“We aren’t?” Jeren asks, then takes my mouth again.
“She deserves better.” Kyte sighs, then pulls his fingers from me.
I protest and grab his arm. He laughs low and gravelly, then turns me to face him and kisses me with a blinding connection, our shared powers creating a wide gateway between us, our emotions limitless and without barriers. I feel his soul inside me.
He pulls away for only a moment, and his eyes go to Ceredes. “Ease her.” His mouth returns, and I hold onto him as Ceredes pivots my body, kisses down my chest, runs his tongue along my navel, then lifts me from the water.
Jeren claims a breast, his teeth nipping before he sucks. Then Ceredes drops to his knees in the water, spreads my legs, and gives me a long, slow lick.
I think my heart may stop for a moment, but Kyte holds on, his soul and mine dancing as we kiss. Can he feel my need?
“Pillars, yes, and I want to kill Ceredes for getting to ease you first.” His kiss grows rougher as Ceredes grips my ass, spreading me and lifting me to his mouth like a succulent food.
When Ceredes tongues me again, I jolt. Jeren holds me steady, his mouth teasing first one nipple, then the other. Ceredes delves lower, his tongue testing my entrance, pressing inside and making my toes curl. When he returns to my clit, I moan into Kyte’s mouth, the ache rising as Ceredes uses his tongue and focuses on the spot where I need him most.
“I want to watch you shatter, Lana.” Jeren nibbles my ear, one hand on my back and the other cupping my breast. “I want you to fall apart so I can lick up the pieces.” He bites my shoulder as Ceredes moves faster, his tongue impossibly nimble as my ache rises.
My hips move of their own accord, grinding against his mouth as he growls and sucks my hot flesh. When he grazes my clit with his teeth, I seize and cry out. Kyte swallows the sound as I come hard, my body squeezing and releasing, the strange pain receding as my orgasm rolls on and on. Ceredes doesn’t stop. Neither do Jeren or Kyte. They own my body, and I’ve already given them my soul.
When the aftershocks send shivers through me, I try to wriggle away from Ceredes. He laughs against me and kisses my thighs before slowly lowering me into the water.
“Was that all right?” he asks.
“That was …” I can’t put words to it.
“Her pain is gone. For now.” Kyte strokes my back and drops kisses along my shoulder.
“Will it come back?”
“Definitely.” Jeren turns me toward him and strokes my wet hair from my forehead. “But we’ll be here to ease you.”
Ceredes and Kyte encircle me, and I’m perfectly safe inside my circle. I relax, giving myself over to their strong hands.
“Was that my going-into-heat thing?” I rest my forehead on Jeren’s chest.
“No. Your heat will be much more—”
“Intense.” Ceredes’s thoughts flow right into Kyte’s. “The only way the pain will ease is by…” Ceredes laughs in my mind. “Fucking. Is that the right way to use the word?”
“Yes.” I smile. “You did good that time.”
“I’ve been practicing.”
“You’ve been practicing fucking?” I ask.
Ceredes wrinkles his nose. “Are you toying with me, Omega?”
I shrug. “Maybe a little.”
He rubs my ass, and I get the distinct mental image of him smacking it until it’s red. He’s into that?
“Definitely,” he growls in my mind.
Maybe I am, too.
“Kinky, Ceredes.” I turn and catch his gaze.
“You need discipline.” He shrugs, a wolfish look in his eyes.
