Chapter 26

THREE MONTHS LATER

Even now, I cannot quite believe Snow is gone.

It has been three months since we held a ceremony at the lake. We laid Snow's beautiful body on a raft and we sent him out to his favorite place, burning under the night sky. We said our goodbyes and we told him how much we loved him, and how grateful we were for what he did. For us, for the world.

If the scepter had remained in existence, even protected by Lucien, there was always the chance the Anti-Magick Alliance could have gotten hold of it.

Snow ended it. He ended the fear.

Yes, the AMA still exists. As long as supers exist, they will be here trying to stomp us out. But at least that is the end of the supernatural threats.

For the first time since I moved to Phoenix Falls, everything feels calm.

There is an undercurrent of grief. But it grows quieter by the day.

And Mack is okay. He and Sam have been taking lots of walks. Talking for hours, helping each other through what they're experiencing, even though they are both going through something very different.

Mack feels the same, and he looks the same. But something inside him has definitely changed. He is missing a piece he will never regain. But he will learn to live with the emptiness. That's what I know, deep in my heart.

He will learn to live with it, and we will work extra hard to fill it for him. Even if it's just a little bit.

I turn my face to the sun and smile. It is early February, and still freezing cold. But we are having some sunny days, and I love the sun at this time of year. It makes everything feel crisp and bright. It is the promise of new beginnings.

When Mack arrives at my shoulder, I know it is him before he even touches me. I lean toward his presence and when his hands meet my hips, I put my palms on top of them and guide them to my belly. He sighs with contentment, and it sounds like the purr Snow used to make. His lips vibrate against my skin.

For a moment, he just rests his large warm hands on the swell of my stomach, then he allows them to drop to my waist. "You really should stop wearing these," he mutters.

"Because none of my clothes fit now this baby is growing bigger?" I lean back onto his chest and try not to let my raging pregnancy hormones take over. All I want to do is turn around, rip his pants off, and sink down on top of him. Right here on the jetty.

But I also want to feel him enjoying the way my body is changing.

Mack flicks open my the top button of my jeans and tugs them over my hips. "You should stop wearing them because I want you naked. All the time."

I only realize Sam is there too when I notice him kneeling beside me, helping me to step out of my clothes.

The panties are next to go. They are still lacy and black, because I refuse to give in and wear maternity underwear. Sam smiles at them approvingly as he tucks them into his back pocket.

From this angle, the silvery scars on his back look like tiger stripes.

I never stop wanting to kiss them better.

As he begins to kiss my ankle, there's a splash in the water and Tanner leaps up onto the jetty. He's dripping wet, and not even a little bit cold.

Holy fuck he looks good like that; dripping, shaking his floppy hair, arms bulging as he stretches them out and does his favorite party trick for me – the instant dry method.

Mack's hand settles between my legs at the same moment Sam reaches the back of my knees. The sensation nearly makes my legs buckle but Tanner is in front of me now, kissing me deeply.

My tongue meets his, slowly searching for the connection that makes fireworks break out beneath my skin.

"Are we late to the party?" Luther's deep gravelly voice lands like hot coals on my aching skin. His heat moves with him. Quite literally, he brings a warmth to parts of my body I didn't know existed. Kole is with him. They stand aside, leaning casually against the side of the jetty while Sam begins to lap my pussy and Mack's fingers start to torment my clit.

Gently tugging down my bra, Tanner's eyes widen. "Fuck, you're incredible."

My breasts are larger now, and my nipples darker. And it's driving them all crazy.

I love seeing them so turned on. I love that they can barely walk past me without gently slapping my ass or moving in for a kiss. I love that they all seem to be almost permanently hard in my presence.

Tanner lowers his mouth to my nipples. They are more sensitive than normal, and the pleasure mixes with a bite of pain as he sucks one hard into his mouth. I press on the back of his head, telling him not to stop.

Behind me, Mack disappears. He moves to Sam's side, takes his hand and makes him stand. Then he gets on his knees and takes Sam's cock in his mouth.

My breath hitches. Tanner's does too. I reach down for Tanner's cock and curl my fingers around it. He closes his eyes and a loud moan parts his lips. He tugs me closer, and the sound of Mack taking Sam's cock deep into his mouth floods my core with wetness.

I look down at the jetty. It's going to be uncomfortable, but I'm not sure I care.

As if he can tell what I'm thinking, though, Kole strides over, strips off his clothes and takes my hands. He lays on his back, then Tanner helps me lower myself onto him like a queen climbing onto her throne.

As my walls tighten around him, Kole braces his hands on my hips and kneads my pale skin with the tips of his fingers. When one of his hands moves to my stomach, he smiles. He smooths my skin, then sits up to kiss me. "I can't wait to see how big your belly gets," he chuckles darkly. "I wonder if it's twins."

My eyes widen. The idea both terrifies me and makes me incredibly happy. We could handle twins. Heck, there's six of us. We could handle triplets.

I comb my fingers through his beard then tug his long hair loose.

Tanner is at his side, and Kole turns to take Tanner's balls into his mouth. I lean forward too, and the pair of us lap at him while Tanner fists his own cock, staring down at us with love and lust swirling in his eyes.

When my tongue meets Kole's we begin to kiss. We are kissing, and running our hands up Tanner's inner thighs, and Kole's cock is deep inside of me.

Behind us, Mack and Sam are kissing now too. But then Mack stops and marches over to me.

Kole lies back down, and I lean over him, exposing my ass to Mack and Sam. They grin at each other, then kneel down beside me, one either side, and pay torturous attention to my breasts while I tilt my pelvis and try to find the spot that will make the fire start to build.

It is when Tanner kneels too and slips a hand between my thighs, playing with my clit while I ride Kole's cock, that I start to spark.

They fly up into the cool early morning air, and I meet Luther's eyes. He is watching.

I love it when he watches.

It used to fill him with envy, but now it fills him only with pride.

He drops his pants and exposes his impressively pierced erection. He tightens his grip and makes long, languid strokes while never taking his eyes off me.

I grind harder on top of Kole. He reaches up and caresses the ink that swirls on my chest. The ink he put there. You are magnificent, Little Star.

I have found the rhythm that I need.

The boys are kissing me, every inch of me. I have reached that place in my head where everything slides into nothingness. It becomes an intoxicating whirl of pleasure that I can't escape, and wouldn't want to. I can't think, can't focus, can't speak.

All I can do is lean into their touch, into the way my body lights up and responds to them.

They feel different but the same. I know who is touching me, and yet I don't because it all bleeds perfectly into one thunderous sensation that threatens to undo me.

My back arches.

I reach up and scrape my fingers through my hair, then let my wings free.

I have not come yet, but something about releasing them, and seeing the way the boys look at me, makes me soar with pride.

I cry out as Tanner finds the rhythm that will drive me to oblivion.

The sounds of Mack and Sam kissing, and Kole moaning, and Luther coming hard onto the wooden boards of the jetty, fill the air.

I find Tanner's cock and take it into my mouth. Kole strokes my hair for me as I take him as far back as I can. When he comes, though, he gives it to Kole not to me. And I watch Kole swallow with a glint in his eyes. Then I kiss him, so I can taste it on Kole's tongue.

"Don't stop," I beg them. "Please don't stop."

Tanner returns his mouth to my nipples. I sit up and lean back. My wings fill the air, stretching wider than they ever have.

And the orgasm that comes rolls over me in waves. It builds and builds then tumbles down and down and down through my entire body, undoing every part of me.

By the time it subsides, I am trembling.

Kole holds my hips, and smiles up at me.

Mack takes my hand and helps me stand, and then Luther is there, scooping me into his arms and carrying me back toward the cabin.

We are not finished yet.

Inside the cabin, Luther lays me down gently on the bed and my mates gather around me. I gaze up at them, my heart swelling with love and gratitude. For them, for the child that grows in my belly. For the beautiful life we will have together. For how far we have all come.

As they join me on the bed, I can"t help but notice the way their bodies intertwine. They kiss each other, and touch each other, and kiss me, and touch me, and it's like one incredible, fluid dance that never ends.

Tanner, ever the sensual one, begins to kiss and stroke my neck, his fingers trailing down to my waist, where they grip me tightly. I arch my back, offering myself to him entirely, my wings fluttering softly around us.

Mack, the Daddy of the group, moves to my other side, his fingers gently tracing the curves of my body. His lips brush against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I can feel the warmth of his kiss on my lips, the tenderness of his touch.

Sam, the wild one, crawls between my legs, his eyes locked onto mine as he teases me with his fingers. I moan softly, the pleasure building within me once more.

Kole, my viking, strokes my hair. Nova… I open my mouth. He kisses me deeply, and then I feel heat skittering across my breasts. I look down to see Luther tracing dancing flames over my body. I burn with desire for him, but he will never burn me. His magick is the same as mine.

Fire. Heat. Passion.

He is kissing me when Mack says, "Wait…"

Everyone stops.

A gentle hum escapes my lips. I want them back. I'm not ready to stop. But Mack says, "Did you feel that?"

He is resting his hand on my belly when a small flutter, like butterflies moving inside me, makes him startle. He blinks down at his hand, then looks at me and grins. "She kicked," he breathes.

Instantly, the others sit up and gather around, pressing their palms to my skin, too.

"You think she's a girl?" I put my hand on top of theirs.

Kole kisses my forehead. I know she's a girl. A brand new Little Star. And if she's anything like her mother, the world will be a very lucky place.