Ovation (Galaxy Circus #9)

Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

Lila

I n the bedroom, Xavier slides me down his body, and the two of us watch with awe as Zeydan joins us, stripping down, his naked chest on display, wearing only that skirt I so enjoy. Xavier makes a hissing sound, and when I drag my eyes away from Zeydan, I see my warlock’s mouth is open with surprise.

“Sexy isn’t, he?” I smirk at my warlock.

“Yeah,” Xavier is slightly speechless which makes me giggle

Zeydan smirks and winks at the warlock before he scoops me up, laying a heated kiss on me.

I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his body as he walks over to my bed. He stops to throw me down, but I hang on.

“Wait,” I say, sounding slightly breathless from the kiss. “Where is my divinity inside me? How do I feel it, take a piece, and shove it into you?” I ask him, and Xavier lets out a small whistle.

“I don’t know what the two of you are talking about, but it sounds like a fun time,” he comments as he slouches indolently into the chair in the corner of my room, his voyeur hat firmly on his head.

“Lila is a quarter deity, so she can bond with me like I bonded with her. She needs to find that well of godly power inside her and take a small piece then shove it into me.”

“Godly power?” That get’s Xavier attention, and Zeydan nods without looking away from me.

“Yes, Liliana thinks that is why Lila can access her forms’ powers even if she isn’t wearing the right one.”

“Well, that makes sense. Oshan was insistent that she would splice herself if she even attempted that, but it seems to come to Lila without any trouble.”

Zeydan focuses on me, and I feel his power expand and sink into me. I moan, because it feels all kinds of good, and I wriggle against him, but his hold on me tightens. “Focus, Lila,” he instructs, and I attempt to do what he says. His power probes at something inside me that seems to swell. My body feels tight, and it throbs with electricity as he caresses it. “This is your divine power. It is quite substantial, way more than I expected.” Zeydan sounds surprised, but it’s all I can do to remain focused.

My nipples are tight, and my pussy is wet with need, and all I want to do is grind against him. I try to kiss him again, but he turns his head.

“Try to grab a piece of it,” he tells me, and I groan but attempt to do what he says.

Closing my eyes, I focus inward, pushing past the voices of my various creatures and forms, going deeper inside myself than I ever have before. Searching for the elusive power, I almost give up, but eventually, I can see a rolling ball of pure white power, with a small sliver of green mixed into it.

“Is this it? Is the green your power?” I ask him, poking at it and feeling the calm, serene aura Zeydan exudes. It has a grounded, solid impression, which is the very essence of my earth elemental god.

“Yes, that’s it,” Zeydan encourages as I poke it with a metaphorical finger. “Now take a small piece about the size of a coin. You don’t want to take too much because then you will be giving it to me, making me more powerful and you less. It’s a fine balance.”

I pinch off a small amount.

“Yes, good. That’s the amount you need, and when we climax, you need to shove it into my body.”

Now that I know where it is, handling it is a piece of cake. I let the small amount I grabbed rejoin the mass, then I open my eyes and focus on the god in front of me. He’s smiling at me, and I see love in his eyes.

“I can’t wait to feel your power inside me. I bet it’s a beautiful, chaotic, brilliant mess.”

I should feel insulted at that, but he isn’t half wrong. He kisses me as he lays me down on the bed. I start to wrestle my clothes off, but magic washes over me, and suddenly, I’m completely naked, as is Zeydan.

He turns to face the warlock, and I sit up so I can see Xavier’s face when he notices what Zeydan is packing. “I could have done that,” he grumbles good-naturedly, and Xavier grins.

“You were taking your damn time.” I watch with glee as his eyes run down the length of Zeydan’s body. He isn’t in his godly form yet, which is nice because I can still kiss him, but it is still impressive. Xavier’s eyes widen, and his lips purse when he gets to the three writhing members. He sits up and moves around so he is behind me on the bed. “I was just going to watch from over there, but I need to see what that looks like going in and out of your cunt,” he murmurs as he slides behind me, placing his legs on either side of me, and draws me back so I’m leaning against him.

Zeydan smirks as he puts a knee on the bed, sliding his large hands up my thighs. I drop my legs open as he settles between them, his focus on my pussy which is dripping with need. His tails move behind him in an erotic dance, and his ears twitch. He leans in and sticks out his long, thick tongue. Xavier groans quietly behind me as Zeydan licks a path from my asshole to my clit.

“Holy fuck, does that feel as good as it looks?” he asks as I shudder and moan.

It’s hot and wet, and the pressure is delightful as he alternates between circling and flicking my clit to fucking his tongue deep inside my dripping hole. Xavier wraps his arms around my chest and holds me against him. His own cock is thick against my back as I thrash my head back and forth, writhing under Zeydan’s ministrations. My first orgasm bursts out of me, and I scream loudly, my thighs shaking as Zeydan holds them apart, lapping at the mess that leaks out of me while my toes curl.

“So pretty,” Xavier murmurs as Zeydan pulls back, licking his lips as he runs his palm over my soaked core before sliding it over each of his three members.

“How does he even fuck you with those?” Xavier asks, intrigued. I can’t answer, still breathless from my orgasm as Zeydan’s body starts to change. Xavier tenses behind me, and I feel his interest as we watch the god change shape.

“Holy shit…” The words are breathy in my ears as Zeydan’s face changes shape. He gets bigger, those golden fronds appear behind him, and his cocks twine together, forming the corkscrew. There’s an intake of breath behind me. “How does that even fit in you?” Xavier asks, sounding impressed. It takes a lot to impress my warlock, since he is overly experienced and jaded.

“You’ll see,” I reply.

Zeydan looks at my warlock over my shoulder. “How involved do you want to be?” he asks.

“All in.” He sounds eager, and I roll my eyes, chuckling. My warlock is such a whore. He’s lucky he’s adorable and he keeps it within the family. He would gladly only be with me because I am his intimate, but why would I force him to do that when I’m happy to share with him?

Zeydan’s muzzle turns up in a foxy grin that is decidedly evil. “Be careful what you wish for.”

“But I thought you could only fuck your mate in god form?” I put a hand on Zeydan to gain his attention. “I don’t want you hurting Xavier.”

He leans in and gives me a kiss. “Be still my mate. He is your mate and by extension mine, my dust will prepare him, and he will not feel any pain. Or none that I don’t wish him to feel.” Zeydan look at my warlock with such desire I see Xavier shiver with anticipation.

His fronds waver and rise above and over me, sprinkling us with gold and green dust. I feel it sink into my skin, the liquid shot of ecstasy flowing through my body, and I arch into Xavier, who also moans and grinds into me.

“Holy fuck,” he growls as he stiffens and orgasms at the same time I do. “Ugh, why is my body doing that? My asshole feels like it’s dripping cum and fluttering with need.”

Zeydan chuckles. “My dust is preparing and reshaping you for my cock as well.”

I moan at the thought of watching them fuck. “Yes, please,” I mutter, knowing I need to see that.

Zeydan shrugs. “I am willing if the warlock is, but first, I want your pussy wrapped around my member while I paint your womb with my seed as we finalize our bond.”

My back grows damp, and I know Xavier has orgasmed again, spilling into his pants. He grumbles, and I feel his magic work, and then his body is as naked as mine is. Being pinned between them causes a sensory overload. I reach for Zeydan as his lower body shifts toward mine, lining up his corkscrew cock, but Xavier grabs my hands and pins them down, circling my wrists like manacles. Zeydan’s tongue flicks out, and he nips and licks my nipples as he slowly sinks into my body, his cock winding in like a screw. The moan that leaves my mouth is obscene, and my body shakes and shudders as the gold and green dust continues to sprinkle over me.

“God, yes! Fuck!” I groan as he slides in and out, starting slowly then getting faster until he’s hammering into my cunt. It ripples and tightens, my body on the very brink of mind-blowing pleasure. His cock is hard and thick and long, and it fills my pussy perfectly.

“Now, Lila, grab your power and shove it into me,” Zeydan commands, and I am powerless not to obey. I pinch off the blinding white power, and as I throw my head back and scream, another orgasm powering through me, I shove the ball into the very center of him.

He bellows, throwing his head back and howling like a wolf, his teeth bared as I feel his hot cum fill my channel. Xavier thrusts against my back, his cock sliding across my skin, and I feel his hot seed paint my back as he, too, succumbs to the intense pleasure of our coupling. I feel him suck in the pleasure like a man starved of oxygen.

“So good,” he slurs, releasing my wrists and playing with my nipples as Zeydan slides in and out a few more times, prolonging my own euphoria.

The pleasure slowly subsides, and he pulls out, a gush of fluid flowing from my cunt. He slides two fingers into the mess before shoving it back into me. “My cum stays in your cunt,” he growls, and I feel my pussy ripple again as my body shivers. Somehow, he manages to drive those fingers into my corkscrew pussy with no problem.

He slides his hands up my body and lifts me off Xavier, then he moves me to the side. He leans in and whispers, “Are you okay with this?”

I give him a quick nod and kiss him on his snout, pleased that he asked me first. “I can’t wait to see you destroy his asshole,” I tell him, and he smirks again, making my pussy throb.

“On your hands and knees,” he growls at the warlock, and Xavier, who I am almost certain is dominant in all his relationships, swiftly obeys. Huh, I would have put money on the idea that he would have at least protested, but Zeydan is a god, and who doesn’t want to be dominated by one of those?

I roll onto my side, running a hand over his beautiful lavender skin, his silver marks swirling. I’ve never noticed that before, but I guess I’ve always been distracted.

“Slide under him and suck his cock, my beautiful mate,” Zeydan commands, and I am quick to obey. Although I really want to watch Zeydan’s cock plough Xavier’s ass, I’d much rather be an active participant. I run my tongue up and down Xavier’s length, teasing the tentacles at the base, before wrapping my lips around it and sucking the tip. He groans, and his head falls forward. I feel his breath on my pussy.

Releasing his cock, I slide a little farther back and take one of his testicles into my mouth, rolling it around before releasing it with a pop. I can now see Zeydan’s fingers sliding in and out of Xavier’s ass.

“Good boy. You take my fingers so well. You’re tight, and you’re going to feel so good around my cock.” Zeydan’s dirty talk causes my eyebrows to jump and my pussy to clench. The god has a filthy mouth, who would have guessed?

Xavier groans again, and I watch as Zeydan lines himself up and pushes forward.

“Oh my god!” Xavier sighs reverently as Zeydan’s cock screws into his asshole. He throws his head back and bellows as Zeydan starts to fuck into him in earnest, and I wiggle back down, taking his cock deep into the back of my throat, my suckers working against his hard flesh.

“Not going to last,” Xavier warns as I hear a slap, and another moan leaves his mouth, his cock jumping inside my throat.

“You will hold it,” Zeydan commands as he powers his hips back and forth, the gold and green dust sprinkling all over us again. My orgasm builds again without contact from either of them, but then I feel something between my legs. I gasp and look down, but there is nothing there. I slam my legs together, but I can still feel it deep inside me. Is there a ghost in the room trying its luck?

“It’s my magic,” Zeydan assures me, and I sigh with relief, let my legs fall apart, and allow him to do his thing.

The magic thrusts in and out of my body, a tendril drifting across my clit, featherlight and tantalizing. My body coils tighter as Xavier’s cock kicks again. His precum dribbles down my throat, and I swallow around his length as Zeydan slaps his ass again.

“Come now,” he commands as more dust rains down over us, sinking into our skin.

Xavier’s body tightens before he moans long and loud, emptying his seed down my throat. His cock throbs, and his whole form twitches with pleasure. I swallow, struggling to keep up with his release as Zeydan also lets out a moan, flooding Xavier’s ass with his own seed at the same time my own orgasm detonates. My legs flail as I try to clamp them closed, but Zeydan’s magic holds them, and all I can do is ride out the pleasure, my body writhing while Xavier’s cock still floods my mouth with cum.

Finally, Xavier stops coming, and I pull away, cleaning his cock with my tongue, catching all his delicious release, before sliding out from under him and collapsing on the pillow. I watch as Xavier falls forward, Zeydan’s cock still lodged firmly inside his ass. Zeydan goes with him, smothering him with his body and whispering words of praise as he strokes his hands over Xavier’s skin. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything sexier, and I smile as my eyes drift closed, the feeling of my god mate solid inside my chest. Life is fucking good.