“I’m never letting you out of my sight again, flower,” he confesses, and I stare deeply into his blue and purple gaze and agree, “Never.”
“You’re ours,” he declares, and I pant out an “always” as I lean over and grip his hard cock and lick it from base to tip, like he did me.
He groans, and I waste no time wrapping my lips around his head and pulling him deep into my throat. It takes a minute to get the rhythm of fucking Zeph and sucking on Treno at the same time, but I get there, and their answering groans to my moans spur me on.
I swallow Treno down and take him as deep as I can go, and then I go still when I feel Ryn caress down my back and then slap my ass hard. I gasp and quickly pull off Treno so I don’t choke. I look behind me with a playful glare.
“She likes it—she’s clamped down on me so hard I’m trying not to come.”
Ryn laughs as I turn my glare to Zeph, but he just reaches up and palms my breasts as Ryn slowly works himself into my ass. I’m getting the distinct impression that group sex amongst Gryphons is not as taboo as it is amongst humans. None of them seem squeamish at all about sharing or seeing each other. In fact, they all work really well together in a very complementary way I did not see coming.
I wonder how many threesomes and foursomes these guys have been to, but I immediately dismiss that thought. I don’t need to know the details, I just need to reap the benefits.
Ryn grunts as his hips push against my ass cheeks, and I suck Treno back into my mouth and wing five Pigeon for my amazing sexual prowess. Zeph and Ryn both start to fuck me at the same time. And then Treno threads his fingers through my hair and starts to fuck my mouth. I float on a cloud of bliss as each of my mates thrusts in and out of me, our bodies singing with pleasure as they slap together at different harmonious rhythms, our moans filling the room with heat and passion.
We fuck and stake our claim on each other, branding our bonds and renewing the intimacy of our connections. Vulnerability and strength, commitment and love, wrap around us as we all take what we need from each other while also giving all that we have.
I don’t know how they’re here, but the why has never been so clear. We were meant for each other, and this moment seals our bond forever.
Treno stills deep down my throat, the first to find his release. I swallow him down as he grinds against my mouth, and then I pull back and lick him clean, savoring his desire. He falls back on the bed on his back, and Ryn and Zeph hold nothing back as they both set an explosive pace. They feel so fucking good, and I know I’m seconds away from another orgasm that knocks through me while shouting, “Say my name, bitch” at me.
“Yes,” I pant as I get closer, and Ryn buries himself deep in my ass and grunts out his release. Zeph pauses for a moment as his friend rides out his orgasm and nips at my back, and then Ryn is pulling out and collapsing onto the other side of the bed, a blissed out smile on his face.
I chuckle and then squeal as Zeph flips me over onto my back and sucks on my nipples as he starts a slow rhythm once again. I groan and spread even wider for him; he knows what I want, but he’s going to toy with me. I can see it in his eyes. He splays a strong hand at the small of my back and tilts my hips up as he picks up his pace.
“Mmmm, that’s a sweet spot, isn’t it, little sparrow?” he purrs, and I cry out in answer.
“Are you mine, Falon?” he asks me as he starts to move even faster, and the lack of my nickname on his lips gives me pause.
I stare up into his golden honey eyes and, without doubt or hesitation, answer, “I’m yours, Zeph, and I always will be.”
He smiles, and it shatters my heart into a million pieces and then puts it back together, it’s so stunning.
“Good,” he tells me. “Now scream my name,” he orders.
It’s my turn to smile now, because there’s my asshole. “Make me,” I growl in challenge, and then he does.
He fucks me so hard and mercilessly, exactly how he knows I love it, and I have no choice but to scream his name.
And then I scream Treno’s and Ryn’s too for good measure, because no motherfucker should be allowed to bethatcocky. I smile at that thought, and my heart warms with affection. I have to keep him grounded.
* * *
“What do you mean, you just couldn’t see us anymore?” I ask Wekun, reaching for my coffee that’s just a little too far for me to get.
Zeph snags it off the table, takes a sip, and then hands it to me. I glare at him for the sip and then offer my lips for a peck for handing it to me. He chuckles deeply and gives me my peck but tries to steal my mug again. I hold it away, and he pretends like it’s out of reach even though we know his wingspan is like the size of my living room.
“Exactly that. I was helping portal gryphons and supplies back to the Amaranthine Mountains when all of a sudden you were gone. And not just you, your whole Sept. I immediately panicked and portalled home to double-check that something hadn’t happened to the threads, but I couldn’t see them there either,” Wekun tells me, clearly distraught.
I sip my coffee and lean back against Treno’s chest in thought. The guys have stayed true to their word, they haven’t even put me down, let alone let me out of their sight. We’ve reached a very comfortable “pee in front of each other” level in our relationship, but you won’t see me complaining. Even Pigeon worked out some gryphon sexual tension last night. I’m pretty sure Ryn’s gryphon is a little traumatized, but Pidge assures me he’ll be begging for more in no time.
“Ididspeak with Getta in Tierit, and she mentioned that she has seen it happen to a Bond Weaver in the past and that it occurred because the threads directly affected that Bond Weaver. That’s when I returned to the other world to figure out what could have made them blink out in the first place and discovered that you were missing.”
“We looked everywhere for you. We were certain that maybe the Ouphe took you or a group of Gryphons acted out. We knew you were alive because we were, but there were no leads, and we spent months chasing our tails,” Ryn tells me.
I ache at the thought of what it must have been like to wake up and find out I was just gone. Treno must feel my distress, because he starts to rub soothing circles on my thigh.
“It was Zeph who brought up that maybe you weren’t in their world anymore,” Wekun adds.
