I moaned as Jesper moved, and I bounced between their cocks, taking them both deep as we hit a rhythm that accommodated them both.
I writhed and moaned as they took me, Koa’s blue flames moving over the line of my spine.
Our matebond flared with sexual energy before erotic oblivion gripped the three of us, and the matebond exploded, pushing all three of us to our orgasms.
Koa came down my throat as Jesper spilled inside of me, my muscles clenching as I came with them.
As Koa pulled out, he fell back off the bed, his head whacking the corner of the nightstand. A burst of blue-white flames flared at the edge of my vision.
“Koa?”Jesper pulled out.
Drecken’s magic cleaned us up. “As surprising as it is, he’s really not cursed.”
Koa reincarnated, his dead body erupting into phoenix fire before his physical form collapsed back onto the bed.
“What the fuck just happened?” Slater asked, a frown creasing his face.
Koa covered his face with his hands.“I’m so sorry.”
“At least you didn’t die when you were inside of me this time,” I sighed.
Slater and Zuko burst out laughing.
“I’m sorry,what?”Dimitri choked.
Exhaustion settled into my bones as I yawned. “It’s fine. Can we sleep?”
“Of course.” Drecken’s magic struck again, and we were all wrapped up in bed together, with me in the center.
I fell asleep instantly with all of them draped around me, and for a few minutes, I didn’t dream.
But then, the nightmare came.
I was standingon my porch.
The stone under my feet was familiar, and of course, so was this scene.
Darian stood in front of me with rage flaring in his ice-blue eyes. “Why didn’t you answer my calls? Who were you with?”
I crossed my arms. “My family.You’re being paranoid again. I don’t want to do this with you anymore, Darian. I don’t trust you.”
His face twisted. “You don’t mean that.”
“I do,” I insisted.
“I can prove that you don’t,” he snarled, grabbing my shoulders and shoving me back against the siding. His mouth crashed against mine, hard and unwanted.
Revulsion surged through me as bile seared up my throat. I shoved at his chest, but in the nightmare, he was heavier, stronger than he had been in real life. His ice already crept along my wrists.
Over his shoulder, something moved. A man-shaped shadow lingered at the edge of the porch light. It was the drude.
He watched me struggle against Darian as if it were a show.
Rage flared so hot it burned through the old panic of how I felt in this memory.
“Get off me,” I hissed against his lips.
Darian laughed, pressing closer.
