32. Laia

32

LAIA

I rix is the first to move, shouldering his way past Kael and Thalos with a smirk. He strides over to my bed, his massive form dwarfing the soft furs as he flops down with a satisfied sigh. “Not bad,” he says, stretching out his arms. “Big enough for all of us.”

My heart races, my mind spinning at his words. All of us? The thought sends a flush of heat through me, and I mentally chastise myself. How can I even think this way? I’m crazy.

Thalos and Kael follow, both glancing around the room. Thalos’s sharp eyes scan the space, as if assessing its security.

Kael sits on the edge of the bed beside Irix, his fingers tracing the fur with a thoughtful expression. “We’ve worked hard to make this place feel like home,” he says softly, his gaze meeting mine. “You deserve that.”

Thalos remains standing, his arms crossed over his chest as he watches us. There’s a protective edge to his posture, as if he’s still wary of letting his guard down completely. But there’s also a warmth in his eyes that wasn’t there before—a silent acknowledgment that we’re in this together.

Irix shifts, propping himself up on one elbow as he grins at me. “So, Laia,” he says, his tone playful but serious beneath the surface. “What do you think? Ready to share your bed with three minotaurs?”

The question hangs in the air, charged with possibilities. My pulse quickens as I look at each of them in turn—Kael with his gentle strength, Thalos with his commanding presence, and Irix with his wild intensity.

“I think,” I begin slowly, choosing my words carefully, “that we’ve come a long way from where we started.”

Thalos nods in agreement, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Yes,” he says quietly. “We have.”

The room falls into a comfortable silence as we sit together on the bed, each lost in our own thoughts but bound by this tension that refuses to let up.

The tension in the room thickens, the air growing heavy with unspoken words and desires. I can feel their eyes on me; their attention is making my pulse quicken. I don’t know where to look, my thoughts tumbling over each other in a frantic rush. Do they all want this? Do I want this?

Irix breaks the silence, his voice teasing but with an undercurrent of something more. “Mind if I sleep here tonight?”

I freeze, my heart skipping a beat. I glance at Thalos and Kael, unsure of how to respond. The last thing I want is to upset them, but before I can speak, Irix laughs, rising from the bed and moving toward me.

I freeze, my heart skipping a beat. I glance at Thalos and Kael, unsure of how to respond. The last thing I want is to upset them.

“Relax,” Irix laughs and ruffles my hair like I’m a kid.

He leans in closer until only inches separate us.

“I can see the hesitation in your eyes,” he whispers.

His thumb brushes over my cheek while cupping my chin and tilting it towards him.

“But you seem to forget Laia: you’re ours—all three of us.”

My breath catches at these words’ weight hitting me like lightning: three—not one—three!

Irix’s lips press against mine—roughly demanding; for an instant everything fades away until he pulls back, showing possessiveness gleaming within those eyes.

When Irix pulls back, his eyes gleam with desire. “We share when it matters.”

The room is heavy with silence, their words echoing in my mind.

Before I can respond, Thalos steps behind me. His breath is hot against my neck, and his lips brush the sensitive skin there. My entire body shivers at the sensation, my mind reeling from the sudden intimacy.

Kael stands nearby, his armor already discarded, his eyes dark with desire as he watches. Their combined attention makes my heart race.

Thalos's hands move to my shoulders, his touch firm but gentle. "Relax," he murmurs, his voice a soothing growl. He kisses the nape of my neck, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through my body.

Kael steps closer, his gaze never leaving mine. The air between us crackles with tension. He reaches out, his fingers brushing my cheek, then trailing down to my collarbone.

My world spins, everything happening too fast and yet not fast enough. My body responds before my mind can catch up—heat pooling in my belly, skin tingling under their touch.

Thalos's hands slide down to my waist. His lips continue their assault on my neck, each kiss more demanding than the last.

Kael leans in, capturing my lips in a slow, tender kiss that contrasts with Thalos's roughness. The dual sensations overwhelm me, making me gasp against Kael's mouth.

Irix watches from the side, his golden eyes gleaming with approval and hunger. He moves closer too, his presence adding to the whirlwind of emotions and sensations.

Caught in the heat of the moment, the tension between us finally snaps. There's no going back now.

I'm theirs—completely and utterly theirs.

With this realization, I throw all my inhibitions out of the window. I don’t care about anything anymore. This moment is where I live and savor my newfound life.

Thalos's hands grip my waist, pulling me back against his solid chest. His roughness contrasts with Kael’s tender kiss, making my head spin. Irix’s eyes burn with intensity as he watches from the side, a smirk playing on his lips.

Kael breaks the kiss, his breath ragged. “On your knees, Laia,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

I sink to the floor, the cool stone pressing against my knees. Kael’s cock stands proud before me, and I reach out, wrapping my fingers around the base. He groans softly as I stroke him, his eyes darkening with lust.

Thalos’s hands slide down my back, ripping my clothes and exposing me to the cool air of the room. He doesn’t waste time. His fingers find my core, teasing and probing until I’m trembling with need.

Irix steps closer, taking off his armor. He takes my free hand and guides it to his length. “Don’t forget me,” he says with a grin.

Three monstrous cocks, and I don’t know how to handle them. I let out a gasp as I feel Thalos’ cock behind me. It’s thickness will always be something new to me. Among the three, he has the thickest cock.

Kael rubs his cock onto my face, and I open my mouth, unconsciously wanting to suck it. Irix laughs and moves my hand. My eyes widen when the tip of Kael’s cock slips in.

Suddenly, Thalos enters me in one swift motion, a guttural moan escaping my lips as he fills me completely. My back arches and my mind goes haywire.

The taste of Kael’s cock is intoxicating, and I lose myself in the rhythm—sucking Kael’s cock while jerking off Irix and feeling Thalos pound into me from behind. I try to accommodate more of Kael’s cock in my mouth despite it’s size as I meet Thalos’ hips.

The mixture of fullness, slight discomfort due to my position, and utter pleasure is out of this world.

The room fills with the sounds of grunts and moans mingling with the slick sounds of skin against skin. Kael's hand tangles in my hair, guiding my movements as he thrusts into my mouth. Thalos's pace quickens, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through me.

Irix watches with hungry eyes, his breathing ragged as I work him with my hand. “Such a good girl,” he mutters, his voice a low growl.

The sensations overwhelm me—Kael’s cock filling my mouth, Thalos driving into me from behind, and Irix in my hand. My body responds instinctively, pleasure building to an unbearable peak.

It’s wild and raw—a moment where we’re all lost to each other. Suddenly, the building desire inside me snaps into a mind-shattering orgasm. Kael lets out a raw, pulling out of my mouth and spraying his cum onto my face as I convulse on the floor. At the same time, Irix come into my hands.

My knees can’t hold me up, so Thalos grabs my waist, moving faster and harder, hitting me so deep I scream in ecstasy. He lifts me up and spreads my legs so Kael and Irix can see my cunt taking all of him.

“I’m coming again!” I scream, my legs up in the air and Thalos shoving his cock in. Kael and Irix draw closer. It sends me over the edge, and I squirt onto their faces. Thalos roars behind me, coming inside my pussy. I slump, panting and unable to move.

Carefully, Kael takes me from Thalos’ arms and whispers, “You need to rest. Let me clean you up. But don’t think this is over yet, Laia. You’ll have to learn to take all of us.”

My eyes widen at his statement, exhaustion taking over me. All I hear is their chuckle before sleep takes me under.

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