34. Scarlett

CHAPTER 34

SCARLETT

Fear and excitement shoot through me as Figment-Cain stalks toward me.

Except, he's not figment.

He's very, very real.

Just like in my dreams, my gaze drops to the massive cock that went hard the moment he saw me.

My fingers sting from the jagged piece of glass I had used to kill my brother. I was going to use it on Edward next, but I can see that my mates have already finished the job.

Cain stops as his cock brushes my stomach and throbs against me with unrepentant need. "Give me your hand, Scarlett."

I flash my gaze up to him, mostly because I didn't expect him to be able to speak. His tongue is thick in his mouth and my body shivers as I recall him using it on me.

Between my legs.

Now, I suspect he intends to do more than taste me. Even if my body doesn't seem to be compatible with his, I feel an innate trust in this beast that has saved me from ruin.

The glass clatters onto the ground when I unfurl my palm.

Cain has to bend down to reach me, but he lifts my hand with his massive claws, being impressively gentle. His long tongue drags over the wound, making me shiver as he takes my blood into him.

A hum of rightness settles in my chest when he does that.

"Do you want to become my Queen, Scarlett?" he asks.

My eyes widen. "Queen?" I ask. My voice is a soft whisper after having broken through the silencing spell by whatever power I had unleashed, but Cain seems to have no problem hearing me.

He grins, showing off sharp teeth. "Yes. That's what it means to be my mate." His gaze drags over my body with appreciation. "And you will need to take as much of me as you can. Will you do that for me?"

I know that he's seeking my verbal agreement. The Strigoi had been the same away about making sure I approved of any intimacy before they engaged.

"Yes," I say without hesitation, even if I don't know how to achieve it.

Cain's cock is so large, I'm certain there's no way it'll fit.

He guides me to the bed now stained with blood. "It'll require some magic," he informs me.

I relax as I rest on my back. Cain seems like he wants to drag his tongue over me and taste me all over, but that's how my dreams have always gone.

This time, it's real.

I spread my legs for him, sucking in a breath when he drags the head of his massive cock over my pussy. It's so large, it stimulates every inch of me as he does it again, making my toes flinch and then curl.

I'm not sure what kind of magic I expected, but I watch with a sense of awe as he brings his wrist to his mouth and sinks his massive fangs into it. Blood drips from his arm and he holds it out over me, coating me with it.

My skin tingles everywhere his blood touches. There's power in his blood, I have no doubt about that. My body drinks it up and immediately I feel a change.

He wastes no time centering his massive cock at my entrance. It certainly doesn't fit.

But then, he pushes.

What didn't fit before now shoves an inch into me, making me such in a breath as shock jolts through me.

Because it feels… good.

I had expected pain as he pushes in another inch, forcing my body to stretch around him and allow him in.

"Relax, little star. You're doing such a great job for me," he says, and each praise makes me give him a little more, just so I can hear it again.

My breath comes in short gasps as I curl my fingers into the bed, willing myself to take more of him.

Somehow, I do, and he groans as the ridge of his cock's head pushes inside. I feel like I'm going to burst at the seams.

But then he begins to move.

"Keep your eyes on me," he says when my eyelids start to flutter from the overwhelming sensation. He holds my ankles and spreads me for him, then continues to lightly thrust, each time going a little deeper.

"Cain," I said on a desperate breath when I feel like I'm going to explode. He's so big, so thick. It makes me feel so… so…

So full.

"Don't hold back," he says with a wicked glint to his eyes. They still represent shattered glass just like in my dreams. "If you're going to come for me, then come. And when you're ready, you're going to take Cage and Sabre next, should you desire." He thrusts a little deeper into me, making me squeak. "At the same time, preferably."

I can barely process my new mate bond with Cain. Sabre and Cage seem like a duet of power and death. I know they're around us feeding and watching.

Gods. Are they watching?

"They're watching, yes," Cain confirms. His grin widens when I glance up at him with wonder. "Our bond is deepening now that we're connected, little star. I can hear your thoughts. At least, when you should them like that."

I bite my lip as he drags one thumb over my clit, being careful to avoid nicking me with his long claw.

I lose track of sensations as he presses onto my clit.

"Cain, I'm going to…" My words drift off into euphoria as he continues pumping into me. "Can you come with me?" I ask, not sure why I'm asking it. I think I don't want to be vulnerable. I can feel Sabre and Cage watching me, waiting to see what I'll do.

"You can always have my cum," he says with a growl to his tone. "Now, come for us, little star. Don't hold back any longer."

My stomach bulges as he pushes deeper inside, forcing his massive cock into me. I can almost see the outline of it on my abdomen as my orgasm slowly crests, then shatters.

I scream as he rolls his thumb over my clit, pushing me to the edge well after I had fallen off of it.

He keeps his word to not let me fall alone. His climax is soft, slow, and he pumps me full of his cum until I feel even fuller than before.

"So much," I say as I thrash my head from side to side. The aftershocks of my orgasm only grow stronger as wetness spills down my ass and soaks the bed.

"Mine," he practically purrs. The low rumble of sound is one of pleasure as he finally eases out of me, slowly, until the pressure is gone and his cum rushes out of me.

"Now," Cain says, his accent even thicker than before, "you're going to do that again on Sabre's cock while I watch him play with you. Would you like that, mate?"

A shiver runs up my spine when Cain calls me that. I thump my head onto the bed and stare up at the shattered mirror hanging above me, only to see the broken reflection of a dark creature made of nightmares stalking onto the bed.

I'm not afraid.

Excitement shoots through me as Sabre's long tongue begins to explore my skin, including my soaked entrance that is dripping with Cain's cum. He doesn't seem to care as he licks and tastes, making my body hum with pleasure.

I'm not sure how it's possible that I want more after a full-body orgasm like the one Cain's beast had just given me, but I don't even feel human anymore.

I feel… ravenous.

"I would like that… very much," I concede as Cain settles himself on the floor against one of the pillars. He's far too big for any of the chairs, even if he could find one that wasn't broken.

"Hmm," he says, the sound one of pleasure as he strokes his cock that's still hard. His silver cum drips from the head and he coats his shaft with it, making me shiver in response.

Sabre's voice in my ear reminds me that it's his turn, now. "I might not be as large as Cain, my Sigil. But I do have a trick up my sleeve." When he eases me onto my stomach and slides his cock into me, I instantly remember what he means.

Because there's a bulb around his cock vibrating at my entrance, and one inside hits a sensitive spot, the duality of pleasure almost making me come again on the spot.

"Look," he says, curling his fingers around my throat, then lifting my chin to look up. He continues to pump into me while he directs my attention. He's rougher than Cain, which now I suspect is part of the reason he had taken me first. He has more control, he has to, given what he is.

Sabre thrusts in deep and makes me gasp as he holds me in place. "It looks like Cage is making a friend."