"I don't want to rescue him." Fawn's voice came out broken. "I want him to die a slow agonizing death."
"He will pay for this," Silas assured her, shaking his head. "I'm going to scour the rest of the shop and see if I can find anything useful, but, Fawn, he's not getting away with this. I'm going to tell Emperor Lloyd everything, and if he's not punished accordingly, then I will cut all ties with the empire and punish him myself," Silas vowed, stalking out of the room.
"I'll go with him, but Silas is right. Matthieu's not getting away with this, love," Bastian murmured before following Silas out of the room.
Aimon moved closer to her, cupping her face and softly kissing her lips. "It's going to be okay, bug. You have your pendant your mom gave you and that painting back. I'm going to go look with Silas and Bastian to make sure he doesn't have anything else of yours."
"Thank you, Aimon." Her voice cracked.
My heart bled seeing her in such disarray.
Aimon shut the door softly behind him, and the room stayed silent as Casper and I glanced from Matthieu's shrine back to her.
That disgusting mage had no hold over Fawn. She was our goddess, and we needed to make sure that she knew she had autonomy after that creep tried to worship her without her consent.
Casper and I nodded to each other before we moved together, encircling her within our arms for comfort.
"Goddess..." My fingers glided over her body soothingly.
"How are you feeling? How can we help?" Casper's voice broke.
"I feel violated." Her voice wavered, and her body trembled between us. "I'm angry. Bless, I'm so angry, and I hate that he thought he could have any part of me, including my precious belongings."
"How can we make it better?" I murmured. "Aside from putting his head on a spike, though, of course we will be doing that."
"I..." She bit her lip slightly, and a small ripple of desire snaked through the bond. "I want to take back my power from him."
Casper slowly slipped her robe off, letting it hit the stone floor. "Matthieu has absolutely no right to have anything of yours." He leaned down and bit her shoulder, making her mewl cutely.
"No. He doesn't," she gasped.
"But we have every right to soil his disgusting room holding your shrine by fucking you on his bed," I snarled, nipping her bottom lip before pulling away to watch her expression.
"Yes." She glanced at his made bed and the shrine. "I need both of you to take me like I'm yours."
"You are ours," Casper and I growled together.
We moved Fawn closer to the bed and watched her eyes gleam with desire. She wanted us, and she wanted us now. Whether it was to spite Matthieu or not, she wanted us to claim her.
"I'myours," she moaned, flicking her wrist and tearing all of our clothes off with one sweep of wind magic."Please prove that to me."
"She's ours, but fuck, Jasper, please let me have her first." Casper pushed me back gently with a wisp of light magic as he climbed onto the bed, guiding Fawn on top of him.
"Make her come so I can make her come harder." I watched as his light wisps bound her hands behind her back and her body lowered onto his hard cock.
Her head tilted back in ecstasy as she took all of him. "Oh, bless, Cas!"
He growled in response, thrusting up into her. "Fucking spirits, sunshine. You're soaking me. How do you want it?"
"Hard and fast," she whimpered, rocking herself on his cock. "Make me feel you long after we're done."
"Stay put." His hands gripped her hips as he kept the rhythm, faster and faster, until his light wisps began to spark brighter.
I moved to the side of the bed and watched the way her breasts bounced with every thrust. Spirits, she was so beautiful.
"Ah,Cas!" she cried out as the pleasure of her orgasm coursed through the bonds, sending more blood to my already hard dick.
"I know, sunshine, I know," he moaned and poured himself into her with a couple of jerky thrusts upward. His wisps faded, and her arms fell forward.
