This man, this incredible man, proceeds to make love to me like he’s crazed. He’s an absolute animal. His grip tight. His thrusts fast and hard. Desire builds and builds inside of me until my toes curl, and I can’t hold back any longer. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and I’m crying out, riding him back, harder and harder as my orgasm rolls through me.
Tingling and spent, he continues to thrust into me. I almost ask him to stop. I’m too sensitive. Every nerve in my body raw, but I don’t, and before too much longer, I feel my arousal building again.
“Ashton?” I gasp.
He keeps plowing into me. “It’s okay, little one. You can take it. We’re going to come together this time.”
So, I keep riding him, my hands clawing into his shoulders. I throw my body back, but he holds onto me tight, driving in harder and faster, harder and faster, until, at last, I’m coming again. And then, he’s coming too, his cum sliding into my body. Hot and sticky, and the knowledge turns me on.
We keep going, long past the end of my orgasm. Long past him finishing. And then, I collapse against him, breathing hard.
“Th-that,” he begins, then shakes his head. “That was unbelievable.”
I’m still breathing hard. “Are you sure? I know you’re… experienced.”
He pulls back from me and gives me a grin that tugs at my heart. “I’m sure. So sure I think we should repeat that. All the time. Every day.”
Holding me close, he kisses my neck. “You have no idea how happy you make me.”
I smile. “I don’t even know if I knew what it was to be happy before the four of you.”
Then, I realize where we are, and my cheeks heat. “Someone could see us here.”
“Nah.”
I punch his shoulder lightly. “They absolutely could.”
He sighs, pulls out of me, fixes my underwear, and pulls me down from the edge. Then, he puts himself away, and adjusts his pants. “I like knowing you’re going to smell like me all day.”
I blush. “Really?”
His voice drops lower. “Really.”
But then the sound of someone clearing their throat startles us apart. I whip around to see a servant standing at the entrance to the balcony, her face carefully blank. “Dinner is served,” she says, her tone polite but clipped, making me wonder how much she saw.
Ashton chuckles under his breath, taking my hand in his. “Come on, little human. Let’s not keep the others waiting.”
His grip remains warm and reassuring around my hand as we move through the winding halls. A strange ache settles deep inside me, my body still hyperaware in ways I don’t know how to handle. Everything feels… changed. Sharper. Fuller. Like something inside me has finally settled into place.
I’ve been with each of them now.The realization comes quietly, but it lands deep.Cassius. Sylvian. Oberon. Ashton.Each of them so different. Each moment its own kind of overwhelming. And yet, somehow, none of it feels fragmented.
It feels whole. Complete in a way I don’t have the words for.
My fingers tighten slightly in his, and I let out a slow breath, my gaze drifting ahead as we turn another corner. I don’t know what happens after this. When the storm breaks. When the labyrinth lets us go, if it lets us go, I don’t know what we’ll be outside of this place. If this… can even exist anywhere else.
But I know this. I’ll never forget it. Never forget how they made me feel. How we found each other in the middle of something meant to break us.
How, somehow, it didn’t.
It brought us together instead.
A small, almost private smile touches my lips before I can stop it. No matter what happens next, this time is mine. Ours. And I’ll carry it with me, always.
By the time we reach the dining hall, the storm outside feels distant, muted by stone and warmth and everything still lingering inside me. The others are already seated, their voices low as they wait.
The three men glance up at me, and there’s gazes are full of love and softness. And I feel it again. That quiet sense of belonging.
Like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
