Chapter Fifteen

Zac

What in the actual fuck am I doing? No really, how did I even get here?

I turn to look at Jackson, if that’s even his real name, narrowing my eyes because I’m pretty sure I was just completely tricked into walking into Delaney’s dorm room. Can I argue I was brought here under false pretenses?

“He needs a beer. Cory, you mind?”

“I got you boo,” Cory says to the other twin that is sitting in an armchair, semi-glaring at me. “You look like you don't want to be here, but surely that can’t be true. What’s wrong with your face? Did your kitten just run away or something? Are you having acid indigestion? Do you need some antacids?”

I eye the room Delaney disappeared into, hoping like hell she isn’t listening to this conversation. The last thing I need is her thinking there's something wrong with my internal digestion or organs. “I was forced here under duress and would like to return to my quarters, please.”

They all start laughing.

The thing is, I'm pretty sure they’re laughing at me, not with.

“My man, don’t be dumb. Sit. Have a beer. Nothing weird is going to happen.”

“That’s not what I promised,” maybe-Jackson says under his breath.

Cory hands me a beer, already opened with a wedge of lime stuck in the neck and pats me on the shoulder. “We’re really excited you’re here. I thought for sure it would take a hell of a lot more convincing to get you to give into this.”

I don’t even get my mouth open before Adam comes out, naked, carrying Delaney while he actively fucks her. He raises one arm in victory, shouting, “I win! Fuck all of you!”

They all groan and dig into their wallets for cash before throwing it down onto the table. “Wait, that's the game I interrupted? How... does anybody think it would be beneficial for the rules to be explained to me?” Jackson looks completely crestfallen, presumably at having missed the fun, but I just cannot seem to drum up the effort to care. I don’t even want to begin to figure out how all the very-muchness-of-weird things happening when I walked in led to this conclusion.

It’s not exactly what I want to focus on anyway when Adam now has my mate pinned to the living room wall and is now thrusting into her. She’s got a long t-shirt on, but her nipples are poking through, and I can see all that smooth skin from her hips down as she throws her head back. I’m pretty sure the world could fucking burn to smithereens, and I wouldn't even notice. Or care if I did notice.

The smell of her...the sounds she’s making...I’m on my knees before I've realized my brain wanted me to move, fucking crawling towards her.

“No more suppression. Fuck. I fully and proudly admit to knowing you’re my fated mate. I thought it would be easy to wait until you graduated to make a move, but there's no fucking way I’ll be able to see you in the halls after this and not maul you. You two...carry on. I’m just going to lay here and pray for dribbles.”

I place my head trustfully between Adam’s spread legs, trying to ignore the slapping of his balls as he fucks into her because that’s not doing great things for this marvelous double erection I’m working on. Instead, I put the crown of my head against the base boards, faceup, open my mouth, and wait for some of Delaney’s honey to drip out of her cunt and land on my tongue. Sort of like an errant snowflake.

“Woah. How have I never thought to do that?” Cory sounds like they’re in awe of me, and I have to agree, but I’m too afraid to close my mouth to say so in case I miss the one drop I’ve won.

“Oh my gods, Adam. How the fuck did we wait so long to try this? This is...fuck. You're incredible.” That hits so much harder when I’m directly underneath her with a front row seat.

“Keep praising me baby, not gonna make me get there sooner than I want to. I’ve waited too long. Meeting time, boys. No more of us are allowed to tell Delaney no. Probably on anything, but especially on...postponing bonds. My dick is so fucking happy. And my heart...Delaney, I can feel you in my chest. You’re like this warm liquid hug filling every damn crevice inside of me.”

“I’m so godsdamned turned on right now,” Cory admits, biting their thumb. They stand and approach the duo above me, and I think I’m having an out of body experience. Delaney peers over her shoulder to see me, concentrates on something internally, then Adam is cussing, and his hips are stuttering, and a steady trickle of her release drips into my mouth, tasting like the damn nectar of the gods.

“Yes! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Adam, you’re mine, you fucking hear me? I mean, I’ll share you with Cory, but FUCK! Hurry and get hard again so we can go for round two.”

“No,” he wheezes out. “I’m still fucking coming. Is my dick going to still be intact after this?”

“Thank you!” someone yells near me. “See? I’m not the only one that is worried about that.”

Maybe this isn’t actually the best position. Because as soon as he’s done coming, Adam’s knees buckle and he completely t-bags me as Delaney gets dropped onto her feet above us. Her back is still flush with the wall as she pants and tries to get her bearings, cum running freely down her leg, and I’ve got a man's balls in my face.

“Woah. Two unintentional blowjobs? You must have some sort of luck, Mr. Aspis.”

Is it wrong to flip off a student? What jurisdiction does that fall under? Does it count if we're both bound to the same woman?

“Dude, that's actually really funny,” Adam giggles as he finally rolls off of me. He doesn’t go far, just splays on his back in the middle of the shag carpeting, digging his fingers into it like he’s tilling soil, his wet, flaccid dick proudly resting on his thigh. Weird. It’s twitching.

“Holy shit. That happened way too fast,” Delaney says on wobbly legs as she makes her way to the couch.

Cory stops her though, laying down like I was and basically tripping her so she’s forced to sit on their face.

Delaney blinks down at Cory, a bit of confusion marring her brow, but then they must start doing something good with their tongue because she sinks a little further onto them and starts enjoying their clean up job.

Someone pops the top off a beer. “Cheers, boys. What a fucking life.”

I sit up, somewhat embarrassed for my actions, but I'm still completely homed in on Delaney, watching every rise and fall of her chest. Now that I've been forced against my will and better judgement to do something about this bond we share, I have to admit I'm seeing some of the advantages to it.

Maybe I can rescue the situation and make some good come of it. Her cunt is full of Cory’s face, but her face isn’t full of anything.

So I crawl again, this time holding eye contact with her. It feels like I’m crawling in slow motion as I approach her, and I’m mildly worried about Cory’s oxygen supply, but their grip on Delaney’s thighs is still nice and pink and they’re moving their upper body just fine.

“I’m sorry for not telling you the minute I knew.”

She nods and bites her lips, trying to hold in her moans. “Why did you?”

“I wanted you to feel safe here at Hemlock. I wasn’t sure how you’d experience the bond because Nagas feel a pull to their mates from pretty far away. I knew a while back when we met officially at that event. Scared the shit out of me. Panicked for a good bit. Then decided I just had to wait for you to graduate because then it wouldn’t be weird.”

“That’s so dumb,” she pants as Cory starts making an absurd slurping sound and Delaney starts screaming.

“Ooh, fireworks! I can make fireworks, too! Watch!” Unfortunately, we do watch. Naked Adam runs to the kitchen and digs through a cabinet, pulling down a bag of rice and grabbing a fistful of it. He makes a really terrible explosion noise and then releases it all into the air, scattering it everywhere.

“That was epic ! Delaney, did you see my sweet fireworks?”

“Yes! Oh, fucking fuck. That was so fucking dirty and so fucking good.” She flops to the side as Cory crawls on top of her and shares a filthy kiss with her, smiling down at her in a way that is very much marked with a boat load of self-satisfaction.

This is absolute chaos in here and now Adam is pouting that no one appreciated his starch-fueled pyrotechnics.

“Order in the court, order in the court!” Adam comes running back over, nearly tripping over what he swears is an invisible rhinoceros calf in the middle of the room, before banging on the back of the couch with a meat mallet. “We will have order, or I will hold you in contempt!

“Delaney, do you take this fine snake daddy to be your mate? For freaky times and nasty ones? For cuddle sessions and uncomfortable discussions about feelings? And snake daddy, do you swear to always compliment Delaney’s tits and smack her ass a minimum of twice a day? Do you promise to help in meal rotation and cum donation?”

“What is happening?”

“I think you’re getting mated,” Cory whispers very loudly to me.

“Uh...”

“Doth the snake daddy protest? Off with his head!”

Delaney jumps up, preventing Adam from having access to any sharp objects from the kitchen. “Okay you big strong boy. Let’s just take a seat for a second on the couch next to your buddy Jackson, alright? That’s such a good boy.”

“Do I get tummy pets now?” I swear his eyes get round like a cartoon character’s briefly as she does in fact give him tummy pats. Then she turns to the rest of us and I’m so fucking confused.

“I don’t even know what questions to ask right now,” I admit.

“I got this. Sex with her, once bonded, makes us high. It’ll fade but we tend to get really weird, so this is actually quite normal.”

I nod at Ash’s explanation. “That explains why all of you are merely a bit amused by Adam’s extremely alarming behavior. So this is how he normally behaves after he...I’m sorry, did he call it cum donation?”

“Yeah, that was a new one,” Ash says, scratching his chin casually. “But in all honesty, I’m pretty sure that was their first time fucking, so who knows if this is typical for him. I want to say yes though. Word is that August pretends to be an astronaut or something? I don’t know. I only caught the tail end of it once.”

“What about you? What’s your go-to?”

He blushes. “We haven’t, uh...”

“Woah. Okay, would it be inappropriate to ask who she’s fully bonded with?”

“Just us,” the twins say as they raise their hands. Then they smack the back of Adam’s head until he volunteers a hand as well.

“Interesting. I thought I would come in here and completely upset the working dynamic of this complex relationship, but it seems we’re all sort of on the same page.”

“She’s also boned the stone daddy outside,” Adam says with a sleepy smile. “That was hawt .”

“Should I put on pants for this conversation?”

Everyone emphatically yells no at Delaney, who decides to just lay down and put her head on Cory’s chest. “We're moving at our own individual paces. You said you were here under duress, but then you started spouting stuff that was actually kind of sweet. Which is it? Do you want me, or do you want to pretend there’s nothing at all between us to save face with the other old boring people you work for?”

She needs to be free to show affection to any of her mates she feels called to in the moment, so as I get to where she is, I don’t fuss over the fact that she’s already with somebody.

I hold myself over them and make my intentions clear before sinking my mouth onto hers, kissing her for the first time. I can still taste the faint remnants of that little bit of release I won from her, now mixed with the faint essence she acquired from tonguing Cory, brightening up my palate once more.

A moan escapes unbidden from the deep recesses of my chest, and I chase her mouth for more. Her lips are so damn soft and feel so good against mine that it’s hard to remember I moved over here to make a point. “I think I always knew I was going to lose against myself, and I’ve never been happier to be so wrong. I thought I could keep you at arm’s length and just imagine how good we could be together, but now that I've had you on my tongue and seen you take your passion, you’re fucking stuck with me. I’m so sorry for my reticence; we do have a lot to discuss because I unfortunately have some baggage we’ll need to deal with later. But I’m a possessive asshole once my mind is made up and you’re fucking it for me.”

“Can we backpedal to the baggage part?” Cory asks, looking at me with concern on their face. “Are we talking a crazy ex that thinks you’re still with them? Or like, something else entirely?”

“Family drama and ancient magic, the usual.”

“Cool, cool. Um, what?”

I smirk down at my mate, already planning ahead for all the things I want to do for her. “You’ll see. I think for now, I need to paint my tongue with you again.”

I’m shaking I'm so anxious to get between her thighs, and with that first lick, I fall into absolute bliss. Two licks and I’m shaking harder, and when she digs her long nails into my hair and forces me to lick her harder, my tongue shifts to my snake form and I dig all up in her channel, as far as I can go, and my fangs come out and drip venom into her skin as I sink into her flesh and claim her, filling her with a venom unique to just her that’s going to make her feel a million times higher and better than Adam is right about now, with none of the crash.