Philit took a deep breath, and then, he was in front of me, his arms wrapped around me. The hug started simple, his welcoming heat and touch bringing tears to my eyes. Then, his hold on me tightened, and I realized there was a small shake in his body. He had truly believed I was gone, out of his reach forever.
I squeezed him back, needing the same reassurance. While Neyil kept saying he would have returned me, after seeing him as he was with that other Fae, any illusion he created with me had shattered. Maybe the sincere version of him was real to an extent, but I also knew that the more ruthless version was too. He was still a powerful, dangerous Fae, who’d fought and killed countless dragons and riders. While Neyil hadn’t done it with his hands directly, my father was dead because of him.
“I don’t know what’s going on,” I said into Philit’s chest, sensing the other two coming closer. “I don’t know what’s true anymore. But I do know I don’t want to face it alone. I want to be with you guys. With my mates.”
“I feel the same,” Philit said, finally pulling away.
That sense of loss only lasted for a moment before Landers was squeezing me tight, burying his face in my neck and taking in a deep breath. It was like his whole body relaxed against me. Then, Zilon had me pressed against his chest as he kissed the top of my head and buried his face in my hair. His body shook against me.
“We’re finally back together,” Landers said with a wavering smile. There was even a shine to his eyes.
“I’m back,” I said.
The words were thick, full of all the emotions bubbling up inside of me. I was finally back with them. It had only been a week, but a long, stressful one. Definitely confusing.
But we were finally back together. Everything felt as it should once more.
14
For a moment, we only gazed at one another, drinking each other in, recalibrating our emotions and bonds, and cementing what I was beginning to think of as our unit tighter together. Then it was like the bonds between us had been pulled too far, and now that we were close together again, the bonds had snapped together, shortening the connection.
The heat in me felt explosive, and judging by the burning gazes of my mates, they felt the same too. Without saying anything, we were in each other’s arms again. I wasn’t sure who I was kissing; I just needed to feel them all. To taste them.
Hands wrapped around my waist and lifted me. I naturally wrapped my legs around Zilon as he held me to his hot, naked body. The scales along his shoulders were hot to the touch as I stroked them. Then, I buried my hands into his thick hair, while claiming his lips.
Or really, he claimed my lips. Zilon had always been the gentle, reserved one. But not this time, not as his thick tongue dove into my mouth, sweeping me away with him. I pressed into him, needing more. It wasn’t long until I was feeling his hard cock bobbing against my ass as he kissed me silly.
I moaned, my spine tingling, as I knew what was coming. Desire seemed to sweep through me, devouring all my thoughts. I wanted him. Needed him.
Needed all of them.
Being surrounded by the three of them only seemed to increase my awareness as my body grew burning hot and wet, ready for them already. It’d been too long.
Zilon grunted as we went, sitting on the ground with me settled in his lap. I reached behind him, touching his wings and loving how he shuddered from the intimate touch.
“I need something,” I gasped out.
“I got you,” Landers said, kissing along my spine as he played with my breasts.
So many sensations, all of them driving me wild. Landers grabbed me, leaning back so that I was sitting in his lap now instead. Then, he laid down carefully, still holding onto me as his fingers brushed against my hard nipple.
Zilon watched, his green eyes so dark, they were almost black. He was feeling it all, the lust that seemed to slowly work its way toward consuming us. Then, he moved so that his face was near my pussy. His arms went to my thighs, spreading me further apart to give him more access. His hot breath left me squirming, while Landers’s expert touch on my breasts wasn’t helping me stay still any. Zilon hadn’t even touched me yet, and I felt like I was about to come undone.
“Lick her,” Philit said in a gruff voice. “Taste her.”
Zilon didn’t hesitate, dragging his tongue through the folds of my pussy, only stopping once he reached my clit. He swirled his tongue around the little, sensitive bud at the same time Landers tweaked my nipples.
I moaned, my hips trying to rise up to find release. Zilon only tightened his grip to keep me in place.
“She tastes so perfect,” he mumbled, only to do the same thing again. As his tongue traveled through my folds, I quivered, the tingles building inside of me. I was ready to come, my release right there at the edge, so close I could touch it.
Philit kneeled my side and grabbed my hand, resting it on his long, hard cock. “Make her come,” he said.
Zilon did it again, but this time, when he got to my clit, he nibbled on it gently. It was the lightest pressure but still enough. As I held onto Philit’s cock, I came, squirming in their hold. As I was screaming, Zilon threw my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy, eating me up and lapping at my juices.
“Fuck.” Landers groaned from behind me as my emotions flooded their bonds, making sure they knew how good they felt.
All three ended up moaning too.