Unbridled lust shrouded his face. My inner walls clenched his shaft, demanding he give it all. And he offered me everything—his body, heart, and soul.
My nerves blazed with bliss until for a second I was afraid I might not be able to take it anymore. All four Marigolds were me, and I felt every pleasure beating in my every cell, fiber, and atom, as my mates ravished me.
They ravaged me long and hard, feeding me pleasure and wild energy. They were starved for me, and they’d always want me with such consuming hunger.
There was nothing more satisfying than knowing that, and I basked in that ecstasy.
My savages. My cavemen. My haven.
My alter egos moaned shamelessly and screamed each of my mate’s names in mind-bending, earth-shattering pleasure.
I was at my mates’ mercy.
And the demigods were known to be merciless. They demanded each Marigold’s absolute submission as they drove into me with brutality and resolve. I surrendered in shuddering pleasure before trying to dominating them.
They played my bodies like an instrument, and I moaned at their every carnal touch and every powerful thrust. I wanted more, even when I couldn’t take any more.
I was obsessed with them, with their hard beauty, their tenderness, their cunning minds, and their gorgeous cocks.
And I adored their dirty talk and even their harsh commands when they drew out my sinful orgasms like tidal waves.
I was theirs—theirs to use, to fuck, to enjoy, to play, to torment, and to cherish.
I screamed hoarsely, and my bodies felt so raw yet wonderful, when they rode us relentlessly, vowing to fuck us to eternity and roaring our names like savages as they pumped every drop of hot seed into the depth of our heated core.
And then I was the one and only Marigold.
Zak, Axel, Paxton, and Héctor lounged around me in our vast bed, spent and satiated and smiling, and stroking me sweetly and tenderly.
“So this is it—us,” I said huskily, moonlight spilling on our nudity.
“This is us.” They gazed at me with radiant galaxies in their eyes. “We’ll be here with you after all the stars wink out and worlds turn to ash and fire.”
I peeked at them and grinned. “Let’s not wish harm upon stars, worlds, or even gods. We’re better than that, aren’t we, my beloveds?”
-The End -