Oliver pulled out, and Deshawn slid down under me, holding his cock up in a silent invitation.
I gasped as I slowly lowered myself, enjoying the feeling of him being inside me for the first time.
I felt Oliver push me down onto Deshawn’s chest, then a warm tongue licking around my back hole. I startled and looked over my shoulder, surprised by the unexpected, taboo pleasure of his actions.
Oliver raised his head; the heat in his eyes was scorching. “Are you ready?”
I nodded slightly, then gasped out in pleasure-pain when he began to enter me slowly. “Breathe, sweet girl.” He moaned, “Fuck, you’re so tight. I’m not going to last.”
The feeling of both of them inside me was insane. The stretch was almost more than I could take.
They both paused, giving me a moment to adjust. Then they started to move.
Deshawn began moaning and cursing as they both found their rhythm. Both of my men growling filthy things that intensified our desire.
The pain was completely gone now, and nothing but pleasure was coursing through my body. They fucked me like I was their salvation, owning my body in a way that wrecked me.
The room was filled with gasps and moans; each one of us was lost to the intensity of the moment.
I felt Deshawn stiffen. “Cum for us, Firefly.”
At his words, I shattered. The pleasure was so intense that I thought I would die, my entire body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
“Fuck!” Oliver growled in a voice that didn’t sound human, right before I felt both men stiffen, finding their pleasure, and filling me with their warm cum.
We lay wrapped together, shivering in the aftermath of our bonding. My only regret was that it wouldn’t be official until we could perform the ritual.
Oliver stepped away, then went to the bathroom to get a rag. He started gently cleaning me as Deshawn went to wash up in the bathroom.
When we were finished, we all lay back down to cuddle…for real this time.
I hated that my bestie wasn’t here to talk to. But at the end of the day, I had to do what was right for my men and me.
Hopefully, Pantar and Mira would have the answers we needed to find her soon.
Chapter 5
Nathan
Iprowled the hallways looking for Jet.
We’d just returned to Emberhold around one in the morning. Deshawn had gotten information about a small group of DF moving near Copper Creek. Likely scoping things out for the bigger force they were going to be bringing through the portal.
Jet and I had managed to capture all five of them…with a bit of help from Hayes— dammit, Sly. It was tough to get used to the name change.
Sly had been punishing the DF’s forces since my Nexi was taken. He, along with John and Jesse, had shown us the reason their Faction’s reputation had become legendary after the first war.
Sly and Damien had planned out every operation we’d been part of so far. Their expertise in strategy and the DF’s capabilities were invaluable.
Adelaide hadn’t participated in the fighting for several reasons. The first being that her abilities weren’t stable. She’d lost most of them before Sly returned and, even after their re-bonding, hadn’t regained them all. She probably wouldn’t unless her entire Faction was recovered.
The second reason was to make her even more elusive to the DF, increasing their desperation to capture her. Selene wanted Adelaide more than anything else. We hoped that if a rumor were spread implying that Adelaide would be in Copper Creek at a specific time and date, she would become reckless and open a portal directly into town, giving us the chance to take control and reach Reverie.
Especially if she believed her information came from a trusted ally.
That was the advantage we had now that Jet was a part of this Faction. His contacts had been involved in Aurathion politics even more than we were aware and had planted a spy among them.
None of us knew this person's identity, but we had come to believe they were completely loyal to our side. Oren had tried his best to find out because the bastard didn’t like being kept out of the loop, but up to this point, it had been impossible.
