“Eris,” she whispered, and my name on her lips was almost my undoing.
I couldn’t breathe as Jupiter leaned in, the air between us charged with electricity. My control—what little remained—shattered completely when her lips finally touched mine.
The kiss was tentative at first. I answered by pulling her closer, one hand cupping the back of her neck. I growled against her mouth, deepening the kiss as she shifted on my lap.
In a heartbeat, she moved to straddle my hips, her thighs spreading wide as she settled against me. The towel I’d hastily wrapped around myself came undone, and my cock sprang free between us, hard and aching, glistening already. Jupiter broke the kiss just long enough to look down, her eyes widening slightly before darkening with hunger.
“Fuck,” I whispered, suddenly realizing she wasn’t wearing anything beneath Percy’s oversized shirt. The hot, slick heat of her bare pussy pressed directly against my length, and I nearly lost my mind.
Her hands found their way into my still-damp hair, fingers raking through the copper strands as she pulled me back to her mouth. This time when she kissed me, her tongue traced the seam of my lips, demanding entry I eagerly granted.
“I want to feel you fill me up,” she whispered against my mouth, her voice a ragged plea that sent fire racing through my veins. “Please, Eris.”
My cock twitched violently at her words, harder than I’d ever been in my fucking life. She began to swivel her hips in slow, torturous circles, grinding her wet pussy along my pulsing length. The sensation was maddening—so close to what I needed but not quite there.
“Christ, lass,” I moaned as she continued her slow movements. Each roll of her hips spread her slickness along my shaft, her clit catching against the sensitive ridge beneath my head.
I could feel her pleasure, a current that amplified my own until I wasn’t sure where she ended and I began. She was breathing hard, little gasps and moans falling from her lips that I captured with my mouth, swallowing them as if they were air and I was drowning.
The scent of her arousal filled my nose—sweet and musky and perfect—mixing with the lingering fragrance of my soap and Percy’s fading claim on her. Something primitive inside me roared at that, demanding I mark her as mine, too.
I grabbed her ass in both palms, kneading the soft flesh as I lifted her just enough for my cock to slip inside of her. She was so wet that I slid inside with one smooth thrust, burying myself to the hilt.
“Oh god,” she gasped against my mouth, her inner walls clenching around me like a vise.
Then Jupiter started to fuck me, and all coherent thought fled my mind.
She rode me fast and hard, her hips rising and falling smoothly, but enough to have me moaning. Her hands braced against my shoulders, nails digging into my skin hard enough to leave crescent-shaped marks I’d wear proudly for days.
“Fuck, just like that,” I growled, gripping her hips tightly as she worked herself on my cock. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby.”
I could feel her every sensation, the stretch of her walls around my girth, the delicious friction as I hit that perfect spot inside her with each thrust. Suddenly, I knew this woman would ruin me for anyone else.
I pushed the shirt up her body, needing to see all of her. She raised her arms, letting me pull it off completely and toss it aside. The sight of her naked body moving above me was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Her full breasts bounced, nipples hard and begging for attention I eagerly gave, capturing one between my lips and sucking hard.
“Eris,” she moaned, back arching as she pressed deeper into my mouth. “Don’t fucking stop…”
I had no intention of stopping. I would have stayed buried inside her until the world ended if I could. My hands roamed her body possessively, mapping every curve, every dip, committing it all to memory.
She was close, I could feel it, the building tension, the tightening of her muscles. Her movements became more frantic, chasing her release. I slid one hand between our bodies, thumb finding her clit and rubbing tight circles against the sensitive bud.
“Come for me, lass,” I commanded. “I want to feel you shake…”
Her rhythm faltered as her orgasm hit, her inner walls clamping down on my cock with such force that I nearly followed her over the edge. She cried out my name, head thrown back, body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed through her.
I felt the others stirring, awakened by the surge of Jupiter’s climax rippling through our connection. I could feel Aiden coming as he groaned into his pillow. Draco followed shortly after mid-cold shower, and Percy lay there in his bed, staring at the door cock in his hand.
It wouldn’t always be like this. Eventually we’d be able to separate our individual bonds and our shared ones, but everything was too new, too heightened to block out.
I didn’t care. At this moment, Jupiter was mine. Mine to pleasure, mine to hold.
As she collapsed against my chest, still trembling, I wrapped my arms around her and stood. She made a small sound of surprise, legs instinctively locking around my waist as I carried her to my bedroom, still buried deep inside her.
I kicked the door shut behind us and laid her on my bed, following her down without breaking our connection. I needed more. I needed to claim her completely.
“My turn,” I growled, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her with enough force to make the headboard hit the wall.
Jupiter’s eyes went wide, her mouth falling open in a silent cry of pleasure as I set a punishing pace. I hooked her legs over my shoulders, the new angle allowing me to hit even deeper inside her.
