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A kiss landed on Maia's stomach, and her toes curled.Allof them touched her at once. She felt like the centre of their world, and it was a heady, addictive feeling.

When Ark groaned and dragged his mouth away to gasp down air, Maia twisted to reach Kheir's lips and kissed him breathlessly, rewarded with a low rumble of pleasure. Her whole body responded to that wholly fae sound, a tremor working from her head to her toes, making her skin so sensitive. It didn't matter that the cut on her ribs was sore or her poisoned wing stung; with their touches travelling across her body, the pain dullened until all she felt was the throb of need.

"Jaro," she said hoarsely, growing light-headed on Kheir's deep, all-consuming kisses.

"My love?" her jaguar asked, lifting his red head and giving her a look so dark with arousal that her pussy squeezed. His lips shone with her wetness, and his fingers took their place, driving her higher with a thumb lovingly circling her clit.

"Fuck," Maia choked out, tighter and hotter and closer. "I want you inside me.Please."

Jaro rose up her body, pushing Az’s head aside with a possessive rumble as her Knight left open-mouthed kisses on her stomach. Her beastkind mate had been growing more and more tactile and greedy for her attention this week, and Maia couldn't say she hated it. Not when he looked at her with such heat in his eyes and a tight desperation on his face, like he'd perish without her.

"I can be patient," Azrail said quietly, something intense and dangerous in his voice that made Maia's toes curl. She wanted all of them all at once, but she was one woman and she had limits. Still, saintly magic should have made it possible, and it was unfair.

Jaro's mouth fastened to her throat in a hot, sucking kiss, stealing Maia's breath as he kicked his jeans down in a rushed, frantic motion. Maia didn't miss the way Azrail helped remove the offending material, and her lust soared higher, her heart full to bursting.

She'd had moments of doubt where she was sure this couldn't work—one careless, selfish princess with multiple mates who all needed her care and love and body. But things like this cast those doubts into silence.

"Watch your wing, Maia," Ark said, making her jump at his steel-like tone.

He was right though; her wing was drooping near the sofa back, and even a brush against the injured membrane would send pain obliterating her desire in a millisecond.

A warm hand slid up her calf, thumb sweeping circular motions, and Maia knew it was Ark even though she couldn't see anything past Jaro's long red-purple hair as he kissed her neck, stroking the head of his cock up and down her pussy. A flash of warm, sunlit magic shot through her leg and up her body as Jaro lifted his head, wordlessly asking if she was ready.

Maia nodded. She bit her lip so hard she drew blood when he rolled his hips against hers, burying himself in her heat inch by inch. At the same time, Ark's healing magic shot up her body like a shooting star.

She came instantly, and grabbed at Jaro with greedy hands, holding him flush to her body as pleasure poured through her like molten heat.

"Fuck," she choked out, sinking her teeth into his shoulder and holding on desperately as she burned and shook.

Jaro was panting in her ear, his body rigid and her own burning pleasure mirrored in his sharp, raging soul. When she stopped shuddering, he drew out slowly—and slammed back into her with a growl more bestial than any fae could produce.

Maia's back arched against Kheir’s chest, Jaro’s thrusts dragging every last ounce of release from her until she shivered with sensitivity. Kheir's hands grazed up her sides and found her nipples, and Maia's eyes nearly rolled back at the touch.

"Shit," she rasped, looking dazedly at Jaro as he watched her with satisfaction. "How am I—so damn sensitive? Ark, what did you do to me?" she laughed.

His hand was still on her calf, like he couldn't quite let go. "A temporary healing burst," he said. "It won't last, but it'll dull the pain for a few minutes."

"Feels like you shot it right into my clit," she said, choking when Kheir rolled her nipples between his fingers. "Leovan's hairy cock!" she gasped.

"Ha!" Kheir's voice thrummed with amusement even as he grazed sharp fae teeth over her shoulder, another maddening sensation to melt her brain. "My cock's not hairy. Neither are my balls, butLeovan's hairy ballswould make more sense, realistically speaking."

Maia struggled to think straight, shooting out of her skin when Azrail reached between her and Jaro's writhing bodies, fingertips gliding over her clit.

Leovan—the Archer's true name. The saint Kheir had been reborn as. Ugh, Maia needed a new swear word.

Kheir dragged the points of his teeth over her shoulder at the same time Jaro growled and thrust harder, watching her panting under him.

"My mate," he rumbled, jade eyes flashing brighter.

"My—pretty kitty," Maia choked out and grabbed a fistful of his long hair, kissing him roughly as his thrusts turned wild, her mate mindless as he fucked her. "Come with me—at the same time," she pleaded, the wet slide of his tongue and the vanilla and liquorice taste of him making her clench around his cock.

Azrail did something truly insane with his fingers, sliding over her clit from all angles, surrounding her with stimulation. A cry exploded from deep in her throat. Maia had a vague notion of sounding like a honking goose, but she didn't give a shit as her second orgasm hit strong enough to ruin her, and Jaro snarled and crashed with her over the edge.

Kheir took pity on her as she came, gently caressing her nipples instead of stimulating, but Azrail, that damned bastard, kept torturing her clit with whatever mad thing he was doing with his whole hand. Sparks shot through her like she'd been stung, and Maia’s pussy gripped Jaro’s cock, making him choke on a groan, too.

When she remembered how to breathe and think and move, she snapped her hand out and grabbed Azrail’s wrist, giving him a languid glare. "Trying to kill me, Knight?"

In reply, the edge of his fingers glided through her wetness and brushed her clit, making her back arch again.


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