“This is what you want?” he murmured as his other hand caressed the curve of my ass.
I moaned around Arvo’s cock in response, pushing myself back against Zephyr to make the head of his cock slip inside of me. As Zephyr pressed in deeper, I took more of Arvo’s cock, my eyes starting to tear up as he went farther down my throat.
Arvo gritted his teeth, watching my lips work up and down the length of his cock.
Once he bottomed out, Zephyr didn’t waste time on going slow. He started pounding into me, pressing his fingers into my hips with bruising pressure.
My moans were muffled as both Arvo and Zephyr filled me, taking what they wanted and driving me closer and closer to orgasm. Heat took hold of my entire body, and I almost felt like I was floating, suspended in euphoria.
“Look at you. You’re loving this.” Arvo smirked as he watched my eyes roll back at the pleasure. He gripped my hair, not pulling, but he held me in place as he lightly thrusted into my mouth.
“And she’s getting close. She’s so fucking wet,” Zephyr gritted out as he thrusted into me, not slowing his pace.
A pulsing, euphoric sensation started to take over my entire body, waves of heat crashing through me. I peered up at Arvo with pleading eyes, needing them to finish me off. I was so close that it made me ache.
“Come for us,” Arvo told me.
His command sent me over the edge. My orgasm struck me without mercy, making me shudder as wetness coated the inside of my thighs. I moaned around Arvo’s cock, but that wasn’t the only noise that filled the room. I also heard the sound of Arvo speaking in Latin.
Arvo’s voice was breathy, his body tightening as he got close to coming. He spoke the incantation from memory, his eyes resting on mine.
“Una anima. Unum corpus. Aeternum,” he gritted out the last word before spilling into my mouth with a grunt.
Zephyr wasn’t too far behind. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back as he thrusted forward, pushing in deep as he came. His fingernails dug into my waist, leaving crescent marks as he panted lightly.
My arms and legs shook under me, threatening to give out as the pleasure sapped the energy from me. I felt their hands guide me to sit down on the seat of the throne, my head spinning slightly.
“What was that? What were you saying?” I asked.
“This was a pact between the three of us. You’re bound to us, and we’re bound to you,” Zephyr explained to me as he stood in front of me with Arvo. Their bodies gleamed with a light sheen of sweat, and Arvo’s hair was slightly tousled from my grip.
“That means we’ll protect you until death,” Arvo said before leaning closer to me, his eyes seeming to darken. “But if you deceive us, we won’t protect you from death. We’ll bring it upon you.”
I swallowed hard as I gazed up at them. If I wasn’t involved before, I certainly was now. With warmth glowing over my skin and a sense of excitement and danger consuming me, I nodded to them. I was theirs, and they were mine. There was no turning back now.
CHAPTER 9
SOL
About a week had passed since I sought out Biba and asked for her help to get back in Zephyr and Arvo’s good graces. I still hadn’t heard from her, and I probably didn’t need to expect an answer from her. Zephyr and Arvo had her wrapped around their fingers so tightly. She wouldn’t dare do anything to go against them.
The only thing that I could hope for was for her to not say anything to Zephyr or Arvo about me asking her for help. I didn’t need any more trouble from them than what I already experienced. I had been going to classes and to the cafeteria, daring to roam the halls, but I still kept myself on edge. I couldn’t risk letting my guard down.
I glanced up and down the hallway before unlocking the door to my room and stepping inside, immediately shutting the door behind me and pressing my back against it. Whenever I got to my room, the weight on my shoulders fell away, allowing me to take a breath at last. I was safe. For now.
Arvo’s lackeys continued to trail me, taking note of my movements. I wasn’t blind to them. I let them watch me and report back to Arvo that I wasn’t doing anything treacherous or sneaky. Maybe that would eventually convince Arvo to back off and let me back in.
If only things were that easy.
I dropped my bag off near my bed, rolling my neck to try to ease some of the tension. I would be lying if I said the stress hadn’t taken a toll on me. I slept less, ate less, and weighed less. Slowly, isolation would kill me. Unless someone finished the job quicker.