So many mouths, each one a conduit for their magic, their emotions. Power flowed into me, stoking the fire of my spirit higher. It radiated out of my body and back into them.
Blake’s tongue worked its magic, pounding and pounding until the ache exploded. I cried out as an orgasm claimed me, clamping my thighs over Blake’s head as he continued to attack my clit. My whole body spasmed. Red welts blurred my vision. The guys held me through it, keeping me safe, buoying me up for more to come.
When my eyes worked again, I flicked my gaze through all their faces. Hungry eyes looked back at me. Smiling lips, beautiful tortured souls, hungry for more.
“Well, I’m ready to go to sleep.” I fluffed the pillow behind my head.
“Oh, no, you don’t.” Flynn grabbed me under my shoulders and hauled me up so I knelt on the bed. “We’ve got plans for you yet.”
While Flynn’s mouth devoured mine, Arthur slid down behind me so my back rested against his chest. His hands encircled my breasts, grazing over my sensitive nipples.
Blake shuffled underneath us, threading his body between my legs, his thick cock already glistening with need. “Do you have your bag of tricks?” he asked Flynn.
“I never leave home without it.” Flynn bent down beside the bed and drew out a bag of condoms. He tossed one to Blake, and another to Arthur. “You’ll need that,” he added, thrusting a tube into Arthur’s hands.
Blake rolled the condom on and positioned himself at my entrance. The wide grin on his face was the most genuine expression he’d ever given me. I sighed as I sank down on him.
His cock touched every part of me, and it was like coming home. His grin widened, his mischievous eyes sparkling as he shifted his hips to seat himself fully inside me.
“At last, Princess.” He gripped my hips to guide my speed. The hunger in his eyes made my chest ache. Blake may play the uncaring bad boy, but he risked everything to come to Briarwood and be part of our coven, and every day he tried to become a little more human. He wanted to belong more than any of us. Right now, with him sheathed inside me, I never wanted him to leave.
Flynn stood, straddling Blake on the bed. He rested a hand on the back of my head, guiding his cock into my mouth. I relished the taste of him, all salty and hot and distinctly Flynn. I bent my head back, taking in as much of him as I could, wanting to give him the same pleasure he always gave to me. The pillar of power inside me leapt higher, burning bright.
Something cool landed on my lower back and dribbled into the crack of my ass. Arthur trailed the lube down, inserting one finger inside me. I gasped around Flynn’s cock as Arthur pushed his finger past the tight ring of muscle, sliding deeper inside me, allowing me to relax and loosen up.
The other two came around either side of me. Corbin took my nipple in his mouth again, and Rowan mirrored him. Each had a hand on their own cocks, stroking themselves in time with the shudder of my body.
Rowan’s eyes locked with Corbin’s and he dropped my nipple from his mouth. For a moment, I was sure they were going to kiss. A surge of pleasure wracked my body at the thought of it, that two of my guys cared about each other so deeply that they would be able to be that open and vulnerable in front of me.
Rowan averted his eyes first, his lips going to graze my neck. Corbin blinked, then went back to swirling around my nipple. I didn’t have time to be disappointed or wonder if I’d just imagined the tension between them, because Arthur removed his finger and pressed the head of his cock against my back opening. I stopped thinking at all, lost in the wild sensations that assailed my body as my witches venerated me in the only way they knew how.
Blake drew back, giving Arthur more room to get properly inside me. Arthur’s breath hit the back of my neck as he sank into me, burying his length inside me. I moaned as he stretched me wide. He started with a little, but as my body sank back against him, he went a little deeper.
“Oh, fuck, Maeve.” Arthur’s ragged breath teased my earlobe. I moaned around Flynn’s cock, feeling him tense in my mouth.
Blake’s fingers dug into my hips as he eased himself back up inside me again, rubbing his length down Arthur’s shaft from the other side of the thin membrane. “I’ve got you, Princess,“ he said, holding me tight to keep my body steady as he drew back and slowly drove himself inside me once more.
Arthur and Blake held me rigid between them as they built up a rhythm. Pinned between them, I could do nothing but surrender as they moved in and out in a steady tempo. They synced their movements, so their cocks became one long member sliding right through me.
I lost track of the world. The entire thing was one long orgasm, suspended between them both as they drove out the demons that had tortured me ever since the battle at the church.
Too much.
So much.
Just right.
I closed my eyes, reveling in the exquisite sensation of it all, of being suspended between the five of them, the complete centre of their universe. They poured all their pain and rage and heartache into their lovemaking, placing these gifts at the altar of their adoration. I imagined my body taking the strands of their broken hearts and knitting us all together, making us all stronger.
I was the missing piece.
“You drive us wild, Princess,” Blake gasped, clenching his lower jaw in an completely adorable expression. His whole body stiffened. His cock hardened inside me as he came, his eyes wide with surprise and delight. He collapsed against the sheets, his chest slick with sweat as he slid out of me.
Seeing Blake lose control like that and feeling the rush of his spirit power in my veins sent me over the edge again. My final orgasm blinded me completely, projecting me into space, burning me up in a supernova.
The magic surged, beating at my skin to be set free. I didn’t channel it anywhere. Instead, I focused on holding it close, on imagining it being stuffed into a tiny storage box inside me, like a Pandora’s Box ready to be opened when the time was right. I needed that power for what was to come.
When I surfaced, I tasted Flynn’s orgasm on my tongue. Corbin and Rowan had rolled away from each other, eyes fixed on me as they came into their hands. Arthur shuddered against my back. Our power sizzled in the air around us. I was amazed the building hadn’t burned down.
