“Yeah,” I murmured and laid my cheek on the polished wood of the table. “That feels good.”
Keltyr worked himself slowly in and out of me while Rath and Xae moved around the sides of the small table, their hands stroking my back and kneading my ass. Pleasure shot through me and my erection bucked against the bottom of the table.
Rath's hands went into my hair as he bent over to kiss my cheek. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I said.
But then Kel was speeding up, his thrusts driving ecstasy up my back and sending me jerking forward. I grabbed the edge of the table and lifted my head to stop my cheek from sliding against the wood.
And came face-to-face, or face-to-head rather, with Rath's cock.
Groaning, I opened my mouth. The slightly salty taste of male flesh burst over my tongue, and I closed my eyes as my body was overwhelmed with sensation. The slick pressure inside my channel, hitting wonderful spots; the hard flesh in my mouth, stroking my tongue; and hands everywhere.
Rath took my face in his hands and began to thrust faster. The wet sounds it made were the perfect accompaniment to the slap of Kel's flesh against mine. Xae pulled my ass cheeks apart, probably to enjoy the view as he waited. No, hold on. Xae was standing beside Rath, enjoying a different view. And Keltyr's hands were busy—one on my outer thigh and the other working my cock. So who was behind me with Kel?
A rush of confusion, then panic surged through me. I tried to pull away from Rath, but he was coming, locked up against me. I swallowed to keep from gagging. When he finally pulled out, I only had enough time to gasp before Xae was thrusting into my mouth. And then Keltyr locked up against me and groaned through his climax.
My whole body shuddering, I focused on the feel of Kel's hands falling away and then his cock slipping free of me. I could feel his cum inside me. A small fullness left behind. But then a greater fullness took its place. Both Rath and Kel were spent. Who was sliding into me? He was bigger than Kel, stretching me.
I groaned around Xae's cock as the other thick shaft filled my channel. It slid deep with the first thrust, then churned as if making some room for itself. Strong hands gripped my ass, massaging my cheeks, spreading and pushing them together. My cock ached, tapping the table, and I pushed at Xae's hips, wanting to look back, needing to see who else was inside me. Xaedren growled and kept fucking my mouth, his cock going down my throat.
What was happening?!
“Do you like having a wolf in your mouth and a dragon in your ass, Ember?” Xae drawled.
A dragon? Was it Taroc? Had my men made the decision for me and invited Taroc into our bed? No, they wouldn't. But who else could it be? I moaned around Xae's flesh and pushed at him again. He only grabbed my head and slowed his pace, stroking my tongue with his dick.
“He's so tight,” Taroc groaned. “Even after getting fucked.”
“Wait until he squeezes you,” Kel said. Then he slapped my ass. “Go on, sweetheart. Give him a squeeze.”
Oh, Goddess. Taroc was fucking me. He was inside me. Why wasn't the bonding magic rising? What was happening? Emotion rolled through me. Fear, pleasure, excitement, and then more fear. What if the magic . . . wait. We were bonded already. I felt it. I felt a connection stretching between Taroc and me. And so many more.
Taroc sped up and slapped my ass harder than Kel had. “Squeeze my cock, Ember. Do it!”
I squeezed Taroc with my channel, and he groaned, his hips slamming against me. Then he bent over me, his hard, huge body pressing me into the table. Xae suddenly locked up against my mouth, and I was swallowing again. Once, twice, and then Xae slipped out of my mouth, affectionately tapping my cheek.
I panted roughly and glanced over my shoulder to see Taroc, his expression one of bliss. One of his hands pressed to the table beside me, caging me in. It felt right. Inevitable. He was a part of me. Joined. His heart entwined with mine. Our souls merged. There was no me left.
What? No. No, I don't want this! I don't want to lose myself!
I bucked, but Taroc held me down. “Get off me!” I shouted.
“Shh,” Taroc said, then groaned. His cock drove deeper. “I'm almost there. Do your duty, Ember.”
“My duty? What the fuck? Get the fuck off me! Xae, help me! Rath! Kel!”
“Relax,” Xae said, stroking my hair.
“I think he needs another cock in his mouth,” Rath said casually. “Jathalion.”
“What?!” I shrieked.
Suddenly Jathalion stood before me. He was naked and magnificent. His wings spread wide, pushing Rath and Xae away. The black feathers caught the light and glinted a vicious green. Fury filled his face, but his cock still stood rigid. Jathalion grabbed it and shoved it at me. I wanted to close my mouth. Bite down. But I couldn't. My mouth opened for him, and I even groaned as he slid into me. I stared up at him, meeting his burning green stare. Urging some kindness from him. None came.
“This is what you are meant to be,” Jathalion said. “Our whore. So take my cock like a good whore.” He pinched my nose shut and thrust deep.
Drawing in breath around him was impossible. My eyes went wide, and I pushed at him. Slapped at him. Jathalion released my nose right before I passed out. I breathed in, desperate for air. Jathalion kept pumping, and so did Taroc. I looked up to see Taroc and Jathalion kissing above me. What the fuck?!
