The bond flared white-hot, and I surrendered to it completely.
Their touch was reverent. Intentional. Every brush of skin, deliberate and meaningful, a promise being kept.
I felt Kaedren's calloused hands slide up my thigh, rough against smooth skin, gentle despite their strength. His thumb traced circles on my hip bone, and I arched into the touch. Lyrin's empathy wrapped around me, amplifying every sensation until I could barely breathe. Vaelix's sharp mind cataloged every response, learning me, memorizing what made me gasp. Torvyn's control fraying at the edges as he held himself back, giving me time to adjust, to accept, towant.
His lips traced down my neck, across my collarbone, lower. I threaded my fingers through his hair, holding him to me as sensation overwhelmed thought.
The tether deepened with every touch, every kiss, every shared breath. It wasn't just physical—it wasmore. Emotional. Mental. Spiritual.
I felt their love pouring into me, and I poured mine back—four times over, amplified and returned until I couldn't tell where I ended and they began.
"I have you," Torvyn whispered against my ear.
"We have you," Kaedren corrected, his voice rough with emotion.
"Always," Lyrin promised, his fingers laced with mine.
"Forever," Vaelix finished, his brilliant mind finally quiet, finally at peace.
I closed my eyes and let myself fall.
Not into darkness.
Intothem.
Time lost meaning.
There was only touch. Warmth. Connection.
The tether wrapped around us like silk, binding us together—not as individuals, but as something greater. Something whole.
I heard myself laugh—breathless and surprised—and felt their joy echo back through the bond. Felt Kaedren's fierce pride. Lyrin's overwhelming tenderness. Vaelix's awe that this was real, that I was real. Torvyn's bone-deep relief that he wasn't alone anymore.
None of us were.
The bond crested, pleasure rolling through all of us in waves—building, intensifying, until I couldn't hold it anymore. Heat spiraled tight and desperate, winding tighter and tighter until—
I shattered.
The orgasm tore through me, magnified fivefold through the tether. I felttheirpleasure crashing into mine—Torvyn's control finally breaking, Kaedren's feral triumph, Lyrin's overwhelming tenderness, Vaelix's sharp-edged bliss—until I couldn't tell where my release ended and theirs began.
I cried out, and they answered—four voices in perfect harmony.
The world faded into darkness.
When I opened my eyes, the sanctuary was quiet except for our breathing—five sets of lungs finding a shared rhythm.
I lay tangled in their arms, the furs soft beneath me, constellations still drifting lazily across my dress where it pooled on the floor not far from us. Torvyn's chest rose and fell beneath my cheek. Kaedren's hand rested possessively on my hip. Lyrin's fingers traced absent patterns on my stomach. I could still feel the ghost of their hands on my skin—everywhere they'd touched me now hummed with warmth. My body felt claimed in the best possible way.
The tether had settled.
No spikes. No instability. No overwhelming surges of emotion threatening to drown me.
Just... warmth. Safety. Love.
I could feel them clearly now—four distinct presences in the back of my mind, always there, always accessible. Not intrusive. Not demanding.
Justpresent.
