“Compassionate? When have I not been compassionate?” I turned to look at him.
His red eyes flickered with contemplation.
“Do you remember class?” Rowan asked, stepping forward.
Rhett's tail flicked back and forth, and his horns emerged from his skull. “There's already talk on campus about what you said and how you fought for the hierarchy being abolished.”
“The hierarchy is just an excuse for the higher supernaturals to bully the lower,” I said breathlessly.
“Yes, but you've never been so outspoken about it before,” Rhett explained.
I nodded, tightening my arms around Damien’s neck as I dropped the shadow. “Yeah, you're right. It must be the dark—“
Fangs pierced into my neck, and Alister’s venom flooded me, cutting off my train of thought.
Damien's telekinesis tore their clothes until they were all bare.
“Are you sure you want this right now, Wren?” Rowan asked, grabbing my chin and making me look at him.
“There's not really a time when I don't want you guys. You are my mates, and I think I need you now to keep me grounded,” I told him as warmth swirled in my belly at the thought of them.
They made a humming noise of approval.
“Okay.” The corners of his mouth turned up.
I wanted to claim all of them in any way I could.
Damien's shadows snaked around us, and we ended up in Rowan’s bed.
“Little warning next time,” Rhett muttered, shifting his naked body up as Alister re-clamped his mouth over my neck and continued to suck the blood from my system.
“Is that safe for you to do?” I murmured, pleasure buzzing through me and wetting my thighs from their scents around me in the bed.
Alister growled, not removing his fangs from my neck.
“He already tried to extract the dark magic from you. I don't think it's going to affect him. And if it does, we'll deal with it then.” Rhett’s finger trailed down my arm on the other side of my body.
Damien chuckled, his shadows slipping over my breasts slowly. “As if he’d say no to indulging in her blood.”
“She’s our weakness.” Rowan hummed, the fire in his gaze burning me as he raked it across my body.
“I’m sorry I ran out on you in the class.” I slurred my words, his venom making me woozy in the best kind of way.
Alister pulled his fangs out and lapped at the wound. “I don't feel any different.”
“Good.” I turned and kissed him deeply, a metallic taste coating my tongue as it slid over his.
I broke the kiss and shifted forward and gripped Rowan's shoulders, pushing him on the bed and straddling his waist. His erection slipped between my legs, and Alister hissed.
“Don’t know how you manage that, sweet ruby.”
“Right, it’s fucking huge,” Damien muttered as he stroked himself.
My shadow darted out and wrapped tight around Damien's neck again, and I grabbed Rowan’s heated shaft and slowly pushed myself down on it, adjusting to his girth until he was seated fully inside of me.
“Good girl,” Rhett rasped, his pheromones slipping over my body, making my need for them palpable in the bonds.
Damien's eyes flashed silver, taking out all the discomfort from Rowan’s size, leaving only the pleasure.
