“You gonna come for me one more time, baby?”
He fucks me slow and deep, pressing open-mouthed kisses to my neck and down to my breasts, sucking my nipple into his mouth. I feel that telltale tingle growing in my limbs as he draws yet another orgasm out of me. He then dips down to lick at my neck on the opposite side to Finn’s mating mark.
“I’m so glad to make you mine. Ours,” he growls into my neck, still fucking me slowly. And then as he comes inside me, he bites down on my neck and I feel an explosion of golden light inside me. The golden threads between me and Brogan and Soren thickening until they’re chunky ropes that tie the three of us together.
I flop onto my back, fully spent as Brogan drops down on my one side, pulling me close and wrapping himself around me while Soren tucks himself into my other side and presses kisses to my shoulder.
We lie there for a little while, reveling in the feeling of the mate bond flourishing between us. I can’t stop smiling as I separate myself from my two mates who are both collapsed back on the bed, breathing heavily. I guess I tired them both out.
My grin returns unbidden as I slip into Finn’s shower and let the hot water pour over me. At least, until Finn joins me.
His big body presses up against mine as he tips my chin up so that our mouths meet in a scorching kiss, one I can’t stop smiling into.
“You’re happy, little treasure?”
“So happy.” It feels like someone replaced my insides with fizzing candy and I feel almost manic with it. With joy.
And love.
“Good.”
He proceeds to lift me up so one arm is wrapped around my ass, the other cushioning my back so I don’t have to feel the cold tile of the shower wall as he drills into me, pounding his big, hard cock into me. It’s hot and hard and fast and I love it. Somehow we come together and Finn drops his head to my shoulder, breathing heavily. His eyes meet mine and there’s so much feeling there, so much soft affection inside this man and I just know he’d do anything to keep me safe, protected, happy.
Like traveling between worlds to rescue me, something that shouldn’t be possible.
“I sensed you were hurt and in danger and I lost my mind,” he murmurs into my skin.
“How did you get to the apartment? How did you even find me?”
“The gate.” Another kiss to my neck. “She didn’t like the thought of you being in danger, so she made sure I could find my way to you.”
My eyebrows shoot up. “I didn’t know that was possible.”
He shrugs and smirks down at me. “Nor did I, but I guess she likes you a whole lot.” He presses tiny butterfly kisses right the way down my neck and over my shoulder. “Not as much as I do, though.”
28
Echo
Ikiss my mates goodbye before heading off to pick up Jet on the way to the academy. We’ve been bonded for a couple of days now and that brief moment of contact, as they each press their lips to mine, causes the golden threads of our bonds to swell and pulse.
Soren wanted to come with me, but he had more souls to reap and I need to fetch Wren and Cam to bring them back to the garden. Plus, despite not finding any evidence that Madame orchestrated the whole thing so that she could steal Soren away, I don’t feel the need to dangle him in front of her or to watch her flirting with my mate, so I persuaded him I’d be fine on my own. None of the guys were all that keen on letting me go, considering just a few days ago a guy was stringing me up against the wall and threatening to kill me. It took a lot of kisses and some heavy petting, but eventually they agreed it would be best for me to go alone.
I don’t find Jet at her apartment. After checking the living room and her bedroom and then the bathroom, I can see that she’s nowhere to be found. To begin with, I assume she’s nipped out for coffee or something, but then I notice that her wardrobe door is partially open and her clothes are gone. Then I inspect the shower and see that it’s devoid of bottles or any of the rest of her stuff. The general mess is still here, which I guess is why it takes longer than it should to twig that she’s gone.
There’s so much crap on the kitchen counter. I nearly miss the note she left me.
Tell Madame to shove her favor up her ass.
Love you, sis.
That’s it. It seems that Jet isn’t coming back to the academy with me. She’s staying out on the lam, or whatever it would be classified as since it’s not technically illegal, just against weaver code.
I clean up the mess in the apartment, feeling guilty the whole time since I know I should rush back to Wren and Cam so they can get home, but knowing full well that I’m putting off the inevitable.
Having to tell Madame that Jet is gone.
Thank you very much, dear sister, for leaving that little task for me.
