Page 59 of All Hallows Fate

“So pretty,” I murmured, kissing a constellation of freckles on his cheek. “You’re stunning when you come for us.”

Madde wasn’t the only one who groaned. Miz did, too. And three matching streams of lust hit me from Tor, Death, and Pain. Madde’s eyes fluttered, lashes casting shadows over the hollows of his undereye, his smile soft and small and… at peace. It squeezed my heart, to think Violence nearly stole this from us. What if I’d never recovered my memories? What if I’d been a stranger to them my whole life?

“The castle isn’t structurally sound,” Tor said, watching us with a dark hunger that made me crave him closer. “We won’t make it to a bedroom.”

I glanced over his shoulder at the castle steps. Wide enough to be spread out across, and the stone slabs were still in one piece.

Tor grinned, wicked. “Love the way you think, beautiful. Get your sexy self spread out over those steps. I need you dripping on my tongue.”

When I hesitated, my heart pounding, my entire body hot, he ordered, “Now, Cat.”

Heat doused my entire body as I rushed to obey him.

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Torment

Iwould never take it for granted. The breath that caught in my wife’s throat. The heat that spread down her body as I ate her pussy with a desperate intensity that only a man who’d almost lost the woman he loved could. She was here, fierce with life, and she remembered me, remembered all of us.

“Tor,” she pleaded as I brought her right to the edge before pulling away, scattering kisses up and down her inner thighs, letting her writhe under me, hips stuttering.

“You’re being mean,” Madde told me, laying across the step above Cat so he could lean down and kiss her neck, as if that didn’t drive her to a fever point. As if her whines didn’t become more pleading. “Tor, make her cum. I want to watch her eyes roll back.”

“You really are a brat,” I muttered, glaring up at him. “You think you can always get what you want?”

“Duh. ‘Cause I’m cute.”

I brushed a kiss to Cat’s swollen clit and drew back to reply. Her hands shot down, fingers meaning to soothe her frustration. “Miz, pin her hands.”

“With pleasure.” He knelt behind Cat’s head and caught her hands in a tight grip, and our needy girl growled, squirming under me. Just to hear her growl again, I kissed a slow path from her knee to the seam of her thigh, and my eyes widened when magic burst from her.

It didn’t hurt any of us, but the intent to cause harm was there. I laughed. “You gonna kill me if I don’t make you come, beautiful?”

“Yes,” she hissed.

“I’d like to see you try, baby god,” I taunted, scraping my teeth over her skin, nowhere near where she needed me.

A ragged, broken breath left her. Her hips shuddered, hands straining to pull from Miz’s grip. “Don’t test me, Tor. Please.”

“Hm.” I teased my sharp canines over her mound, dragging it closer to her clit and delighted by the ruined sound she made. “Don’t just ask me, Cat. Ask all your husbands. Beg.”

Her hips rolled with a mindless need, her breaths panting and quick. “Please. Death, please, daddy, please.”

“You can take more for us, can’t you, little one?”

She shook her head fast. “I can’t.”

A dark sliver of magic caressed her cheek, gliding down her throat; she arched into the touch. “Then you can come.”

Frantic eyes shot to Pain next, her hands curling into fists when I let my breath graze her swollen clit. “Pain, I need to come, please please let me.”

“You can come,” he allowed, “but I want a kiss in exchange for my permission.”

The little whine that escaped as she nodded was equal parts so fucking cute and so goddamn hot. I was losing my own composure; I wanted to bury my face back between her legs and lick, suck, and bite until she drowned me in her pleasure. Her desperate noises grew louder as Pain kissed her, utterly filthy, the wet sounds driving me to fucking ruin. If I came in my pants, I would never forgive my dick.

“Miz,” she begged when Pain drew back.

Misery sighed, looking down on her, the sympathetic set of his features an omen. “Oh, darling,” he murmured, thumbs stroking her trapped hands. “You need to come so badly?”