“Now!” Kols demanded. “Before she detonates again!”
Again? I thought, wincing as something sharp pinched my neck. Shade, I recognized i
mmediately, our bond snapping more firmly into place with his bite.
“No!” I screamed, but it was lost to the ripple of ecstasy his mouth forced through my system. I shuddered, conflicted between the inferno threatening my being and the euphoria trickling into my veins.
I gasped as Kols bit the other side of my neck, his incisors sliding deep into my vein to suck harshly at my blood.
A cry lodged in my throat, the pain mingling with pleasure as a third mouth met my breast, the kiss almost gentle. The slice of teeth followed against my tender skin, causing my back to bow off the ground. Zeph. I felt his claim, his bond lashing at my spirit and sinking literal teeth into my soul. Along with Kols.
All three of them pulled in unison, taking my blood and leaving me weak and defenseless beneath them.
And utterly powerless.
I nearly wept, my impending death the most blissful and rapturous experience of my life.
Until I realized I wasn’t dying at all, but living.
Thriving.
Balancing.
They were taking on my excess energy, drinking their fill and leaving me depleted in their wake. Creating a new equilibrium, one that allowed me to breathe again, to think, to realize the gravity of their sacrifice.
They’d all three just taken me as a mate at once.
Drinking my essence in an effort to help me create order within my powerful chaos.
And I had absolutely no idea why.
I opened my mouth to ask, but my lips were suddenly too numb to move.
They were taking too much.
I tried to tell them, to warn them, to beg them to stop, but each pull sucked me deeper into a web of euphoria I couldn’t escape from. Two mouths at my neck, one at my breast, and a pulsing need blossoming between my thighs.
As if Zeph knew, he released my breast to slide his mouth down to my nipple, his green eyes meeting mine as he gently teased the tip with his tongue.
I weakly arched off the ground, my body responding while my mind fought to catch up. Only, he sucked my nipple deep into his mouth, causing my brain to flicker out of existence.
Kols chuckled against my neck, his tongue dancing over the wound he’d created. “That’s fun,” he mused, tracing a wet path up to my ear. “If I didn’t want to kill you, I’d indulge in that reaction more.”
I shivered, uncertain of how to react to that threat.
“You won’t kill her,” Shade said, his mouth whispering over my jaw as he moved to hover against my lips. “It’ll hurt too much.” He kissed me tenderly, his tongue slipping between my lips to give me a taste of my own blood.
Zeph nibbled my breast sharply, causing me to gasp, and Kols mimicked the motion against my earlobe. “What the fuck are we going to do now?” he asked.
“Mmm, you’re the future king,” Shade murmured, speaking each word against my mouth. “I imagine you’ll figure it out. In the interim, I’ll tuck our sleeping beauty into my room for the night since you destroyed hers.”
“Don’t you fucking—”
I never heard the end of Kols’s statement, his words disappearing beneath a cloud of smoke. One that seconds later unfurled to reveal a bed adorned in rich purple silk.
Shade’s bed.
Chapter Twenty-Six