“She has an army ready, my lord. And Salem has been sent to retrieve the box by the fates.”
His jaw ticks and it’s the first indication I’ve seen all night that he can show some emotion. “Where is she?”
“We were separated in Elysia. I produced a portal that took them to the River Styx.”
He rubs his jaw. “It’s been a long day. Why don’t we retire to our rooms, and pick this back up in the morning? I can have some food sent up to you. For now, I need to strategize, and figure out how much damage has been done.”
* * *
We followa pair of armored guards to our separate rooms. Apparently, Hades is a stickler for tradition, but I’m not about to spend the night alone without my guys near me. After arguing with the guards, I persuade them to let them stay with me. Tradition be damned.
I take a short, cold shower and scrub the dirt from my skin. My stomach grumbles loudly and I’m grateful to find food waiting for me when I come back out in a white satin robe, hair twisted up in a towel. The guys each take turns getting clean while I stuff my face with a chicken sandwich.
“Come here.” Lukas says, resting against the headboard with enough space between his legs for me to crawl in the middle of them. I lay my back against his chest, and he tucks my ass against him, running his hands up and down my arms. “How are you feeling?”
“Ugh, how about you ask me an easier question. Like what’s the square root of pie, or the location of Atlantis. You know, something manageable.”
He chuckles, taking the towel that’s wrapped around my head and unwinding it. He pulls my wet strands free and runs his long fingers through the tangles. “Graham, throw me the hairbrush.” He demands.
Graham tosses it from across the room, one hand holding a sandwich. Lukas catches it easily and begins to brush my hair. He takes his time, careful not to pull too hard. It’s soothing and mind-numbing. Just what I need. Sloan steps out from the bathroom, towel slung low on his hips. Water drips down his front, clinging to his sparse chest hair. I find myself licking my lips, watching him as he scrounges for some clothes to wear. Thankfully, the room is well stocked with everything we may need, although lacking in modern necessities. They don’t even have electric, and the showers are operated by a pulley system.
Lukas sets down the brush, and slides my still wet hair to the side, exposing my neck. “So much tension.” He remarks, running his thumbs down my taut muscles. I groan, leaning into his touch. Sloan, clothed in a pair of gray sweatpants crawls to the edge of the bed and takes ahold of my feet, rubbing the sore arches with the pads of his thumbs.
Graham looks between his half-eaten sandwich and us, making a pained expression before setting the food down and wiping his hands and mouth with a cloth napkin. He lays next to us and goes to work on my legs.
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.” I mutter, letting them massage every muscle they can get their hands on. Lukas finds a stubborn knot lodged in my shoulder blade and I let out an obscene moan. “Yep. Definitely heaven.”
Graham’s fingers drag along the seam of my robe, pulling at the fabric and exposing my body to them. He trails his hand up my plush stomach, running over my stretch marks and landing on my breasts. He pulls a nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, making a zing of desire jolt in my core.
“Mmf, I’m so tired.” I groan but let them continue to lavish me with their attention.
“Don’t worry. You don’t have to do a thing. Let us fuck you to sleep, baby.” Lukas says, rubbing his hard cock along my back as he works my sore muscles in my shoulders. My body lights up at his words, while Graham teases my opening with two fingers. I’m. drenched and borderline overstimulated having so many hands on me, but I relish the feeling. I feel worshiped. Adored. Cherished.
Lukas moves from behind me. “Graham, help me lift her up.” They push me forward, and I hear Lukas removing his clothing. “Sit her on me.” I look behind me and see Lukas’s pierced cock being worked over in his hands. Graham helps guide me down, coming to kneel between both our legs.
“Such a fucking pretty sight.” He says as Lukas guides his cock into my pussy. Sloan comes up beside us, cock tented in his pants. He frees himself as he watches us begin to move together. Lukas steadies me by wrapping his hand around my front, fingers splayed across my heart. He can feel every erratic beat that they elicit from me. Graham dips down onto his elbows and takes my clit in his mouth as Lukas fucks me from below. He licks the both of us, moving from my pussy to Lukas’s cock and down to his balls. Lukas throws his head back as Graham sucks his sensitive skin into his mouth.
“Ah, shit. I love your mouth on me, Graham.” Lukas groans out, biting down on my neck to stop himself from coming right there.
They work me in a slow and steady rhythm, while Sloan strokes his cock watching us between his heavy-lidded gaze while he bites his lip. I lock eyes with him as he pushes himself to ecstasy. He lets out a steady stream of cum, spilling onto the floor and down his legs with a roar.
“Fuck, the two of you taste so good.” Graham moans, gripping the tops of my thighs before going back in to work his tongue over us. Every thrust from Lukas is pure bliss as his piercings heighten my pleasure, rubbing inside me in the most delicious way. I thread my fingers through Graham’s hair, pulling his head to how I want it.
The pressure builds at the base of my spine, coiling down to my clit and washing over my limbs as my orgasm takes hold of me. The combination of Graham’s tongue and Lukas’s cock working me to my breaking point. I feel a squeeze and watch as I squirt out my release, coating Graham’s face and tongue in my mess. I crawl off Lukas on shaky limbs, feeling the need to collapse. Graham goes to wipe his face, but Lukas stops him by wrapping his hand around Graham’s neck.
“Wait.” He licks his face, trailing his tongue around Graham’s lips before sucking them into his mouth. “I just needed to taste it.” He says, releasing his hold.
Graham’s eyes flash with need. “You better finish what you start, Ledger.” He snatches Lukas’s hand and places it on his rock-hard cock.
I smirk watching the two of them. “You guys are too much.” I grumble, walking over to the bathroom to relieve myself. Not today, UTI.
They laugh, watching me walk away, before I hear Lukas pounce on Graham. I find myself smiling as I look in the mirror at my disheveled appearance. Things might be crashing down all around us, but at least we have each other. I just hope that my sister and our friends are okay.
CHAPTER49
Chapter Forty-Nine
EMMET
