Chapter 168 Rapturous Ruin

Chapter 168 Rapturous Ruin
❀ Maeve ❀

Being an empress was taxing at best. Hair-raising at worst.
Every day, reports on conflicts and uprisings threatened the little sanity I held on to.
Vampire-on-wolf violence, packs of wolves hunting vampires. Humans caught in the crosshairs.
The council worked tirelessly to prevent these and met out justice. But it seemed this was the new normal.
On the bright side, trade, investment, and business reached a record high. Inter-species coupling exploded as well.
On my floor in the newly constructed stronghold in Blackbridge, soft steam escaped a quaintly rustic room.
My sauna house.
My second bedroom, literally.
Whenever the issues of the empire overwhelmed me, and the wrath peeked its volatile, bloodthirsty head, I’d retire here.
The maids slid the door closed behind me, and I let my bath towel fall from my body.
With a deep sigh, I walked deeper into the large room.
A firebox blazed in one corner, a rock chamber tucked beside it. On the opposite end of the room was a sizable blue pool.
Hot and cold. Perfect.
A water bucket and ladle stood beside the rocks. Mini brooms of scented dried branches hung from a rack. 
The rocks close to the firebox emitted heat, making the air humid and warm.
I lay back on one of the two-foot-wide benches, the polished surface smooth to the touch.
“This is the life,” I murmured, muscles relaxing.
Steam gathered and rolled off my skin as I lay there, the soft sizzling of moisture on the hot rocks lulling.
A wayward smile bloomed on my face as I replayed life so far with my doting mates.
Though both had tasking responsibilities in their respective sectors, they never failed to give me the attention I deserved. The attention they’d made me addicted to.
Even now, at the mere thought of them, the air grew heavy with my need.
I refrained from summoning them at every whim, so as not to distract them from their duties.
But now, I wished I could mind-link Bastian from an unlimited distance. Wished I had a bloodgem in my chest to communicate my desire to Nikolai.
Soft plinks of water echoed in the chamber, the heat flushing my skin with steadily increasing intensity.
But there was something else.
An almost palpable feeling of being observed—
I opened my eyes.
Within the steam, a figure leaned against the cedar walls.
Though the perfumed sauna hid his scent, I immediately recognized him.
His gaze was lit with an animalistic intensity so strong it made my heart race.
I followed his gaze to see what made him look at me with such darkness. What he saw that affected him so deeply.
When he took a step forward, I saw his clothes were damp with steam. How long had he watched me?
“You mostly retire here when it gets too much,” he rasped, leaning over me.
“It got too much,” I agreed.
But my mind wasn’t concerned with whatever events had soured my mood enough to send me to the sauna.
Something more interesting was happening in his pants.
A distending of the member that made me feel things. Dark, sensual things.
I dragged my gaze from his hardness. “Will you undress for me?”
Always so busy, I knew he’d probably taken the first chance he got to trace to me.
“I missed you. Even in the heat of battle, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
I dropped my legs to the floor, assisting in the shedding of his coat. “Battle?”
“The rebels once more, but I’ve handled it.”
“I’m sure you have. I’m proud to have you on my team, vampire,” I murmured into his ear.
Finally, he was naked before me.
I bit my lip with a throbbing fang, admiring the way his muscular shoulders and pecs tapered down to unyielding stomach ridges.
In this light, his pale skin was pinkened, rosy nipples taut.
When I covered one with a finger, his body rippled.
I straddled him on the bench, our skin slick with moisture. The broad head of his shaft pressed against my stomach, way above my navel. It made me wonder how I’d been able to take such length within me.
At the thought, my core clenched over his thighs, breaths shallowing.
Nikolai buried his face in my neck. “I felt that,” he groaned, his tongue tasting me.
A prickle of worry shadowed the moment. 
Ever since we first got together, I hadn’t been with one without the other. All our escapades had been in a trio, our bodies moving as one. In tune, bonded.
In fact, as a hunger seared my throat, I realized I only fed from Bastian, as Nikolai fed from me.
I tried to pull back, but my vampire wasn’t having it. His fangs were already scraping the skin of my pulse.
“Wait, we can’t.”
He tilted his hips, massaging his hot shaft between our bodies. “I wouldn’t mind it if it were me. I’m sure he won’t either.”
I forced logic through the thick haze of lust. “Say that when we do it without you.”
Nikolai grumbled, allowing my escape.
I returned to my original position, this time with my legs across Nikolai’s thighs.
He sat with his back against the wall, gaze devouring my body.
My sex ached, my breasts heavy with arousal. I licked my lips multiple times, trying to cast the image of his naked, damp cock from my mind.
The heat of the steam, and of his eyes, quickly became overwhelming.
I rose, heading to the cool pool on the opposite end of the room. I needed to douse the fire within me, else I’d climb Nikolai’s cock like a bridge to heaven.
Nikolai stood up too, intending to follow me.
“Ah-ah, stay right there,” I tutted.
“Why, can’t trust yourself not to bite?”
I met his eyes, my brow raised. “Precisely.”
He growled, raking his hair with glinting claws.
The movement made his cock bounce, muscles flexing all over.
Great gods.
Would I really survive this temptation?
As Nikolai started to pace, I considered asking him to trace to Bastian and bring him to us—
The door slid open so hard the wood cracked.
A tall, lethal figure entered the room. He had to bend his head to clear the doorway.
My stomach fluttered.
Bastian.
His eyes immediately found me, then Nikolai. He took in our nakedness, sensing the charged atmosphere and the scent of need.
His gaze darkened.
I strode toward him. “Nothing happened, Bastian.”
Placing my hands on his chest, I rose on my toes to nip his lips.
Within seconds, his blood-stained battle gear hit the floor, his clothes following in a blur.
“I missed you, so much,” I whimpered. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he lifted me off the ground.
“Came straight here from the field. I need you, kitten.”
I sank my fingers into his scalp, pulling him in for a deep kiss.
Our tongues twined, the world falling away as the shock of my bare breasts pressing against his blazing hot skin roused me.
From behind, Nikolai gripped my hair, separating our kiss. He tilted my head and took my lips instead, fangs stiff and throbbing against my lips.
Panting, sweating, pressed between two virile males, I was nearly out of my mind.
Nikolai’s tip brushed between my spread cheeks, Bastian’s shaft ground against my front.
My thoughts scattered. 
“Oh God, oh God. I’ll come just like this.”
With an answering grunt, Nikolai reached around and thumbed my nipples. Bastian gripped my splayed ass tighter, grinding harder.
“Ahh… fuck…”
Together, they ushered me off a cliff, the fall as electrifying as the high.
Sweat stung my eyes, the heat near unbearable. “The pool,” I managed to whisper, body still spasming.
Bastian walked into the pool with me in his arms. Once inside, he let me float on my back between them.
“What do you want now, Empress?”
I smiled. I’d trained my mates well.
Wordlessly, I motioned to my breasts.
They leaned in at the same time, without hesitation.
My back arched in the water, desire blooming once more.
Bastian’s technique was bold and fangy, with soft bites and deep pulls that made me keen.
Nikolai was sensual, his worshipping licks and teasing pulls sending me into a frenzy.
I tugged Nikolai’s head up, directing him for another kiss. Sucking, moaning, tongues dancing.
I jerked when a hand slid down my body, covering my sex. The heel of it pressed down on my clit, a finger sinking into my slick sheath.
When I released Nikolai, he floated down my body, settling between my thighs. Bastian came up to claim my lips then, his growls of pleasure setting my body aflame.
When Nikolai’s tongue flicked my clit, I nearly cried. Bastian didn’t let up, swallowing my screams as Nikolai sucked and ate at my bud.
“I’m going to come… again…”
I regretted moaning the words, because Nikolai abruptly stopped.
I looked down at him. “No…”
My complaint cut short as he rimmed me, before pressing in with his broad tip.
“Yes… yes…”
Bastian manipulated us to the edge of the pool, sitting on the shallow steps, dark gaze locked on where Nikolai and I were joined.
The stretch was addictive, the fullness bliss. When Nikolai rocked me until all of his length filled me, my eyes fluttered closed.
He gripped the backs of my thighs, easing me back and forth over his shaft.
“Am I giving you what you need, Empress?”
“I love that, baby… please… just like that.”
Movement at the corner of my eye caught my attention.
Bastian.
His big hand covered his cock, pumping in time to Nikolai’s strokes within me.
I looked up to see his jaw clenched, face slack with intense pleasure. Then he met my eyes and let out an anguished groan.
Poor baby.
I tilted and claimed his cock with my mouth.
His hips stuttered. “Hmmph. So hot…”
My hair coiled around his fist, he worked my head over his thickness slowly. His hand shuddering, chest expanding on heavy breaths.
All the while, Nikolai pumped into me relentlessly, his grunts mixing with Bastian’s. With mine.
We were one. Lost in a storm of our own making.
The pressure built and built, a sweet tingling sensation lashing my clit where his thumb flicked.
Cock in my throat, I could only murmur my ecstasy, bucking back against Nikolai until I crashed.
Feral release.
“Mmmhhh…” I screamed around Bastian’s shaft.
Nikolai hissed, claws bruising my hips. “Milaya… milk me!” 
Heat pooled low in my belly from Nikolai’s seed. Bastian’s cock pulsed and jerked in my throat incessantly.
Immediately Nikolai withdrew, Bastian gathered me up against his chest.
Vision blurry from the staggering intensity of my orgasm, I straddled him, sinking onto his shaft like a learned memory.
I tightened my arms around him, unable to get close enough.
The water around us should’ve been cold, but our bodies had warmed it.
It sloshed as Bastian locked his arms around my back, hugging me just as tightly as I did him.
Then he dug his heels in and thrust upward into my wetness.
His wicked, tattooed body enveloped me, controlling my pleasure.
“Oh, Bastian… oh… yes…”
His hips surged, pistoning between my legs. I fucked back, whipping my hips to meet his plunging drives.
My toes curled.
I whimpered, tremors taking me over.
Building, coiling… building…
My back arched.
I screamed helplessly as my body seized.
One last plunge to send me hurtling over the edge—
I dipped my head forward and sank my fangs deep into his neck. Blood rushed into my mouth in an addictive rush.
Bastian plowed harder, animalistic in his throes. “Take it. Take my seed, my Empress. Take my blood. Madden me!”
Delirious, I dimly felt fangs piercing my own neck from behind. A hard body pressing into me, snarls against my skin.
Lost. Found. Loved. 
A trinity of rapturous ruin.

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