Looking up, I see pools of forever staring down at me. Gideon’s gruff features question my face, one eyebrow cocked.
Another tormenting flick comes from my clit. Aching, pleasure-filled lightning bolts shoot through my abdomen, making my inner walls clench down on Rivern’s cock harder with every flick. “Rivernnnn—” I moan, my eyes closing before pinging back open.
A scent fills my lungs, musky spice and sandalwood.I want to taste.Gideon has not moved from the side of the bed. My eyes wander down his exceptionally broad and muscular torso until they find what I couldn’t keep my eyes off before—his cock.
I’ve heard stories of the warden shifters’ cocks. Idle whispers. The old servants within the temple loved to gossip. There were all sorts of tales of how they had monster cocks that would tear women apart.
Seeing one now in the flesh, it is massive—intimidating, even. The head drips liquid onto the sheets below, begging me to lick and taste, though what I find at the base is truly alarming—the knot.
Another rumour that passed through the servant gossip chain was how the warden shifters grew enormous bulbs they called knots at the base of their cocks when they were aroused, and no woman had ever had one inside them. No matter how much they begged, the shifters never fully seated themselves within a female.
I used to laugh at the old women under my breath. Surely, the stories were pure gossip—entertainment for their hungry minds in our monotonous world. Turns out, I was wrong.
So wrong.
Here I lie, staring at a bulge on the base of Gideon’s cock that is nearly double the size of his very extensive girth. I have to blink a few times to understand that what I see is reality.
“Taste him, love.” Rivern’s voice is playful.
Not one to back down from a challenge, even though I’m frozen at the size of his considerable cock, I tentatively reach my hand out towards Gideon’s body. He’s not close enough, so I motion for him to move onto the bed.
The natural-hued sheets glide under him as he follows my instructions, climbing onto the plush comfort of our wide, circular mattress. Moving closer on his knees, my hand brushes against Gideon’s taut thigh.
I still, electricity coursing through my limbs at the sudden touch, my eyes finding his. Rivern pulls back.My legs fall from his side. I’m about to protest the move, but he reads my intentions before I speak them.“I’m just giving you better access, love.”Seeing him now kneeling between my legs, still very much firmly seated within me, my panic loosens.
My body, my heart, my damned soul does not want Rivern moving from my body anytime soon.
“It’s the bonding tethers,” a gruff voice says from my side.
Eyes wide, I notice Gideon looking up and down my body. “What bonding tethers?” I ask.
My hand holds onto his thigh, my nails digging in, feeling his heat under my skin. A strangled purring comes from his throat at my touch, his cock jumping towards me. “When you are God-bonded, as you both are, once you connect bodies, you will not be able to separate until the female is satisfactorily seeded.”
I blanch. “What?”
Rivern holds back my inner thighs, saying at the same time, “Fine with me.”
My eyes roll over to him. “Did you not hear the part where he said, ‘satisfactorily seeded’? What am I, some crop to be farmed?”
That gives both males pause to laugh. I shoot my free hand out to slap at Rivern’s firm chest. He stops laughing, instead quirking a brow at me and punching his cock deep inside.
“Argh, stop that, you tyrant.” He doesn’t stop, my wetness and pleasure growing while he moves back and forth with his hips, rocking me to new heights. His hands spread my thighs unbelievably wide, his fingers kneading my flesh.
The head of his cock has magically found some new, exotic place inside me that makes me see stars. A place I didn’t know could ever exist. I’m a panting mess under him.
Rivern doesn’t stop pushing inside me. His golden lines glisten. He pounds until I break, wetness gushing down my thighs, my breath coming in short and sharp.Goddess, how did he do that?My mind is a pleasured haze.
He just utterly changed the conversation.
Clenching my walls hard around him on another orgasm aftershock, Rivern once again spills himself inside me,gruntinghis pleasure. “Mmmm, this seeding business is fun,” he says, a lazy grin finding me.
I shake my head. “Fine. I know of some herbs I can take, so you can seed me all you like without consequences.”
Flaming violet eyes stare down at me, pain lacerating them at my words. His hurt finds me instantly. The rejection of our young. Rejection of him.Fuck, I didn’t mean that.
“Come here,” I say softly. The fae prince brooding before me. “Come on,” I encourage. That’s all the motivation he needs to lie himself over my naked body.
I have not forgotten the wolf beside me, continuing to dig my nails further into his skin to make him stay put.I’m not finished with him yet.
