2. Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Korbin

" F uck, yes," Rook moaned as I sucked his cock all the way to the back of my throat. I curled my hands under his thighs and snaked them around his hips to hold him in place. He had a tendency to buck forcefully, and I wanted to be in control for a moment. I wanted to drive him wild until he didn't know his own name.

I trailed my thumbs along the ridges of his hip bones, moaning as he tightened his hand in my hair. He was close. I could feel it. His abs were tense beneath my fingers, his breathing erratic and loud in between his whimpers and pleas for more. I loved him like this. When he was uncontrolled and free in his reactions to me. With not being able to see him, I made sure he was vocal and that he didn't try to hide his responses. I wanted to hear and feel everything.

"Korbin…"

Gods, the way he said my name when he was so close was one of my favourite sounds.

I pulled off his thick cock, letting it go with a pop and laughed at the frustrated noise he let slip. My boy was so needy. I held out my hand in front of his face. "Suck."

Wet heat surrounded two of my fingers as he worked them like I'd just worked his cock, taking them right to the back of his throat until I could feel him swallowing around my fingertips. Gods, I wished we had more time.

"You've got five minutes to come, boy. If you don't, then you'll have to wait until after the Blood Moon."

I dragged my fingers out of his mouth before trailing them down his crease. His breath hitched as I circled his pucker before sliding my fingers deep inside him. His moan was low and guttural, and he spread his legs wider to give me more room to settle back between his thighs. With my free hand I gripped his cock and gave him a long, slow stroke.

"Five minutes and then we stop," I reminded him before dropping my mouth back over his cock and swallowing him down. He went straight to the back of my throat, and I held him there for a moment before hollowing out my cheeks and going back to his tip. I didn't want to tease him right now; I wanted him to writhe and buck and moan before cumming down my throat.

I hooked my fingers deep inside him and stroked that spot that was a sure fire way to make him scream.

"Korbin!"

A drop of saltiness hit my tongue, my only warning before he exploded in my mouth. I kept sucking at his cock, collecting every damn drop, until he hissed and pushed me away. He was panting, his chest heaving beneath my fingers. We stayed like that for a minute, my head on his stomach, my body cradled between his thighs and his hand stroking my hair.

"That was…"

I chuckled. Sucking him dry seemed to be one of the only ways to make him speechless. That or fucking him hard enough that the only thing he could say were the gasped syllables of my name.

"Come on," I said as I slapped his thigh. "Blood Moon time." I rolled off the bed and adjusted myself in my pants. I could imagine Rook before me with a clarity that had always surprised me. Spread among the rumpled sheets, his wild green hair fanned out around him as his chest rose heavily. Yes, I might be blind, but that never stopped me seeing him. My sight was a strange thing. More like intuition than anything else. I could see clear images in my mind of what was, what is, and what would come to pass. I never understood why Hades had made me this way, but we all had our unique qualities, and this was just mine.

"I don't want to move," Rook groaned.

"Tough shit, baby boy."

"But what about you?"

The sheets rustled as he crept closer. His fingers wrapped around my waist, and he pressed an open mouthed kiss against my sternum.

"What about me?"

"Don't you want to cum?" He said as he dipped his fingers beneath the waistband of my trousers.

"Yes, but we don't have time." I did want to, but I also loved building up to my release. I was hard as a rock, but the waiting was only going to make it that much sweeter when I would finally get to sink my cock deep inside Rook. I batted his hands away. "Get dressed. I've a feeling tonight's going to be more fun than any of us imagined."

T he Blood Moon was always an interesting event. All that power and raw energy entwined with the added surge of the lunar eclipse made for some interesting celebrations. But this Blood Moon was extra special because it coincided with the Spring Equinox. Tonight's Blood Moon would be all about rebirth and new life and I could already feel the energy sizzling in the air around me.

I turned my face up to the night sky feeling the rays of the stars on my skin. Tonight, everything was going to change.

"Is that everything?" Rook asked.

"Yes," Casimir replied. "Now we wait."

We all had our positions around the altar that matched the points on the compass. We were at the foot of the Weeping Mountains and this spot was situated on powerful ley lines. It made it the perfect place to capture the power that numerous covens would be sending our way in exchange for bounties and favours.

The wind surged around us, pulling at the hem of my coat, and whipping the tendrils of my hair across my face. "And so, it begins."

Casimir grunted and Nox squealed with excitement.

Magic hummed through the air and electricity traipsed along my veins as a distant whisper carried on the breeze. That was unusual.

"Can you hear that?" Rook asked, his voice unsure.

"Yes," I replied. The chanting grew louder and more intense. "Something's wrong."

A clash of thunder sounded overhead, and a melody of ravens cawed around us. That was ominous. Ravens were an omen of death and bloodshed. This couldn't be good. I knew tonight would bring something new, I could feel the stirrings of new life in my vision, but new life heralded by an omen of death couldn't be a good sign.

"Watch out!" Nox said and I felt the touch of feathers against my cheek as the ravens swirled past me. They swooped around us. Masses and masses of birds flew through the air, their feathers brushing against me. There must be hundreds of them, maybe even thousands. The cacophony of their caws intensified, and I could sense the birds converging on the altar.

"What's happening?" I shouted above the screeching birds.

"They're gathering on the altar," Casimir yelled. "But I can't see what they're doing. There's too many of them."

The wind still howled around us, thunder clapped overhead, and I could feel the lightning crackling in the air. Something was coming to a head. Something bad was going to happen. I ducked down and covered my head, sensing the other guys doing the same. A roll of thunder boomed so loud that my eardrums popped.

Then there was only silence.

"Rook?"

A hand clasped mine and the familiar scent of bergamot and spices filled my nose. "I'm here, Korbin."

"The fuck was that?" Nox said, his footsteps moving closer.

Rook helped me to stand, and I squeezed his hand. "What can you see?"

He swallowed. "The birds. They're all dead."

"That's not all," Casimir grumbled as he stood next to me. "There's something on the altar."

My gaze whipped over to the large slab of stone, even though I couldn't see her, I could feel her. Such rage. Such hatred. Such vengeance. It all tumbled around her, surrounded by a darkness that was angry and frightened.

Oh boy. We were going to be in for a wild ride with this one.

I smiled. I couldn't wait.