just needed, to foster a relationship with these two. At the same time, the thought terrified me. I’d not had a relationship in so long, I wasn’t sure how to be someone that they could trust and love deeply enough that Fate’s plan would work. Not only that, if I couldn’t keep my feelings for them under control, if I couldn’t ultimately let them go, then all my years of patience, of waiting for them, would mean nothing. For the first time ever, I was lost and entirely uncertain of how to navigate the dynamics of a polyamorous relationship, especially when I already knew it was doomed. My heart pounded. I wasn’t ready for this.
“First, we are going to look after our little bird.” Deflect. Deflect.
Shane’s eyes widened, his surprise comical. I raised a brow. “You should already know that I care for my partners after sex, fledgling.”
Pink stained his flushed cheeks darker. “I remember.”
His gruff words made me smile. I shifted my attention to Sor, gently brushing her hot cheek. Satisfaction rumbled through me at her sated look. Her limbs were loose, her eyes droopy. “Did he fuck you well, little bird?”
“Hmm,” she murmured, her gaze flicking to Shane.
I climbed off the bed. “Lay down with her.”
Shane narrowed his gaze, but for once didn’t fight. I left them to get comfortable while I fetched a warm cloth and towel from the bathroom. The bedroom smelt of sex and an enticingmixture of his unique scent and her sweetness. It made me want to curl up with them and ignore the rest of the world. For a little while, it would be nice to forget my past, to forget the war, and my attempts to uncover who was responsible for the Blood Lust virus. For once, it would be nice not to think about the future. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d just let myself live in the moment with no thoughts of destiny or the ramblings of a long-dead and utterly insane witch.
They both watched me through sleepy eyes as I took care of them. Shane knew better than to argue as I cleaned him up. He watched me closely, a slight frown between his brows, like he was trying to figure me out. I wouldn’t let him, of course. Well, I would, but only so far as it served my ultimate purpose. He was far too dangerous to my heart to allow it. Sor didn’t say a word, just looked on in silence, with heat staining her cheeks as I gently wiped between her legs. I wondered if anyone had ever shown her that kind of care after sex before. I doubted it. Nicolai was a bastard of the first degree.
Done, I covered them both and returned to the bathroom. After cleaning myself up, I donned a pair of sweats and lowered myself into the armchair.
Shane spooned Sor from behind, both of them already asleep. Absently, I rubbed my aching chest. I’d been waiting for them for a millennium. Now that they were here, I wasn’t sure I could go through with what was required. Fate had decided long ago that the future of the world rested with us. But the part of my heart already thawed by Sor’s sweetness and Shane’s indomitable spirit wanted to tell Fate to go fuck itself.
17
Balthazar
AvoidingShane and Sor when I should be concentrating on other things was becoming increasingly difficult. Not just because of the heated looks Shane gave me, like he wanted to shove me up against the nearest wall and get down on his knees. Nor was it because of the shy, blushing looks Sor flashed my way while she worked. No, it was becoming impossible to ignore the way I was so drawn to them both. My obsession was to watch their every move.
