Clav

As promised, Abaddon flies me back to the Skull Palace. The cool autumn air is chilly against my face, but at least the sunlight can reach us now. I ride on Abaddon's back, my arms slung around his neck as his large, membranous wings beat against the wind. He lands on the balcony hanging off my bedroom chambers and I slip off his back, adjusting my black robes and the decorative chains on my antlers.

We could have made a formal entrance, but I wanted this moment to be more intimate. Not a meeting between a bat king and the three Spine Sovereigns, but more of a discussion.

Aden is curled up in his favorite chair before the fire, a book splayed on his lap and a cup of coffee on the stand beside him, steam curling out of the mug. The sight is so human, so at odds with the nature of this world, it warms my heart, almost making me miss the little things of the human realms. One of the powers Mother Terra gifted me with is the ability to shift into my human form whenever I want. So I'm still able to go home and visit my town and my library looking like me and not like some seven-foot cosplayer.

Aden's brows rise at the sight of Abaddon, at the gold rings glinting on each of his six-inch talons. "Not here to collect me as a sacrifice, I hope," he says with enough bite to make the eight-foot bat flinch. Damn, even I didn't have the balls to speak to Abaddon like that in my human form.

"Just here to make amends." Abaddon flashes those white fangs, clearly intending to intimidate Aden, but Aden flashes his own cutting smile in return. Something shifted in Aden when he became sovereign. He's braver now, more cutthroat than the sweet, demure boy everyone knew. It's admirable. And since Abaddon nearly killed him just days ago, I can't exactly blame Aden for his hatred toward the bat. In fact, that new white magic crackles beneath his skin, while those black ribbons of smoke curl between his fingers, ready to strike. Somehow, when he became this human/fae hybrid creature, Aden wields more power than Tarsus or I combined.

Maybe this was a bad idea.

Tarsus enters the room from wherever they were, but stops short when they see Abaddon. Their silver eyes snap to mine.

"What is he doing here?" they ask. "He nearly had Aden killed."

"It's time to make amends," I say. "Mother Terra has calmed down, as has the volcano. No more human sacrifices. Abaddon answers to all of us now." I look at Aden. "And nobody will be touching Aden."

Silence fills the room. I really don't want to play the parent figure and make them apologize. Thank the gods, Abaddon finally speaks, his wings tucked in tight, the six-inch talons gleaming in the firelight.

"I'm sorry," he says, his voice low, but sincere. "I'm sorry for nearly killing you, Aden. And I'm sorry for chaining you up, Tarsus." No excuses. Just a candid apology.

The tension in the air eases. "Seeing things from your perspective," Aden says, his magic calming down considerably. "I understand why you felt the need to send me to Mother Terra. You had a colony to protect, bat-children who could have had bright futures ahead of them. I forgive you, Abaddon."

The bat's wings sag in obvious relief, but he looks at Tarsus next, awaiting Tarsus' forgiveness.

Tarsus' lips thin, their silvery eyes shining as though they're fighting back tears. "You turned icle against me. And then you took Aden from me. And even though you were generous enough," they spit those last two words out, "to allow us those last days together, I'm not sure I'm ready to forgive you, Abaddon. Not now. Maybe…maybe not ever. Because the grief you've caused me these past two decades…." They swallow, the knot in their throat bobbing as their voice trails off.

"I understand," Abaddon says, and his ribbed ears seem to deflate in shame. I have never seen the bat-king so defeated. As if he failed me. Failed all of us. Silence once again fills the room, until Aden finally snaps his book shut, making all of us jump.

"Well, that was painful," he says, setting his book aside and standing. "You know, Abaddon, I was recently able to knock gay-train off my bucket list." He runs an eye over the eight-foot bat-king, taking in the muscled ridges of his torso, the black fur of his legs, the sharp claws peaking out where toes should be. Then Aden studies the large, membranous wings, his tongue wetting his lower lip before his eyes meet Abaddon's. "I was wondering if you would be willing to be added to the list of monsters I've fucked?"

The divot between Abaddon's brows deepens, and he stumbles back—stumbles back from Aden in surprise.

"You are a bold human," he says, his upturned snout scrunching. "I like it."

I feel a grin stretch across my face. "You understand, then, why everyone is so taken with Aden."

Abaddon huffs and takes a step forward, looking down at Aden with a new fascination, as if finding a new toy to play with. Beneath that soft black fur at his groin, I can see his humanoid cock growing hard as we speak. Tarsus steps up behind Aden protectively, wrapping their arms around Aden's chest and resting their chin on his head, the decorative chains of their massive antlers gleaming. And the sight of an eight-foot bat standing in front of the little human-fae hybrid, and a seven-foot fae standing behind him, my own cock stirs to life.

I know Aden, and I know the twisted fantasies that fill his dreams. So I step closer, too, until Aden, the little five-foot-two human, is trapped between all three of us tall, muscular fae. His cheeks bloom red, and I can hear his rapid breaths from here. Since becoming fae again, I have tried not to feed into that power, that dominance, but with the little human trapped between us, some predatory instinct kicks in.

"On your knees, Aden." My voice is husky when I give the order. Aden looks up at me with those sharp green eyes, and I swear, he's practically drooling for our cocks. Tarsus doesn't put up a fight when Aden falls to his knees, telling me Tarsus is as much into this as I am, despite the bat they hate so much being a part of this. "Don't you see that Abaddon's cock is in need of a good release?" I ask, jerking my chin at the bat's large, hard dick. "Suck it."

Aden obediently takes Abaddon's fat cock in his hands, his human fingers hardly able to wrap around the thickness of it. He gives Abaddon a few good strokes, and the bat sucks air in between his teeth as he watches Aden through hooded eyes. Aden leans in and takes Abaddon's cock into his mouth. His human mouth barely fits around the bat's large cock, but he stretches it as much as he's able, and my cock is rock-hard at the sight.

Tarsus, apparently, is as hard as I am. They untie the sash from around their waist, open the robes and let them fall to the floor. Their cock sticking straight out, they nudge Aden's cheek with the tip. With one hand still on Abaddon's cock, Aden turns to Tarsus, taking hold of their dick with his other hand while sinking his mouth onto their length.

I could cum just watching Aden get the bat king and Tarsus off, but I know Aden's fantasies, and when they pop off Tarsus' dick, a string of slobber and precum still connecting his mouth to the tip of Tarsus' cock, when he looks at me with a glazed, expectant gaze, I find myself removing my black robes and arching my hips forward, dick ready for Aden to take into his mouth.

"Greedy today, aren't we?" I ask, my voice husky as he takes me down his throat. I moan, my fingers weaving into his shaggy golden hair as I plunge my dick in deeper, feel how tight his mouth is around my fae cock.

He continues stroking Abaddon and Tarsus with his hands, his mouth getting my dick off as I fuck his skull. Abaddon releases a feral growl beside me, then he reaches with his massive wing, grips the back of Aden's head with his large claw, and tugs him from my cock, stuffing his own dick into Aden's mouth. His dick is larger than mine, more monstrous, the head of the cock pink while the rest of it matches his dark brown/black leathery complexion.

Even though his dick barely fits in Aden's mouth, the bat king braces the back of the humans' head with his talon and plunges it as deep as it will go. I find myself pumping my own dick, the way Tarsus is, while the bat king fucks Aden's head faster, more brutally. I watch for signs of struggle on Aden's behalf, but he's clearly as into this as Abaddon is as he pumps Abaddon's cock with his hands while the bat fucks his mouth.

Abaddon is rough, but I'm starting to think Aden likes it rough. I'm starting to think that everyone in this realm is too gentle with Aden, too scared of breaking the human. But Abaddon isn't worried about that as he shoves his cock deeper down Aden's throat, holding it there while Aden starts choking on his dick, just as he did with me when I was a human. Then the bat pulls out his large, long cock. His talon still in Aden's hair, he tilts the human's head back. Ribbons of pearlescent cum squirt across Aden's face until it's covered in bat cum.

Tarsus, to my surprise, demands Aden next, grabbing a fistful of hair and directing him to their cock. And Tarsus cums all over Aden's face next, their own cum mixing with that of their enemy's. The cum drips down Aden's face, to his neck, covering his eyes, his nostrils, so he's blinded and has to open his mouth to breathe.

It's so fucking hot, that I can't hold my own release in any longer. I step closer, grab a fistful of Aden's hair so he knows where to position himself, and pump my cock. I shove my shaft into the mixed cum, smearing it all over his face, and that's my undoing. Spurts of cum jolt out of me as I find my release all over Aden's face.

Aden sticks out his tongue and licks around his mouth, drinking in our mixed cum. Grabbing a towel, I drag it down the length of Aden's face so he can see us, so I can see him, see the glazed expression on his face, the sated look in his eyes, his flushed cheeks, and the fingers between his legs telling me he found his own release, too. Leaning down, I curl my finger under his chin and kiss him full on the mouth, the salty flavor of our cum invading my mouth.

Pinching his chin between my fingers, I pull him to a standing position, staring down at him in wonder.

"You're so fucking amazing, Aden. Taking three giant cocks like a fucking pro."

Aden's cheeks are pink, his green eyes glossy as he offers a drunken smile. "I think that might have beat all my other fantasies."

"Mm-mm." I shake my head, my mouth stretching into a grin as I look between Tarsus and Abaddon. "I can think of one better."

With that, I shift back into my human form. Aden's chin is still pinched between my fingers as I become a full foot shorter, back to my human five-foot-ten. My head grows lighter as my antlers disappear entirely, my white hair replaced with that pink bubblegum hair I had before. Thankfully my fae eyesight stays, and I don't need those glasses.

I can see now, how hot Tarsus and Abaddon are, both towering above mine and Aden's short human forms. Holy fuck. I look at Abaddon. "I…I want you to fuck me in my human form."

His lips curl over those bat-like fangs, his wings ruffling. "With pleasure, little boy."

Heat pours through my blood. Holy shit—"I love it when you call me that."

"Bend over," Abaddon commands, coming up behind me. And just like that, my cock is hard as a rock as I bend over, bracing my arms on the back of the couch before the fire, allowing access for Abaddon to fuck me from behind. He hooks his talons around my shoulders, bracing himself against me as he slowly eases his cock into my human ass. I forgot how huge his cock was, how it fills me until I feel like I'm going to break. He sinks it in slowly, allowing me time to accommodate his size, then slowly, he builds up speed. My cock is so hard as he rubs against my prostate, pleasure lacing every nerve of my body.

"Abaddon." Tarsus' voice has me opening my eyes to look over my shoulder… to find Tarsus fucking Aden's ass, too. Aden took the time to strap on his hard dildo, and he looks so fucking hot, his head leaning back on Tarsus' broad shoulder, arms looped behind him around Tarsus' neck while Tarsus fucks his ass. "Abaddon, come here," Tarsus says again.

Abaddon stills his fucking, and I swear I hear a low laugh rumble out of him as he removes his talons from where they scrape my shoulders—and tucks them under my thighs instead. Then he's lifting me so my back is against his muscled torso, his talons under my thighs, and the back of my head is against his chest. Holding me in that position, his dick still inside me, he walks toward Abaddon.

It's clear Aden doesn't have any more clue as to what these two have planned than I do—until they walk toward each other, and press mine and Aden's bodies together, dick to dick, trapping us between their two large, muscled bodies. With my body braced against Aden's, whose body is braced against Tarsus, Abaddon shoves his cock into my ass, hitting my prostate just right, and I release a feral, very inhuman-like moan. He pulls me back, then shoves me forward and my dick plunges into Aden's center, as if Tarsus and Abaddon lined the two up, planning for this to happen. Aden releases his own scream, his legs shaking with pleasure as I unexpectedly penetrate him.

We're like two toys for Tarsus and Abaddon to play with as they fuck us, as they watch us fuck each other while they fuck us. We're at the mercy of their wills, our bodies sandwiched between the fae regent's and the bat king's bodies. And it hurts and feels good all at once. I can feel Tarsus' dick inside Aden's ass as my own cock slides in and out of his center. It's tighter than usual, and with a massive cock inside my own ass, pleasure builds, builds, builds, blinding me to complete madness. My nails scrape the back of Abaddon's neck, and I can feel his hot breath on my ear as he growls in pleasure.

Aden is the first to cum, a scream ripping out of him as his center tightens around my cock in pulses, and I'm next to cum, unable to control myself when they tighten around me like that while Abaddon continues fucking me hard from behind.

And both of our releases must do it for Tarsus and Abaddon, who cum simultaneously. Abaddon fills my ass with his cum until I feel it dripping out of me, coating their dick as they plunge in and out of me in fast, rough strokes.

Then we all collapse on the satin sheets of the double-king bed, all of us spent in a pleasure-induced pile. Not a word is uttered between us, but there's a peace settling over us, completely different from the tension that filled the room when I first brought Abaddon here. I link my fingers through Aden's and offer him a sated smile. Leave it to Aden to be the one to bring us all together…through sex, no less. It might take years, decades for Tarsus to forgive Abaddon, if ever, but sex between the four of us…I have a feeling this will always be our common ground.