Chapter 52 Selfish Lys
“You’re dying to put her out of her misery,” Draki leaned into Finn, who stared at him with pure hate.
But in his eyes was desire too. He wanted them. He wanted the Hearthrown Alphas.
I looked away. I did not need to see his desire. I could smell it, seeping out of his pores, burning hot like his barely contained rage.
“You want a chance to give your beloved Lys her fourth orgasm, and have her moan your name.”
His voice was wicked, mocking, and Hale chuckled, walking behind me as I crawled back to his lover, thoroughly amused, as if this was actually funny.
Like it was funny to have us at their mercy like this.
“You know your safeword.” His voice dropped. “You don’t have to stay here, and watch how we take care of our wife. Use it and I will let you walk out of that door.”
My hair was all around my face, like a curtain, and I could safely peek at Finn through their strands without risk of him seeing me.
I never wanted him to find out that I still cared about him despite his betrayal.
That I wanted him to leave and stop hurting himself like this.
But he did not leave. And Draki laughed.
“What about you, pet?” He turned around.
Even barefoot, his footsteps were heavy, deliberately so, no doubt, as he walked towards me.
He wanted to keep this fear alive that made my heart pound and my clit pulse.
“Do you want to use your safeword?”
“No sir,” I said as my sweat dropped to the floor.
My knees were beginning to burn, crawling across this room that resembled a football pitch.
“Ah,” he said, a surprise that did not sound surprised. “Then should we let your lover go? End his misery?”
“No.” My response was instant.
A little part of me wanted him to suffer. I wanted his heart to burn with the same fire in my chest. But mostly, I wanted him here because I knew it was easier this way.
No matter how painful this was to watch, it would hurt even more if he had to go back upstairs and pace his bedroom, wondering what was happening, wondering why he heard sudden screams from here, wondering if they were pain or pleasure.
And strangely, this felt right.
Having all three of them here at the same time. It made me feel whole… complete.
I finally stopped before Draki’s feet, and as I straightened up to my knees, my body swayed.
All three of them rushed forward to grab me, but Draki caught me first, his firm hands holding me up.
“My beautiful wife,” he whispered, and when I looked up in his eyes, there was nothing wicked there anymore.
He stared down at me the way Finn did all the time, the way Hale did when he thought no one was watching.
With naked adoration, like I was the most beautiful woman who had ever walked the planet.
His fingers sunk in my hair, stroking, as a sudden gust of wind howled outside. It was about to rain again.
I could not resist leaning my head against his knee. He felt so warm, that natural dragon fire, like a fireplace on a winter's night.
And his fingers… I was moaning again, so wet that tears jumped to my eyes because I had no idea how long this denial would go on for.
“Do you think this is appropriate punishment for sharing your body without our permission?”
“Yes sir.”
“Did you enjoy it, pet?”
I paused, but his fingers in my hair felt like a lie detecting magic. “Yes sir.”
“Do you understand that you cannot do it again?”
“Yes sir.” I whimpered now.
I wanted them. I wanted them to turn me over, and thrust into me with all this anger they felt.
I wanted them to piston out this ache between my legs even if they called me a whore, their little slut the whole time they were at it.
“I have a feeling you will though,” he said then.
I wanted to protest, to tell him I had no plans of ever speaking to Finn again after tonight, not after such cruel betrayal.
But somewhere deep in my mind, I knew he was right.
This will happen again.
Fate will lock us up somewhere like it did today. He will not be able to keep his hands away. And I will let him touch me all over.
He would look at me with those sad, beautiful eyes, speak with that vulnerable passion, and I would be melting at his feet.
Tears burned my cheeks as they slid down.
I should stop this. I could stop this. But I did not have the strength to.
Weak.
My fate had been decided from the day they walked into that cave.
From the day I had driven my wheelchair into the garden and saw the sad-eyed boy by the lake.
Draki was pulling my hair now, clutching the root tightly so it did not hurt but heightened my senses to the point I wanted to scream out loud for them to fuck me already.
He pulled me up to my feet and pushed me down on the bed.
“Listen now,” he looked between me and Finn. “Both of you. You will be punished every time this happens. And there’s no telling just how far I would be willing to carry your pain each time.”
As he spoke, Hale walked over and started to work his lover's pants down. They whispered between themselves.
I kept my eyes away from Finn even though I could feel his eyes on me. Smell the anxiety in his pores as he leaned closer to the bed, wordlessly begging me to look at him.
A deep groan. The sound of flesh on flesh.
I looked up to find Hale pumping Draki between his tight fist, staring intensely into each other's eyes.
Lying naked like this, with my legs spread, the sight was so damn erotic it was enough for me to come.
“You hear that, Finn,” Draki called out in a strained voice. “She’s moaning. You should recognize that sound better than any of us, right?”
He broke off, and walked towards Finn, completely naked.
I could not help thinking he looked like an old Greek god. Tall, with skin so tan, he looked like he was just returning from a vacation.
His erection was intimidating.
Hale dropped on the bed beside me, and started to coo in my ear as my heart pounded. How was that going to fit? Where was it going to fit?
“I gave you this for a reason.” Draki glanced down at my underwear still clutched in Finn's hand. “Use it.”
His touch appeared gentle as he caressed Finn’s curls away from his temple.
Finn flinched, instinctively perhaps.
But just like me, he could not resist the touch, he leaned in, and I watched a single tear roll down his cheek as his eyes closed.
“I’m sorry,” he mouthed over and over.
“Shh.” Hale kissed my temple as my own eyes stung at the sight of the men like this.
I was so damn jealous I could barely breathe.
Finn was mine!
And call me selfish, but I could not stand a second of what he had to watch me do with the other men the whole night.