“I love how you think.” Damien’s smile grew sharp as his shadows jerked me from the X-position in the air and onto the ground roughly.
Pain radiated through my knees and hands as I was thrown onto the forest floor. The shadows bound my legs, spreading my thighs open, straining the muscles, enough for Lachlan and Damien to get a full view of the mess Damien and I had made.
The warm breeze hit the fluids dripping from between my thighs, making me shiver.
Any other time, being on display like this may have made me shy, but right now, I felt empowered. Andso, soneedy.
Another shadow wrapped around my waist, arching my back, pushing my face into the ground and binding my wrists to the ground next to my head.
“Seeing you tied up like this does things to me, tiny fox.” Lachlan dropped behind me and shoved into me, clasping my hips hard against him.
That first thrust knocked the breath out of me. His strokes started out slow, sure, and possessive. Each one sent me reeling as pleasure wracked my body.
“Oh, fuck. I’m getting hard again,” Damien muttered, but I couldn’t see him.
The only thing I could see were stars on the back of my eyelids.
Lachlan pumped harder, sounds of wetness hitting my ears, echoing through the trees. The friction was incredible.
My pheromones wrapped around him, coaxing him towards his release as he fucked me.
I didn’t say that word as a verb very often, only when Damien had urged me to. But there wasn’t another word that came to mind for what Lachlan was doing to me.
My body shook as heat streaked through me until I screamed. It was near painful before I finally released the orgasm, and tears streamed down my face as I came.
“That was the prettiest orgasm I’ve seen. You’re such a good girl, little bird. Isn’t she a good girl?” Damien asked Lachlan.
“Best fucking mate ever,” Lachlan agreed, pulling out as Damien released his shadows’ hold.
Before I could collapse, Lachlan pulled me into his chest, and Damien dropped to his knees to kiss me.
I was sandwiched between the two as they held me up.
“You do know we still have to go to spy, right?” Damien reminded me with a delightful chuckle.
Our magics were buzzing with the fuel from our pleasure, and I nodded deliriously.
Lachlan gripped my wrist and held it up as Damien traced the small amount of dark magic on my wrist.
“Maybe sex with your mates really does fight against the dark magic.”
“It does. Why do you think I’ve been begging for it so much lately? It keeps me grounded. Plus, I love you both, and I want to show you how much I do.”
“What about me?”
Disgust shot down my spine at the sound of Grayson’s voice, and my nose wrinkled at the heavy scent of sulfur.
Damien and Lachlan growled, pushing me tighter between them to cover my naked body, but I just stared at Grayson's dull blue eyes that were glazed over, almost like he was reanimated, but he definitely wasn't.
His nearness caused the dark magic inside of me to recognize the dark magic inside him. It wasn't painful like the rejected bond, but itdidfeel like a type of bond.
“Have you accepted the dark magic yet?”
“No, I didn't.”
“Yes, you did.” He stepped forward. “And the show you three put on only made me want to speed up your infection faster.”
A snarl ripped from my throat as I bared my teeth. “Don't come any closer.”
