Chapter 51 Monster gods
My robe was gone. And my skin was radiant even in my own eyes as I crawled towards the far end of the room.
You will be whipped, cuffed, humiliated.
This was it. Day one of the life I had begged for.
Here was the price for walking again. And I could not even pretend I wasn't enjoying it.
Not when the remnants of my tears for release were still sticky against my cheeks. Not when jolts of hot tingles ran up my spine every time my thighs rubbed together.
The house was quiet, and occasionally, I heard the sound of speeding cars from the far off-road.
But I was more aware of the three masculine presences in the bedroom. At how open my body was to them under the soft gold light as the fireplace popped and cracked.
My pussy and ass bared up for Draki and Finn's enjoyment.
My breasts, hanging, moving with every inch of the floor I covered in complete view of Hale.
In this position, with my body hyper-aware, I felt everything differently.
The whisper of air against my naked skin like a lover’s kiss. Finn's edgy breathing sounded as if he was breathing right in my ear.
Hale's predatory anticipation as I drew closer to him covered my skin with goosebumps. And Draki's possessive enjoyment of this show he had put on, set off a soft ache between my legs.
Submission and Domination. It all made sense now.
I had spent a long time on forums when Draki made me read all about these activities. I wanted to understand why people couldn’t just have normal, quiet sex and call it a day.
Worse, why would anyone enjoy being a submissive?
It dawned on me now. I had all the power here. I could stop all these with one word: chocolate.
Nothing could continue without my express permission. But right now, I want it to continue.
Because it felt better than dancing in the air.
Not only did their eyes shine with awe, I was the object of their desire.
Look at them, pet. So fucking jealous. They want you.
The two most powerful gods on our side of the continent wanted me. The vampire who could restart a war was aching for me.
Hale groaned low in his throat when I reached him. But as I straightened, the room titled.
He tried to grab for me, but Draki’s voice made us freeze.
“Keep your hands away, Mon amor.”
Hale looked furious as he glanced over my head at him, and then his eyes softened.
They were equals, but Hale was mostly conflict-avoidant. And there was something else in his eyes now… Love? Trust?
He pulled back, relaxing into his seat. But his eyes asked if I was OK.
I nodded.
That sudden drop in blood pressure left me feeling even more euphoric. And at this point, my head was swimming like I had sniffed stuff up into my nostrils.
“Take his pants off, doll.”
My eyes met Hale's, and the need in those midnight blue eyes sent cool desire into my blood stream.
He looked at me the same way he used to years ago. That look that made me want to do crazy things.
Rhea was feisty now, in real heat as she recognized her mate, Aegir, nestled behind his ribs.
I licked my lips nervously and his eyes flashed.
Right now, our bond felt the strongest it had ever been. How was I going to control myself, rein in my desires if he kept giving me that look?
“What are you waiting for, fairy?” His voice was calm as always, and silver above! The man was gorgeous right now. That tousled hair that was the color of the moon, those blue, blue eyes so intense they made my clit pulse.
I leaned in and grabbed his waist band.
And from my side vision, I saw Finn sitting up, clutching my silk panties tightly in his fist.
My cheeks burned, and Hale’s eyes narrowed. Then he glanced back at Finn.
Aw. For moon's sake. The man was reading my thoughts.
“Get out of my head,” I muttered, leaning closer to pull the pajama bottom past his hips.
“Easy fairy, you don’t want Daine noticing you've had a spine the whole time, do you?” His lips were curled in a teasing, cruel smile. “There’s nothing he enjoys more than breaking people.”
My fingers twitched, “Like he broke you?”
He growled low in my ear, offended.
“Like he is going to break your little boyfriend.”
I yanked his pants down. He hissed at the forceful brush against his rock-hard dick.
Hale was very polarizing, and in my guilt these past few days, I've not had the time to remember that.
In the past, our dynamic had been different. This man, who was mostly sweet, patient, and peaceful, had made it his full-time job to get under my skin.
He annoyed me to tears and brought out a side of me I never would have believed existed. He made Sweet Lys a myth.
Where Draki inspired sluttiness and submission in me. And Finn made me relaxed and at ease in the way only a soul mate could, Hale… Hale brought out rebellion in me.
He made me want to fight him, talk back, and then have explosive sex right after hurling dishes at his head.
“You’re staring at it like you want to suck it.” He licked my ear.
I shivered, realizing I had been staring at that darker colored crown of his dick the whole time.
“You have a lover for that.”
“Jealous?”
I leaned down, tugged the pants free of his ankles and turned to find Draki watching us with a new curiosity.
Unlike Hale, I could rest assured he would never read our thoughts. Or listen in on our whispers.
“Sit on him.” He said now, and my eyes popped.
I glanced back at Hale, and he looked just as surprised.
On his thigh, pet. Sit astride him.
“Oh.” Rhea stretched along my spine, impatient to fuse with Ageir.
Placing both hands on his knees, I sat with my pussy lined along his thigh.
“Ohh.” Everything rushed back. All the sensations that had dimmed in my brief irritation were back with a vengeance and my skin burned red.
I stared into those blue eyes, and they stared back at me, softening.
My lips parted at the electricity between our skin, at the lust heightened by our wolves.
It felt natural to move now, to brush my pussy across his hardened thigh, to grind my clit against the hard-worked muscle.
Shadows keep us! In one night, I had become the whore of Silver Summit District.
What would Grandma, Arthur, say if they could see this now? My body started to turn rigid.
“Go on, don’t worry about Finn. Ride your husband the way you did your lover,” Draki goaded from behind.
I flushed in embarrassment. But when my eyes met Hale's, there was no judgment in them.
Instead, his eyes were teasing. “Is that the best you can do? I thought you had more rhythm as a dancer.”
With our gaze locked, my hips began to trash, grind, sway.
It should have embarrassed me to be this way in the presence of two other people. To moan so loudly every time my clit brushed against those fine hairs scattered across his thighs.
But I was so close to release, finally, that I did not care. My brain was still pumped with endorphins, and now dopamine.
The room was warm, and my skin was on fire. My chest was rubbing against my true mate.
“I had no idea your pussy was so smooth.”
“Hale.” I moaned. My thighs quivered.
“Keep calling my name like that.” His voice was low now so only I could hear. “It brings back so many memories.”
My head fell back as my nipples squeezed into themselves, aching so much, I brought one hand up and started to pinch.
“That’s so goddam erotic.” Draki cursed behind us, and Hale flashed him a grin.
“I know. This fairy is full of surprises.” His eyes were pinned on my bouncing tits. “Draki never mentioned anything about keeping my mouth off you, did he?”
He started to lower his head, and my mind went to the bathroom. To all the things he had done with just his tongue.
“No, no.” I leaned away from him, my hips still moving across his thigh as my abdomen started to contract.
“That’s not a safeword,” Draki said, and Hale caught my nipple between his teeth.
My voice rose to the ceiling, my fingers digging into his shoulders as my hips were full on rutting against him.
His lips were firm, tongue wicked, flapping, bitting, sucking till I thought I would burst.
My thighs clamped against his, and just as my orgasm lit up, he pulled away and pushed me off him.
His grin was pure evil, and I looked between him and Draki.
That was why he sent me here? This was my punishment.
They were playing with me, driving me to the very brink of climax and then leaving me abruptly.
We will not touch you till you are absolutely begging for it.
You will be cuffed, whipped, humiliated.
Angry, frustrated tears ran down my cheeks as Rhea trashed inside me.
She clawed against my spine like she wanted to be let out to finish what we started.
Draki snapped his fingers and I could not help dropping to my knees immediately.
Finn shifted in his seat, his face tight with the agony he was feeling, and I wondered briefly if there had been a mistake. Maybe he really cared about me?
I turned and started to crawl back to the darker god.