As his knot swells and strangles Ryker's dick, I feel as if I’m brought to a whole new level of fullness. Every stroke pushes against that special spot inside of me and his pelvis brushes against my clit.
Fuck, they feel so good.
Knox leans forward and nibbles on my mate mark and a sudden flash of heat hits me causing a bout of dizziness to run through me. I’m so blitzed out of my mind, I claw at Knox’s back and pull Ryker closer to me. I don’t know what for but Ineedthem.
I hunger for something only they can give me.
I see the glow of Ryker’s electric blue eyes as he seeks out my own before he claims my mouth. I’m climbing so close to that edge that all I would need is for one of them to speak my name and I would probably combust on the spot. A pinch to one of my nipples and my clit sends me crashing over the edge as a scream gets swallowed up by Ryker's seeking tongue.
Knox and Ryker work in tandem, laying us on our sides on top of our clothes—while we’re still attached—as I ride out my orgasm, but I’m not complaining at all. Ryker continues to fuck my ass and run his hands over my body. Knox pulls my leg up over his hip, giving him more room to fuck me deeper, and not only do I groan but Ryker does as well.
“Fuck, Knox, I swear it’s like you’re fucking me too,” Ryker grunts, and I can’t help but giggle.
My breath catches as I glance up at Knox and see his eyes glowing and his teeth have elongated. He gathers my hair in his hand and not so gently pulls my head to the side to bare my neck to him. Faster than I can track, Knox bites down hard on my mark and I cry out once again, but the pain quickly turns to pleasure. Waves of lust roll over me as electric pulses run down my spine.Must be Ryker’s doing.
Suddenly I sense another set of emotions other than mine. Besides the pleasure coursing through me, territorial instincts of protection and the pure satisfaction of claiming…mealso follows.
What the fuck is going on?
Before I can ask, another wave of pure desire races up my spine and pebbles my nipple to the edge of pain. Knox leans down to draw one up into his mouth.
‘Fuck! I would gladly die right here in this pussy! I still can’t believe I’m so lucky that my Kitten has chosen me…I’m the happiest Shifter in the world. Fuck, I’m so close.’
Holy shit! Is that Knox?
‘Kitten?’
The surprise of hearing Knox in my head has me clamping down hard, and Ryker grabs my waist strong enough that I know I'll have bruises later as he comes with a roar. Lust pulsates out of him and sends both Knox and me coming with a force of our own. I feel their hot ropes of cum fill up both holes as they pump into me and I hold on for dear life.
Slick with sweat and panting, my body goes limp as I try to catch my breath.
“Fuck!” Ryker murmurs, kissing my head.
“Yeah,” I agree.
“Well, I guess I’ll leave you guys to enjoy your time,” he chuckles and starts to roll away.
“Hey,” I yelp, being pulled in two directions I can’t escape. “What the hell?”
“Aww shit,” Ryker says, leaning up on an elbow to look over my shoulder to meet my eyes.
“What?” Knox growls out.
“Umm. You won’t believe this, but since you’re knotted. I’m stuck,” he admits.
Well, I guess it’s a good thing I’ll be super horny for the next few hours. I just might not be able to walk afterward.
Waking up in the dreamscape, I find myself in a room I’ve never been in before. A bare bulb hangs down from the ceiling swinging gently. As I glance around, I notice it’s more sterile than what I’ve seen before. Bloody instruments lay out on trays and I see blood splattered along the floor.
Before I can get a good look, the room shifts to another area that I know all too well. It’s the last room I saw Lynx in, lying on the bed with a symbol being carved into his chest and him screaming from the pain. Glancing around, I find dried blood on the floor and the unlit candles, but that’s all. He’s gone, no longer here.
Where the hell could they have taken Lynx?
The room shifts and I’m staring at a white altar where fresh blood is dripping off the sides and at the bottom is an open spell book. Walking over, I see a spell for soul harvesting. I gasp, grabbing at my chest. Does this mean they’re taking souls? Whose souls are they taking? Have they taken Lynx’s soul?! For what purpose?
The room shifts once more and I’m back in the room where I last saw Ly—
My entire body seizes up as a sharp pain stabs me in the chest, blinding my sight. The force releases me just as the pain subsides. What was his name again? I hit a bout of brain fog as I hear a noise outside the door before it opens. I scramble back, trying not to be seen as a cloaked figure drags in a person with his head hanging against his chest, his whole body limp. He throws him onto a makeshift mattress before walking out and the lock clicks back into place.
