I… I feel… She trailed off, biting her bottom lip.
Needy? I suggested, leaning in to nibble her neck. Hot?
Yes, she moaned into my mind. But I don’t… I…
I smiled. For someone so incredibly fierce, I found it rather amusing that she could revert so quickly to her shy and delicate side. Or perhaps she didn’t yet understand that her body required nourishment to help replenish her reserves. She’d expelled so much today, more than she likely ever had before. And now her spirit required supplemental nutrients from her mates.
Technically, some blood would help.
But I preferred her body’s suggestion instead.
“Aflora?” Kolstov breathed, his pupils dilating as her sensual energy rolled over him. He, too, would be craving life after being so close to death.
All of us were.
A hum stirred among us, one simmering with desire and yearning—a yearning only our heart could appease. Our Aflora.
Kolstov breathed her name again, reaching for her as she opened her eyes.
“Kols,” she whimpered, her instincts taking over as she practically collapsed on top of him. Her body molded to his, her mouth claiming his.
My blood heated in response, her power a seductive pull that left me useless to stop her.
Bow to the queen, her essence whispered.
And so I bowed, my soul hers to command.
VITALITY SURROUNDED ME, my earth essence humming all around us.
We’d created life.
Renewed a destroyed soul.
Stirred energy into a being who deserved so much more.
Fire flourished through my veins, my powers all mingling together in a culminating moment of rightness, with Kols at the heart of it all.
I kissed him as though my life depended on his, because it did. I’d tied us all together, rooted my soul in each of my mate’s beings, ensuring we were forever connected.
A circle of life in its truest form.
We might not have planned for this to happen. We might not even really like each other. But it didn’t matter. We belonged to each other now
, and would for eternity.
“Bite me again,” I whispered, begging Kols to finish our connection. I’d felt his mating bond snap into place with Zeph, and I wanted to experience the same. I needed to belong to Kols just as much as he belonged to me. “Please, Kols. Please bite me again.”
He lifted his hand, his fingers threading through my hair as he secured his grip. Then he pulled my throat to his mouth, his incisors piercing my skin on a delicious wave of ecstasy I felt all the way to my toes.
Somehow, we were all still dressed.
A miracle, considering the inferno heating my skin.
I wanted to be naked.
To mate my men.
To experience lust in its primal form.