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Kazimir began slow thrusts upward, moving his hands to my hips to hold them in place while I circled my clit. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, digging his fingers in so hard I knew they would leave a bruise.

My knees banged against the hard ground as both males increased their pace, timing their thrusts so I was never without sensation. That only made me wetter, and soon, Ruslan was fully seated inside me. The fullness was indescribable, and my mind completely blanked of everything but the carnal pleasure they delivered.

There was no choice, no mates, no prophecy. Only the incredible feeling of being thoroughly fucked.

Ruslan yanked my hair back, forcing my back to arch and take both of them deeper. Kazimir dropped his hands from my hips, bracing himself on the floor and sucking a nipple into his mouth, using his teeth to tug it harder.

My core throbbed around them, wetness gushing and making the studio echo with slick sounds as we moved together. Sweat dripped between us, and the smell of sex was nearly overwhelming. But I did not want to stop; I wanted this to last forever.

“More,” I begged, though for what, I did not know.

The two fucked me harder, thrusting from beneath and behind to fill me to the brim, and Kazimir moved my hand away, replacing it with his. It was all I could do to hold myself upright as they fucked me, delivering more pleasure than should have been possible.

“I’m… going…” I panted, shaking like a leaf with the force of my impending orgasm.

“Come for us,” Ruslan commanded, giving me my head back as my spine arched and my scream shattered the other sounds around us.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I chanted as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me, my core tightening around them. My nails scratched against the polished wood floor as I grasped for purchase, needing something to ground me as I was vaulted to the stars.

“That’s it, milk our cocks,” Kazimir growled, his fingertips working furiously over my clit. His thrusts grew erratic, and with a strangled groan, he coated my pussy in spurts of hot liquid.

He throbbed inside me, joining my fluttering walls as Ruslan continued to fuck my ass, gripping my cheeks and leaving his own set of bruises as he came with a roar.

No one moved for minutes as we all returned to our sweat-soaked bodies, panting with exertion. Finally, Ruslan shifted out of me, hooking me under the arms and hoisting me from the ground. My knees screamed as I straightened my legs, and as I glanced down at my body, I discovered a trail of bruises around my hips and a massive one marking either knee.

Ruslan spun me to him, kissing me deeply as Kazimir pushed off the ground and joined us, stealing me from Ruslan for a kiss of his own. Breaking away from both of them, I stepped back and admired their naked forms.

“Satisfied, sprite?” Ruslan asked with a smirk.

Sleepiness pulled at me, and I nodded. “I think I need a nap now.”

“I’ll take you home, ” Kazimir offered, stepping forward, but Ruslan cut him off with a hand to the chest.

“Let her choose who she wants to go with,” Ruslan said, his smoky grays swirling with black fire. Kazimir swept his hand off his chest and took a menacing step toward him.

“I may have promised her to play nice while we fucked her, but I made no such promise for after.” Kazimir’s emerald eyes turned completely black without even the whites left in them, and that sickly aura that had surrounded him since his arrival returned with force. His fingers flicked across each other in the way I knew he called his magic, and on instinct I tapped into mine, sending it in his direction and siphoning away his anger, one tiny tendril at a time.

Ruslan bared his teeth at the challenge, and I swept my empath magic in his direction, pulling with everything I had to get them to calm down before they hurt each other. My decision was hard enough without them at each other’s throats. But I did not like the energy rolling off of Kazimir or the sickly way it tainted my own as I worked.

“Ruslan can take me home since I don’t think I can ride. Can you bring Mistik back with you?” I asked Kazimir, hoping the mix of my siphoning their emotions and asking him to do something for me would appease him.

He ran a hand over his face, the emerald color returning to his eyes, then nodded. “I’ll take good care of her, like I did on our ride here from the Night Realm.”

We pulled on our clothes in a hurry, and it wasn’t until Ruslan and I called our wings to fly home that I realized Iskra had disappeared and never returned. My cheeks flamed at the thought of her hearing what we did, but at the same time, my pussy clenched. The Iron Realm certainly had brought out a sexual side of me I never knew existed – or could possibly exist. The power rushing through me from commanding Kazimir and Ruslan to pleasure me was something I never imagined for myself either, and I flew even higher on our return journey from that feeling alone.

19

Béke Day Five

Izidora was exhausted when we returned to our suite at Ryza Citadel, and without question I took her to our bed, tucking her worn-out body into the warmth it offered and curling around her to offer my heat. My Dragon senses smelled Kazimir on her, and I gritted my teeth, anger rising both at myself and at the male who challenged me for Izidora.

How far would things have gone if I didn’t stop them?

Izidora needed to make her own decision, and I was trying to give her the space she needed, but fuck, that voice whispered in my ear that she was going to choose him and I’d caved. I just loved her so much, and I was terrified of losing my one shot at unconditional love, where I’d never have to worry about someone leaving me because I fucked up or wasn’t enough for them.

But I had fucked up, and I knew it. Though I’d gladly break my promise to her again to bring out the spitfire inside her, because that was the sexiest damn thing she’d ever done. That was who she truly was, who she deserved to become, and I wasso fucking awed witnessing it unfold. She needed to know it was safe for her to let it rise to the surface, and I planned on lighting that path forward for her.

Izidora released a soft sigh, sinking deeper into my hold, and I immediately tightened my arms around her, needing to bury her inside me and imprint her on my soul. There was no way to get close enough to her, and I ached for her every second of every day. It was driving me insane, these feelings for her, and no amount of secret sessions punching the shit out of the bag slaked the anguish swirling inside me.

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