39. Gwyneira

39

GWYNEIRA

G uilt gnawed at me for leaving Roan on his own at the window.

But I also had no illusions about how willing he’d be to sleep while I stayed up.

Leaving my outer layer of winter clothes on a chair nearby, I climbed into the bed. Niko quickly did the same, and a grateful sigh left me when he immediately pulled me closer beneath the covers.

“Gods, I missed you,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around me. “I clung every day to the faith I’d see you again, but to have you here…”

I nestled against his warm chest, holding him tight. “I missed you too.”

His hands slid down my sides, and my breath hitched.

“Sorry,” he said, starting to take his hands away.

I made a negating noise, and he paused. For a long moment, he didn’t move.

“That wasn’t the only thing I hung onto,” he murmured. “I promised myself I would make it up to you. How I treated you. How I left things between us. I swore I’d show you what you mean to me.”

Drawing me onto him, he nestled my core against the hard length between his legs.

Need pooled low in my belly. “Is that so?”

“Mm-hmm.” His hands cupped my ass, pulling me tighter against his cock, but then his eyes slipped to where Roan stood by the window, his back to us and his posture rigid.

Hesitation flashed over Niko’s face, and I closed my eyes regretfully. I was wet for my sweet giant already, but it wasn’t fair to do this with Roan unable—or unwilling—to join in.

“Between the two of us,” Niko asked him, “do you think we could help her sleep and keep her safe at the same time?”

Roan’s dark gaze slid to us. “Take her together, you mean?” The demon’s hungry growl lurked in his voice.

Niko nodded.

He didn’t move, holding himself with tight control, but hunger and longing filled his eyes.

“Give both parts of you another chance, Roan,” I urged. “Please.”

A tense shudder went through him. “I can’t risk hurting you. He wants to try, but if he breaks out and I can’t stop him?—”

“He won’t,” I said, putting every ounce of insistence and faith I could into my voice. Meeting his eyes, I tried to speak to the demon within him. “Will you?”

A hint of firelight glinted in his dark gaze. The demon heard me.

But Roan just shuddered. “I can’t.” His voice became quiet. “I won’t risk you.”

A breath left me, my heart aching for him. Pushing the blankets away, I crossed to his side. “Give him a chance to prove you can stay in control with me—and that he can too. And if you’re right and it turns out he can’t be trusted, then…” It made my stomach twist, but I had no doubt Roan needed to hear the words. “Then we can do it your way. Stay apart. Okay?”

The fire flared higher in his gaze, bringing a look of fear with it this time, before Roan squeezed his eyes shut.

I watched him, waiting without breathing to see what he’d decide.

Refusal flashed over his face, and my heart sank.

But then it faded into grim resolve. “One more chance,” he muttered.

He definitely wasn’t talking to us.

His eyes opened, going to Niko. “But if there is the slightest hint that the demon is about to hurt her or you, I want your word you’ll use every ounce of your power to end us.”

I took a step back, shocked. “Roan.”

He didn’t even look at me. “Your word, Niko. I don’t care what it takes. Turn us into a tree. Drop this building on our head. It doesn’t matter. If…” He scowled like he was swearing inside. “If I’m even going to consider this, then I need you to promise me. Please.”

Niko nodded solemnly. “You have my word.”

Gratitude crossed Roan’s face. He took a breath, seeming to regroup.

I stared at them both. “I-I don’t want you to put your life on the line here.”

“That’s not what this is,” Niko said.

At my incredulous look, my sweet giant shrugged. “He needs this to feel safe being with you.” He looked back at Roan, respect in his eyes. “And he’d rather die than hurt you.”

I was speechless.

“That said,” Niko continued, still watching Roan, “ whatever the demon might be, I’m guessing it wants to meet our beautiful treluria’s needs, yes?”

“It… He…” Clearing his throat, Roan gave a careful nod. “Yes.”

“And her needs include being given as many screaming orgasms as she can withstand, correct?”

Roan’s dark eyes were wide and unblinking. He nodded again.

“But—” Niko grinned. “—she won’t get as many of those as she deserves unless all of us are safe and alive, don’t you agree?”

Another nod. “I do.” A tight shudder. “W-we do.”

A tiny breath left me. I loved Niko. He was actually reasoning with the demon on Roan’s behalf.

Maybe even proving—gods help me—that no one needed to die for the sake of sex.

“So then, we probably shouldn’t keep her waiting, should we? Considering our beautiful princess will probably need…” Niko’s gaze slid back to me, his brow rising in implicit question of whether I was okay with this too. “What would you say, treluria? At least a dozen orgasms before you’re ready for sleep?”

My core twisted, hot and needy, and I sent a prayer up to the gods that Roan’s condition of death would never need to be tested. “I’d like that.”

Niko’s smile grew. “Guess we better get started then.” Extending a hand to me, he beckoned me back to the bed and then gave an encouraging look to Roan. “Right?”

A hint of a low, hungry growl left Roan. With a short nod, he urged me back toward Niko.

I went, climbing across the expansive mattress and beneath blankets sized for a giant.

But when I looked back, Roan wasn’t following. His eyes darted to the window, checking briefly, and then to the closed door.

Grunting something inarticulate, he strode over to a massive wardrobe in one corner of the room. Made of solid wood and built like it could house a small family, the thing looked like it weighed a ton.

Shoving it across the gritty tile, Roan moved the entire thing to block the window.

A breath left me, and Niko whispered a soft curse. Clearly I wasn’t the only one who thought that—like the massive doors in the hallway—moving that thing single-handedly should have been impossible.

At least… for someone besides the demon.

Maybe there really was something to Niko’s theory about those two.

Turning back sharply, Roan pinned me with a hot, hungry look. Slowly, he stalked toward me. I suddenly felt like prey trapped in the gaze of a predator. In spite of myself, I scooted back on the mattress, instinct telling me to flee.

While desire whispered with hope that he’d catch me.

“Uh-uh,” Niko cautioned, grinning.

Something brushed my wrist, tearing my gaze from the men.

Vines were growing from cracks in the walls, making their way across the floor and up onto the bed. One caressed my wrist, the green tendril thickening by the second. Another twisted across the bed, heading for my other arm, while two more pushed below the blankets on their way to my ankles.

“She likes being tied up?” Roan’s voice was tight and dark with desire.

Niko made a noise of confirmation. “She even liked me fucking her with these.” His eyebrow rose. “Didn’t you?”

I nodded, short and jerky. “Yes.”

A ragged, hungry sound left Roan.

Niko grinned. “Well, treluria. I think my friend wants to see that.”

The vines convulsed on the bed, sending the enormous blankets cascading to the floor. Paying them no mind, Niko reached over, lifting my shirt away. My pants and underthings followed, leaving me naked on the bed.

Cold air prickled at my exposed breasts and licked at my bare legs. Need pooled between my thighs, soaking the sheets while Roan’s eyes lingered on my core.

“So wet already.” His voice was thick with the demon’s growl, but not a single trace of gray ghosted across his skin. The demon was letting him stay in control.

But that glint in his eyes told me it was definitely enjoying this too.

Quickly, the vines returned, wrapping my ankles and wrists. Gently, the plants pulled me to the mattress and tugged my legs apart, putting me on display beneath both men’s watchful gazes.

Niko made a thoughtful noise. More vines slid over the sides of the bed, winding their way toward me. They slipped along my sides, making me wriggle from how their touch tickled. But before I could tell Niko to stop, they continued over my middle and split, sliding in two directions simultaneously.

Oh, was he doing what I thought he was?—

Tendrils wrapped my nipples. Others threaded between my folds, twisting around my clit and teasing at my core.

Gods help me, I couldn’t breathe. Every nerve felt balanced on a knife’s edge, just waiting for what Niko wanted to do to me.

But my sweet giant was as generous as ever—or as darkly kinky. Turning to Roan with a wicked edge to his smile, he said, “You take the lead, friend. Tell me what you want done to her, and we’ll see how long it takes to have her screaming.”

Holy gods.

A shudder rolled through Roan’s tight muscles. His dark eyes took on a sharp, hungry glint, savage with its desire. “Fuck her but don’t let go of her clit or nipples while you do.”

Niko made an appreciative noise.

I gasped as the vines between my legs twisted together, getting thicker, and then pushed into me. The uneven surface rubbed at my inner walls deliciously. Over and over, Niko’s magic drew the vines out and then thrust them back in again. Around my nipples and clit, the tinier vines tightened and loosened rhythmically, sending pulses of pleasure radiating through my body.

“Just like that.” I could hear the smile in Roan’s voice, but my eyes were locked on the distant ceiling, my awareness scattered and overwhelmed by what Niko’s devilish vines were doing to me. “Now…”

From the corner of my eye, I saw him motion, but I couldn’t make out what he wanted.

More vines suddenly pushed into my rear entrance.

Oh gods.

I came all at once. Hard. My body convulsed in the grip of the vines, my eyes squeezing shut from the intensity of the orgasm ripping through me.

Panting, I returned to awareness of the room.

Niko and Roan were grinning at me.

“Beautiful,” Niko said.

Roan made a noise of agreement, but that sharp, incisive look hadn’t left his gaze. “Can you bring her upright?”

My lips parted in surprise, but the younger man simply nodded.

Vines coursed around my torso and lifted me from the bed like I was weightless. The ones around my wrists drew my arms upward, until my hands were clasped above my head. Others wrapped around my thighs, supporting me and keeping the strain from being too great on any one part of my body.

It was exhilarating. Vulnerable and yet safe, all at the same time. Instinctively, I arched my back, my breasts already at Niko’s eye level.

He smiled. “You doing okay, treluria?”

My body thrumming from the orgasm and anticipation alike, I nodded.

Roan stepped closer to the edge of the bed. “Someday, I want to spank you for how you torment me, treluria. I want to watch your soft flesh shake and turn pink under my hands.”

Holy…

My pussy clenched, empty and needy and so very turned on.

His nostrils flared like he could smell what he was doing to me. His lips pulled back in a smile. “But tonight, I want to taste you.”

Immediately, the vines lifted me higher, while others pulled my legs apart, positioning me for him.

Bending closer, he drew his tongue along my slit. I shuddered, my nerves tingling.

“Mm…” Roan smiled up at me. “Do you know how good you taste? How there’s nothing in the world that compares?” He took my thighs, pulling me to him as he delved back between my folds.

I gasped, my back arching again as his fingers slipped into me, stroking me from the inside while his mouth never stopped.

Watching us, Niko grinned, his vines continuing to play over my nipples, adding to the rush of sensation. “You’re incredible, my beautiful treluria.”

Roan hummed his agreement against my clit, sending thrills of vibration through me.

It was so much. Too much. I cried out as I came again.

Both men paused, but only long enough for me to come back down from the rush of my orgasm before they started licking and teasing at me again. I gasped, inarticulate in my incredulity.

Niko only smiled. “I did say a dozen orgasms minimum, didn’t I? Or do you think you’re ready to sleep yet?”

Gods, even the sweetest of my giants could be so wicked.

But words were difficult to find when Roan hadn’t ceased licking me this entire time. “N-no. I mean, yes. I mean, don’t—” Niko’s vines began twisting across the sensitive bundle of nerves at the base of my spine. “Don’t stop. Please don’t?—”

Niko’s smile grew. “I promise, treluria. We definitely won’t.”

Gods, what had I gotten myself into?

I barely had time to wonder before his devilish vines sped up their strokes across my skin and nipples. Combined with Roan’s fingers working inside me in tandem with his tongue, I stood no chance.

Another orgasm shook me.

Followed moments later by another.

Holy gods…

I was limp in the vines by the time Roan finally stepped away from me and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. I’d lost count of the orgasms these two had given me, the surges of pleasure chaining one into the other until I was awash in a blur of blissful peace.

“On the bed,” Roan said shortly, stripping out of his clothes while his eyes remained fastened on me with intense hunger.

Niko nodded.

Gods, they weren’t done with me yet.

Roan climbed onto the mattress, catching me as the vines carefully lowered me. While the plants slipped away from my body and disappeared over the edge of the bed, he drew me on top of him.

“You still up for more, beloved?” he asked quietly, his fingers drifting up and down my sides, waking my body again.

Blearily, I nodded. His hands felt so good on my skin, and his cock was pressed against my hip, hard and warm. “I want you in me,” I whispered.

“That’s our girl.” He smiled and glanced past me at Niko.

I looked over my shoulder to see Niko already stripped down and climbing onto the mattress. Taking my hips, he pulled me up onto my knees, guiding his cock between my legs and then sliding back and forth, getting wet with my slick.

“You just relax, beautiful treluria. Let us hold onto you while we give you enough pleasure to let you sleep so well.”

Gods, I was pretty certain I was there already. But I wasn’t going to pass up having them inside me.

Or giving them pleasure too.

I rocked my hips as Niko positioned himself by my rear entrance.

“That’s it.” Roan guided me closer. The tip of his cock eased into my wet center. “We’ve got you.”

I looked back down at him as he slid inside my body, his cock stretching my inner walls even after all the orgasms he and Niko gave me. There was a trace of firelight at the heart of his dark eyes, but that was all. Just a hint that the demon was still here, but nothing to say he was taking over.

Whatever agreement he and Roan had come to, the demon was keeping it.

Niko began easing into my back opening, and my eyes went wide.

“Breathe, beloved.” Roan rocked me gently as Niko slid farther into me with a groan.

I gasped a breath down. “I’m just so… full .”

Niko gripped my hips tighter, pulling out a bit and then pushing back into me with delectable slowness. “That’s right, treluria. And you’re about to be filled by our cum too.”

A shudder of desire rolled through me.

“You look so beautiful like this.” Roan thrust up into me. “Like you’re exactly where you should be.”

Niko made a noise of agreement. “Riding our cocks.”

“I…” Gods, I couldn’t find words. But whatever I would have said turned into a moan anyway as Roan took Niko’s place holding my hips, letting Niko’s hands steal up my sides to pinch my tender nipples.

Stronger shudders began coursing through my body.

“That’s it.” Niko’s voice was tense with his own building pleasure. “Good girl.”

Roan nodded, but his face was tight with the effort of not coming yet. “You’re taking us so well.”

A growl escaped him.

My breath caught, but he shook his head fast. “Not… not taking over. Helping.” His fingers dug into my hips. “Helping me keep going for you.”

Wide-eyed, I stared at him. But my shock couldn’t last.

Not with how hard he was thrusting into my body. How he and Niko both were.

Gasping cries left me. My hands fisted the blankets on either side of Roan. I couldn’t take much more of this, but I wanted my men to come too. Needed to feel them as they?—

Niko’s fingers slid down my body to circle my clit.

My release unleashed in an instant, exploding through my body and stealing everything in a surge of blinding bliss.

Niko and Roan were right. This felt like exactly where I was supposed to be.

As I slowly came back to my senses, I could feel their cocks twitching inside me, their hot cum filling me and dripping down my thighs.

“Fuck.” Roan drew a few ragged breaths. “You’re so perfect.”

Niko kissed my shoulder, making a wordless sound of agreement. Carefully, he eased from inside me while Roan did the same.

I sank down to nestle against Roan’s side. Niko reached down, taking the blankets when his vines lifted them from the ground. Drawing them over us, he spooned behind me and wrapped one arm around my side.

“Are you okay?” I asked Roan. “The demon didn’t…?”

I let the question hang open-ended.

Roan shook his head. “He… he didn’t try to take over.” His gaze dropped to the side. “He watched, though. If that’s o?—”

“That’s fine.” I bit my lip. “Is he okay with sharing, then?”

“Maybe.” Roan hesitated. “Yes. He… he says yes.”

My mouth moved, but I didn’t know how to respond. For Roan to even admit that meant he was trusting the demon on some level to be speaking the truth.

That was definitely progress.

“In that case,” Niko said. “Maybe next time, he could join in? That is, if you wish, treluria.”

I twisted around to look at him, shocked. “You’d be okay with that?”

Niko shrugged a shoulder. “Forgiveness has to start somewhere, and I can’t think of a better place than buried in your beautiful pussy. Besides, the demon is a part of Roan. He deserves to have all of him be able to show you how much he loves you, right?”

My heart melted. Reaching awkwardly over my shoulder, I put a hand to Niko’s cheek. “I love you.” I looked back at Roan. “Both of you. All of you.”

Niko tucked me tighter against him. “We love you too, treluria.”

Roan kissed my forehead. “Always.”

I lay my head on Roan’s chest, sighing as sleep began to tug me down. “You were right. I did need all those orgasms.”

Niko chuckled. “Better get your rest then. Your other men will be back soon, and you know they’re going to want to give you more.”

I smiled as I closed my eyes, but a tinge of worry wormed its way into my chest all the same.

Inside, I stretched out, feeling for Ozias. My mate had withdrawn as far as he could from my awareness when Niko and Roan started with me—likely because, surrounded by enemies, he needed every bit of concentration he possessed. I’d felt almost nothing from him this entire time.

But even now, Ozias didn’t draw closer, and he didn’t send reassurance that he was okay either. My questing mental touch met with only a wary sense of vague warning—maybe to stay put, maybe to run.

Pushing away from the bed, I stared in Ozias’s direction, questions rising inside.

No answers came.

“Princess?” Niko sat up beside me.

“What is it?” Roan asked, an edge to his voice.

I shook my head. “Something’s wrong.”