Shadows Entwined (Shadows Descent #3)

41. Violet

41

VIOLET

I wake up to a delicious lapping of a magickal tongue between my legs. Giggling, I raise my head to see Flint with his face buried in my pussy. “Good thing I love you,” I comment. “Or I might be a bit pissed off at the surprise wake-up call.”

Flint looks up at me, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “I couldn’t resist. You looked so peaceful and beautiful.”

I run my fingers through his hair, smiling softly. “Well, don’t let me stop you, then.”

He grins and dives back in, his tongue working against my clit in slow, gorgeous circles which make me forget my name. I moan softly, not wanting to wake the others. As the pleasure builds, I look around the room. Caine is asleep in a chair by the window, his face peaceful for once. Thorne is curled up at the foot of the bed, reminding me of a large, shadowy cat.

As Flint’s movements intensify, I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out. My hips buck against his face as waves of pleasure wash over me. When I come, it’s with a muffled gasp, my body trembling.

Flint crawls over me. “Good morning,” he murmurs, kissing me deeply.

I taste myself on his lips and smile. “Very good morning indeed.” I snuggle against him, feeling safe and loved. “How long was I out?”

“About eight hours. But you needed the rest.”

I nod and rub my chest. There is a dull ache there, but I don’t know why. I push it aside and wrap my legs around Flint, rolling us over, and pull my tee over my head. My tits jiggle, and he groans, cupping them gently and rubbing his thumbs over my nipples.

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, Violet.”

“Not so bad yourself,” I murmur, gripping his cock in my hand and rising up so I can play with my clit with the tip.

I tease myself with his cock, sliding it between my folds and coating it with my cum. His hands grip my hips, urging me on, but I take my time, savouring the anticipation.

“Violet,” he groans, his voice husky with need.

I lean down to kiss him, nipping at his lower lip. “Patience, my Dragon,” I whisper.

Finally, I sink down onto him, taking him deep inside me. We both gasp at the sensation. I rotate my hips, setting a slow, torturous pace that has Flint writhing beneath me.

The bed creaks slightly, and I hear a rustling behind me. Thorne’s voice, thick with sleep, rumbles out, “Starting without us, are you?”

I turn my head to see him watching us, his blue eyes dark with desire. “Only just getting started.”

He takes my offered hand, pulling himself up to kneel behind me. His hands roam over my body as I continue to ride Flint. I feel his lips on my neck, then his teeth, giving me goosebumps.

Across the room, Caine stirs in his chair. His green eyes snap open, widening as he takes in the scene before him, but he says nothing.

I lock eyes with him. “Care to join us?”

Caine’s eyes darken with hunger as he rises gracefully from the chair. He approaches the bed, shedding his clothes as he walks. My breath catches at the sight of his pale, sculpted body.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he purrs, climbing onto the bed.

I lean back against Thorne’s chest, still moving slowly on Flint’s cock. Caine kneels before me, cupping my face in his cool hands. His lips meet mine in a searing kiss that makes me moan into his mouth.

Thorne’s hands slide around to cup my breasts, teasing my nipples as Flint thrusts up into me. The sensations are overwhelming. Caine’s tongue is duelling with mine, Thorne’s fingers pinching and rolling my sensitive peaks, Flint stretching and filling me.

I break the kiss with a gasp. “Fuck, I need more.”

“What do you need, love?” Thorne murmurs in my ear.

“Everything,” I pant. “All of you.”

Caine lifts me off Flint’s cock, eliciting whimpers from both of us. He lays me on my side, spooning behind me and sliding into my dripping pussy in one smooth thrust.

Flint positions himself in front of me, guiding my leg over his hip. I feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my already stuffed pussy. I moan softly as he pushes in slowly, stretching me deliciously.

Thorne kneels by my head, his hard cock bobbing invitingly. He jerks off over my face as I’m impaled between the two men, giving me a double penetration that is to die for.

Caine sets a slow, deep rhythm. Flint matches his pace, thrusting carefully. I’m overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness, of being completely surrounded by my lovers.

Caine’s cold hand snakes around to rub my clit, and I whimper in need. The stimulation is almost too much to bear. I feel my orgasm building rapidly, a tightening coil of heat in my core.

“That’s it, princess,” Thorne murmurs, his voice strained. “Let me see you come all over their cocks.”

Gasping, I come hard, my pussy clenching around Caine and Flint. Waves of pleasure crash over me as they move inside me, prolonging my orgasm. I cry out, my body shaking between them.

Thorne groans, his hand moving faster on his cock. “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come,” he pants.

Caine’s thrusts become erratic, his breath cold against my neck. “Violet,” he moans, burying himself deep as he finds his release, but this time, he doesn’t knot me. He groans with longing, but I take it as a good sign. I want to be free to give Thorne what he desperately wants.

Flint grunts and shoots his load, his cock jerking inside me. The sensation of both men filling me triggers another orgasm, and I moan softly.

Thorne’s breathing quickens, and with a strangled groan, he lets go of his cock and drags me out from between the other two men. He slams me to the bed and impales me hard on his raging dick.

Thorne’s cock stretches me deliciously as he pounds into me with abandon. His blue eyes are wild with lust, his hair falling messily across his forehead. I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

“Fuck, Violet,” he growls, his hips snapping against mine. “You feel so good.”

I moan in response, my oversensitive body trembling with each thrust.

Thorne’s pace becomes frantic, his breathing ragged. I can feel his cock swelling inside me, ready to burst. “I need you. Fuck, I need you.”

His thumb finds my clit, rubbing furious circles. The added stimulation pushes me over the edge, and I cry out as another orgasm rips through me. My pussy clenches around Thorne’s cock, milking him.

With a guttural groan, Thorne buries himself to the hilt and comes hard. I feel the hot spurts of his release, filling me alongside Caine and Flint’s cum.

We collapse together in a tangle of sweaty limbs, all of us panting heavily. I feel thoroughly used and utterly satisfied.

“Well,” I say after catching my breath, “that’s certainly one way to start the day.”

The guys chuckle, and I feel a warm glow of contentment as they all snuggle close around me. For a few blissful moments, I let myself bask in the afterglow, surrounded by the men I love.

But reality intrudes all too soon. The dull ache in my chest returns, and I have a vague idea of what it is. I sit up slowly, wincing slightly at the pleasant soreness between my legs. “Where is Nathaniel?” I ask slowly.

“Cryos killed him dead. Before he apologised for being a shitty father and retired. Giving me a year here before I have to go be Ice Kingdom ruler,” Caine says.

“Wow, okay. A lot happened while I was asleep. Nathaniel’s dead? For real?”

“Seems that way. Do you notice it?” he asks, his green gaze boring into mine.

“Yeah. I think I do. So, a year? What about us?” I can’t deny that it hurts. Is he just going to abandon us?

Caine’s expression softens as he takes my hand. “I’m not abandoning you, Violet. Any of you. This year is a gift. Time for us to figure things out before I have to take on those responsibilities.”

“And after?” I ask, my voice small.

Caine wraps an arm around my waist. “We will all decide what’s best.”

Thorne nods in agreement. “Agreed. We’re a team now. A family. We’ll find a way to make it work.”

I look at each of them, seeing the determination in their eyes. It warms my heart, but I can’t shake the nagging worry. “It won’t be easy,” I murmur.

“Nothing worth having ever is,” Caine says, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.

I lean back against them, drawing strength from their presence. “So, what now? What do we do with this year?”

“Well,” Flint says, a mischievous glint in his eye, “I vote we get back to whatever constitutes our normal now. Get back to lessons and fucking about. We are twenty-one years old, and yet I feel like we’ve aged a thousand years in the last few months. We need to get back to what we were despite all of the extra burdens we are carrying.”

I nod, feeling a rush of love for all of them. He’s right. We’ve been through so much that it’s easy to forget we’re still students at this academy. “That sounds perfect,” I say, snuggling closer to him. “Though I’m not sure what normal even looks like for us anymore.”

“We’ll figure it out together,” Thorne says, his voice warm. “One day at a time.”

Caine stretches, his muscles rippling beneath his pale skin. “First order of business is breakfast. I’m starving.”

My stomach growls loudly. The guys laugh, and I feel my cheeks heat up. “Guess I could eat too,” I admit sheepishly. “I can’t stop thinking about that steak.”

“Steak and blood it is for the lady,” Flint says, climbing off the bed.

The rest of us untangle ourselves, searching for discarded clothing. As I pull on my knickers, I catch sight of myself in the mirror. My hair is a mess, my skin is flushed, and my lips are swollen from heated kisses. I look thoroughly debauched, and I grin.

“What are you smiling about?” Thorne asks, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I lean back against him, meeting his eyes in the mirror. “Just thinking about how lucky I am,” I say softly.

He kisses my temple. “We’re the lucky ones, Violet.”

I turn into him and hold him, enjoying the moment before there is a loud knock on the door.