Chapter 166 Whole

Chapter 166 Whole
❀ Maeve ❀

Nikolai started for me immediately, covering my body with his tall, muscled frame. Just feeling his firm skin brush over mine made me moan and claw at his back.

I smiled—it had been a test.

The first to reach wouldn’t be the first to breach.

I captured Nikolai’s lips with mine once more, arching my back, kissing down his neck. My fangs scraped his pulse, releasing the tiniest tease of blood. I lapped it up greedily.

Just as Nikolai caged my head in his hands, parting my legs with his, I flipped us.

Now I was on top. How it was meant to be.

I kissed down his stomach, noting the hitch in his breath, the way his muscles jumped and tensed. Wondrous.

Then I gripped his cock possessively, rising to straddle his thighs.

As I languidly pumped my hand, his hips rose to meet it with short, jerky thrusts. I abruptly stilled the motion.

“You’re such a tease, Milaya.”

I tilted my face back to kiss Bastian, who knelt behind me, cock already pressing against my ass insistently.

He thumbed my nipples, drawing out a whimper of defeat from me.

“I love what you do with your fingers, love. I love you,” I murmured roughly.

In response, he firmly kneaded them, still tugging my nipples, his sharp fangs grazing my neck. I melted, the only thing keeping me up was his claiming grip.

“I will mark you. Do you want this, kitten?”

My breath caught. “Yes, oh… yeess.”

Nikolai was still beneath me, hips rolling to fuck my palm. My blood roared when he pressed his thumb against my aching bundle of nerves, circling with slow, torturous motions.

My core flooded, my lungs dragging in spice- and smoke-laced air.

Bastian coiled his hand in my hair, holding my tilted neck in place. The significance of what was occurring made my breaths quicken.

My vision pulsed red with pure excitement, claws flaring around Nikolai’s pulsing shaft. 

At the first probe of Bastian’s thick tip at my entrance, I keened and arched my back deeper.

“Fuck me, Bastian… give me your beast…”

Nikolai kept up those maddening circles around my clit. I raised my other hand to mold my breast. Bastian’s claws cinched my hip in a crushing grip, his member stretching my walls slowly…

Too much, too soon… a searing heat radiated from all points of contact, tearing through me savagely.

I threw my head back as much as the grip on my hair allowed, riding my mates with a jagged scream.

When I opened my eyes, Nikolai’s pupils were blown.

“You came so prettily,” he whispered, awed.

“Squeezed my cock so good, kitten,” Bastian rasped in my ear. “But it’s just the beginning.”

I nodded wordlessly, my pliant body helpless to their will.

Without thinking, I bent to take Nikolai’s shaft in my mouth. Bastian accommodated the change, pulling my hips back until I was stretched between them.

His hands claimed my hips as he seated himself deeper inside my slickness.

Nikolai moaned, his own hand now twisting in my hair, holding me between his legs.

Then Bastian began to… move.

My eyes rolled back even as I sucked the cock in my mouth.

Nikolai grunted and surged deeper. Bastian pushed back with hard thrusts at my back.

Completely at their mercy. But I had nothing but trust for them. I felt safe, loved.

A sting flared from where Bastian had just spanked the living hell out of my ass, the room filled with the slapping sounds of our love making.

Nikolai countered with soft, worshipping touches on my neck, my cheeks. I looked up at him, and he hissed.

“You defeat me, my queen. I’m soon to come. Do you want it?”

I bobbed my head in what could’ve been a nod. I couldn’t find the air to breathe, let alone respond.

My bones were jelly, my body sizzling with the pleasure I shared with my mates.

They were the sexiest, most relentless men I knew. Having both at the same time was nearly unbearable.

With each hard slam of Bastian’s hips, Nikolai’s cock went deeper and deeper down my throat.

“Milaya… you’re…” I heard Nikolai groan, muscles tensing so deliciously.

Bastian suddenly gripped my head and pushed my mouth all the way down Nikolai’s shaft.

“Ahhh! Fuck…”

Nikolai spasmed in my arms, skin sheened with sweat.

The salty brine of his release slid down my throat, and I dutifully swallowed. I didn’t need to see his face—I knew he was finished, defeated—

Bastian suddenly pulled me up, my back flush with his front.

On one particularly savage thrust, I cried out in utter pleasure.

Nikolai’s eyes dilated as he watched. Then the wicked vampire cupped my pussy with his palm, the heel grinding my clit.

Bastian pounded relentlessly. My moans grew louder, my throat slick with Nikolai’s seed.

My wolf licked my ear, his voice a guttural rasp. “You’re mine. Forever. I will mark you so… no one… no one ever doubts it. I’ll mark you hard and long, mate…”

He tilted my head once more. My heart thrummed.

To be claimed at last by my lycan mate, his mark scarring my neck prettily.

“Bite me, love… I need it… please… please…”

Nikolai’s lips claimed my breast.

Too much… the molten heat building in my core was too daunting. But my mates never relented.

With a snarl, Bastian sank his thick fangs into my neck.

The pressure exploded, my voice wheezing.

Then I screamed.

My wolf snarled and bit down hard, cementing his claim.

My vampire sneakily pierced my breast with his own fangs, groaning as he sucked my blood.

A palm crushing my clit, thick cock pounding my cunt.

My vision blanked, core squeezing Bastian’s cock as if to consume him.

He released my neck and bellowed to the ceiling, hips stuttering as he flooded me with his seed.

“Ah, kitten… you sear me.”

“Mmmhmm…” I slurred, still spasming from the high.

Nikolai pulled me off Bastian’s cock, gently setting me down on his own.

“Oh my gods… yes…”

He raked his claws through my scalp, caressing tenderly. His hips moved at a pace almost too slow, but just right.

Kissing my face, my lips, my chin, he murmured in that language I couldn’t understand. But his desire was evident, his devotion clear.

Voice soothing, he slid in and out of me sensually. My eyes prickled with tears.

Then Bastian began to kiss from my lower back to my nape.

Both of them worshiped. Both of them mine.

The bond was complete, so much so I felt connected to my mates on a spiritual level. I didn’t doubt that they felt it with me, as their conduit.

Nikolai stole my moans, my whimpers. He moved in such a way my raw clit brushed against the root of his shaft.

Another moan, Bastian’s claws tracing my sides, a startlingly powerful ball of ecstasy built and built.

“I can feel you squeezing me, Milaya. Come for me… bathe me in your essence… I crave it.”

He claimed my lips again, big arms trapping me against him while he thrust from below—

I shattered… writhing… drawing out infinity.

When it was done, my lips curved in a dizzy smile.

“Look at her, so pleased after defeating us.”

I couldn’t even tell who said that. My lids were heavy.

I dimly registered being lifted off the bed.

Water coursing down my skin.

Being dried… the glow of a bigger hearth.

Soft touches on my skin, kisses on my face.

When I sank under, I surrendered completely.

Nothing could ever beat this.