Chapter 17

Should I have given her some time to recover? Probably. But my wee mate wasn't complaining as she stood on wobbly legs, both Hook's and Hades's cum running down her thighs. In fact, the look on her face said she was ready to beg for us both. If I couldn't clearly see the evidence for myself, or had I not witnessed the act, I never would have guessed she'd just been so thoroughly fucked.

"How do you want me?" she asked, her voice breathy, eyes wide with an innocence that didn't match what I'd just seen her doing.

"Can you hold yourself up on hands and knees so Tor and I can both take you?"

Goddess, I wanted her to say yes.

Her answer was immediate, though it didn't form on her lips. I heard it instead in my mind. Not as loud or clear as one of my own thoughts, but almost as if it was coming from behind a closed door.

"Oh God, yes."

My gaze flicked to Tor, who'd clearly also heard her because he was already striding toward the bed and scooping her into his arms as he went.

Tor stared hard at Hades and Hook, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Move."

Caspian, the spry little monkey, was quick to scramble off the bed. Hades was less nimble. He had the look of a man who'd just had his soul sucked out of him by way of his dick. I was familiar with the sensation. Sex with my mate was like that. Satisfying on a level nothing else could match.

He rolled to his side with a soft moan, making Dahlia laugh.

"You gonna be okay over there?" she asked.

He waved a hand at her. "Worry about yourself, baby doll. I'll be right as rain in a bit."

The pirate cupped a hand to his mouth as if sharing a secret, though he did nothing to lower his voice. "I said it once, and I'll say it again: amateur."

Hades formed a fist with his shadows and punched Hook right in the jaw.

"Ow! What the bloody hell was that for?"

"For pissing me off. Now sit down and shut up. You're ruining the mood."

Hook muttered something under his breath, but he did as he was told. Dahlia squealed in delight as Tor deposited her in position on the bed, her perfect arse in the air, the swollen lips of her pussy visible between her legs.

"Mouth or pussy?" Tor asked me, surprising me that he'd even give me a choice. Normally the beast just took up his position, and we didn't have a discussion about it.

"He's too big for my mouth," Dahlia answered for me, giving her hips a wiggle. "It's the ridges. I can do it, but then he can't... get bigger if he needs to."

"Our mate knows us so well,"my dragon crooned.

"Aye," I said aloud, confirming both statements at once.

Tor reached down and tugged on Dahlia's bottom lip. "Good thing I love this fucking mouth then, eh, K?rasta?"

She nipped at the tip of his finger. "Guess so, big guy."

"Does this mean you two are finally going to take our girl to Paris?" Hook called from his perch on my desk. The thought of his naked arse on my belongings had my eye twitching, but I did my best to shelve the need to shove him off and wipe it clean. At least for the moment.

Tor shot me a confused look.

"The Eiffel Tower," I explained, recalling the pirate's explanation from before.

"Is that the high-five thing?"

I nodded.

The Viking grumbled and let out a beleaguered sigh, his gaze searching Dahlia's face. "Is that really something you want?"

She lifted one shoulder in a shrug, her grin pure mischief. "I don't hate the idea."

"How is us touching palms while inside you enticing?"

A little shiver ran over her body as she processed his words. I don't think he realized that he painted a very different picture in her mind. It took her a second to clear her throat so she could reply. "It's funny. Something I want to collect for my mental scrapbook."

I had to bite back my laughter because this woman had somehow managed to take this moment and make it amusing while still turning me on like no other had ever been able to do.

"Perhaps. We'll see what happens." Tor knelt on the bed in front of Dahlia, cock in hand as he threaded his fingers through her hair and balled the strands into his fist with the other. Tugging her head back, he stared down at her. "First, she has to suck my cock until tears stream down her cheeks."

Moving into position, I palmed her arse with both hands and spread her cheeks apart. I shouldn't be so turned on by the sight of other men's cum dripping out of her, but fuck it, I was. Her pussy was swollen and sloppy, and I couldn't wait to make an even bigger mess of it. Knowing that she'd already come but needed more—needed me—it was every fucking thing.

"Please, Kai," she begged as Tor brought his length to her mouth. Just before he shoved inside, she asked again. "Fill me?"

"Well, when you ask so pretty for me," I murmured.

Sliding the tip of my cock through her folds, I got my length nice and lubed for her. Then notched myself at her entrance before pushing just the tip inside her and making her moan.

Tor and I made eye contact, both clearly thinking the same thing. We pulled out of her and nodded just before sliding back inside her in tandem.

"Fuck me, that's never not going to be hot," Hook observed.

"I know," Dahlia agreed, her mental voice once again permeating my mind.

Hades let out a soft chuckle. "You have such a greedy cunt, baby doll."

"Yes I fucking do. And you love it."

Tor's hand was still fisted in Dahlia's hair, keeping her steady as he rolled his hips, and she sucked him down like her life depended on it.

"Look at our girl multitasking like a queen. Taking two cocks and carrying on an entire conversation. I'm proud of you, darling," Hook praised. "And impressed. I can barely string two words together when I'm inside you. Come to think of it, perhaps they aren't doing a very good job."

"But you certainly can string an innumerable number of words together at any other godsforsaken moment, can't you?" Hades complained.

"It's a gift."

"It's fuckin' something."

All I knew was that talking was the last thing on my mind as her walls fluttered around me. I didn't care what else was going on; I was lost to the pleasure of being inside the woman I loved.

"My turn,"my dragon demanded. He didn't wait for permission before taking control of my body. The tips of my nails grew pointed, and I knew if I looked in a mirror, I'd find my pupils slitted and glowing. I also didn't need Dahlia's thoughts to know how much she enjoyed my dragon's cock. Her wanton moan took care of that for me, as did the vise-like grip of her pussy.

"You break her skin, and we're gonna have words, dragon," Hades warned.

"The only pain she'll feel at my hand is from an abundance of pleasure," I promised, though it was my dragon's voice speaking through me.

"I'm fine, Hades. God, it feels so good," Dahlia assured him using her mind, and I really fucking loved this addition to our solidified bond. I could feel the added power boost. My awareness of her other mates was different now, a sixth sense, if you will. I knew this was only the tip of the iceberg, but any other benefits would have to be discovered later.

Giving her arse a light spank, I softly chided. "Focus, gem. Tor and I are the ones loving you right now. Hades had his turn. Your attention should be on us."

She moaned around Tor's cock, which made him suck in a sharp breath before growling, "Do it again, beauty."

She did, and his eyes rolled back in pleasure. I timed my thrusts to his, matching his pace and driving Dahlia wild with need.

Her cries of pleasure echoed through my mind, spurring me on as I drove home as deep as possible.

"Breed her. She wants it. She's your mate. You know what to do to make it catch."My dragon was pushing his primal needs on me, but I wouldn't do that to her without her explicit consent.

Thank the goddess Dahlia and the others didn't have access to my thoughts. Or his.

But fuck if the thought alone didn't do something to me. A soft roar escaped as I picked up speed.

"Yes, yes, yes,"Dahlia chanted, wordlessly begging for more.

Tor and I didn't need any urging. We were happy to give her everything she wanted. Especially when everything included us.

"Any other time, I'd decorate your face with my spend, K?rasta, but this time, I need you to swallow me down so I'm inside you too," Tor said through panting breaths. "Are you ready for it?"

She hummed around his dick, and the wicked thoughts she projected had my balls drawing up tight. I wasn't going to last. Especially not when Tor barked out her name and began pulsing down her throat.

She came around me, her orgasm washing over us all as it became obvious she had gained her footing with this new ability of hers.

"Oh fuck," Hades groaned. I'd become familiar enough with the noises he made to recognize that he was coming too.

Hook let out a surprised shout at the same time, but I was too busy filling her with my seed to focus on the rest of them. It seemed never-ending—the waves of release, the squeeze of her cunt around me, the way her body moved as she milked every drop from me.

"Now"s your chance, lads. Up top for our girl," Hook prompted.

I huffed out a laugh and lifted one arm, noting the slight trembling in my limb with amusement. "Don't leave me hanging, Viking."

Tor, cock still in her mouth, sighed. "Oh, for fuck's sake." But he raised his palm and slapped it on mine, making Dahlia squirm and moan.

At that exact moment, a soft click sounded from the other side of the room. Tor and I both snapped our heads toward Hook, who was grinning and holding up my phone. "There. Now she doesn't need to rely on her mental scrapbook at all."

Tor stiffened as Dahlia released his length, then narrowed his eyes at Hook. "I hate you."

"No you don't. No one really does."

Dahlia giggled, whimpering a little as I slipped out of her. I couldn't help myself—I watched as the mixture of all of us dripped from her cunt. Taking two fingers, I coated them in the fluid before holding them up to her lips.

"Taste us. Go on, gem."

She sucked in a gasp before closing her eyes and letting me slide both inside her mouth as she cleaned them off.

Click

I was going to break that pirate's fucking fingers if he kept taking photos without permission. A growl built in my chest, but Dahlia's eyes fluttered open and she turned her attention to our erstwhile photographer.

"Cas, do me a favor?"

He smirked. "Anything, love."

"Send me those pictures."

He adjusted the angle of the phone and took a quick snapshot of his semi, drawing another giggle from Dahlia. Then he tapped the screen and looked back up. "Sent."

"You better get that picture of your dick off my phone," I growled.

Shrugging, he said, "I thought I'd program my number in and set it as my contact photo."

"I hate you," I huffed.

"See," Tor added, "it's spreading. He's worse than an epidemic."

A soft snore pulled all of our attention to the beautiful woman who'd curled up on the bed as we'd been arguing over the pictures. We'd fucked her to sleep.

Hades prowled over to her and gently brushed some strands of hair off her forehead. "Come on, let's get her cleaned up. She worked hard today. She deserves some sweet dreams before she has to face what's coming."

Tor and I both tensed, our attention lasering in on him. "What do you know that we don't?" Tor asked.

Recalling how I found them yesterday, I couldn't help but suspect it had something to do with whatever had put her in a sour mood.

"Hades," I pressed.

He shrugged, his expression an impassive mask. "It's always something around here."

It was hardly an answer, but it also wasn't a lie. The reminder made me even more grateful we'd taken the time to tie ourselves to her via the tattoos. If something was coming, she wouldn't face it alone. She'd spent too much of her life alone. We were going to ensure she'd never experience that again. And good fucking luck to whoever was stupid enough to try and take her from us.