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EILISH

Mortal Ruins

I walk Flumph back to the window and make sure the feisty sprite gets to safety before I turn towards the bed.

A tingle of awareness cascades over my skin as I look to the corner where Silvanus leans against the wall.

His smile is downright sinful. The room is warm, filled with the vibrancy of his and Variant’s light magic.

Cambion, Variant, and Silvanus... they call to me.

Each thrum of their heartbeats echoes within my bones.

I glance at the bed and see Variant’s hips roll.

“So hungry,” Silvanus says deeply.

I look at him and take a deep breath. “That isn’t… that isn’t why I came here.”

“But you need it, all the same,” Variant answers.

Silvanus nods. “We are drawn to your hunger, Eilish. I can taste you in the air and my loins burn with the need to claim you.”

My hunger draws Cambion closer. He holds back, not yet reaching for me, but I can see the desire in his gaze.

“You haven’t fed from the light magic in a while,” he says.

Silvanus touches his leather breeches and strokes himself to hardness. I’m entranced by the motions of his arm. The flexing muscles that ripple along his body cause me to moan as he pleasures himself to the sensation of my lust licking against his self-control. Variant releases a whimper.

I step back, brushing against Cambion unintentionally.

He hugs me to him and I melt in his embrace.

There’s no desperate heat or cloying intensity.

Cambion is patient. He holds me with love and gently pushes my hair aside to whisper against the column of my throat.

Variant watches. His luminous eyes hold my gaze unblinkingly.

There’s envy and guilt as well as affection.

He wants me to love him.

Variant desires my loving touch as much as he wants to bury himself in my heat.

And, yet, it’s Cambion’s arms around me.

The elf slides his hands along the curve of my hips and brushes a feather-light touch to the opening of my robes.

When Theren told me of Flumph’s irate behavior, I was so eager to come to Variant’s defense that I hadn’t bothered with proper clothing.

None of them seem to mind. Cambion’s fingers unlace the tie around my waist.

The whisper of fabric sounds louder than usual in the small room.

I gasp when I feel the warmth of Cambion’s hands against my abdomen.

He grazes my skin lightly, moving to urge my robe off my shoulders.

It slips to the floor with a graceful flutter.

I hear Silvanus groan and my eyes drop to where he works open the front of his trousers.

I lick my lips and he grips the base of his erection in a firm grasp to hold off his release.

“Those eyes…” he hisses.

Cambion protests with a growl as I step out of his reach and approach the bed. Variant’s eyes widen. I climb onto the barren mattress, spreading my thighs to accommodate the width of his hips. He shivers as I lean forward to trace the muscles of his chest with my tongue.

“You... you don’t want me, Eilish. If this is to be my punishment, then so be it. But don’t... don’t torture us both with this moment only to deny me the privilege later.”

“I’m exhausted, Variant,” I whisper. “You took advantage of me when I was weak and couldn’t defend myself in fear of your retaliation.

Now that I have you in my power, I find I don’t want to hurt you at all.

Instead, I want to drain every last drop of pleasure from your body and feed on the light within your soul until I’ve had my fill. And you will lay here and endure it.”

I feel him twitch beneath me and smile.

“You like that? You want me to use you for my pleasure?” My hips roll of their own accord and Cambion gasps behind me.

I peer at him from over my shoulder and see him pulling his tunic over his head.

My hands venture along the ridges of Variant’s muscles as I take in the sight of Cambion’s glory.

He drops his breeches to the floor and steps out of his boots.

Variant strains beneath me, arching to feel just a little more of my touch.

I feel intoxicated, drunk off their desire... and yet, I feel a distinct difference with them than I do with Baron or the others.

I want them to desire me, yes. But I also want their affection, their love and adoration.

My hands leave Variant. I cup my breasts and display myself to their gazes.

And they feast on me. Their sighs and gasps fuel my bravery as I slowly, teasingly, run my hands along my abdomen.

Cambion holds his breath as I dip my fingers between my folds.

Silvanus takes a step towards the bed, only to stop himself.

The fragrance of my hunger fills the room as slickness covers my fingers.

Variant squirms as his eyes follow the subtle movements of my fingers.

Power... this is power. They worship me even as I deny them the right to touch me.

Such patience should be rewarded.

My glistening hand brushes against Variant’s cock.

He strains against his shackles once more, a hushed plea on his lips.

I know Cambion is watching as I lower myself onto the rigid length of the man he once deemed his enemy.

His eyes lock on the place where Variant’s body enters mine.

I bite my lip and wiggle down a few more inches.

Variant’s chest heaves up and down, his mouth now open wide as his eyes roll into the back of his head.

Slow and steady, I take him inch by inch until there’s no more for him to give.

“Have you wanted me like this, Variant? Have you yearned for it?”

He opens his eyes and sits up as far as the chains will allow.

Thoughts that aren’t mine invade my mind.

Images of Variant thrusting into servants or Morrigan herself while moaning my name flash in disjointed memories.

I shove him back onto the bed. I don’t know whether I should be disgusted by women he’s bedded or if I should submit to the new rush of juices between my thighs.

I brace my hands on his chest and lift myself up until just the head of his cock remains nestled within my walls.

Variant attempts to brace himself, but I don’t take pity on him.

I slam down with a force that knocks the air from my lungs, causing my legs to quake as I take what I want from him.

The force of my thrusts bring a flash of discomfort as my body adjusts to the furious pace set by the aching need inside me.

And while each delicious drag of throbbing veins and pulsating flesh against my nerves brings me great pleasure, it isn’t enough.

My hunger knows the other males in the room.

It recognizes them as lovers, friends, and mates.

I feel as though I may burst if I don’t feel them both inside me…

together. My hips stutter and Variant bucks into me.

“Cambion…”

***

CAMBION

Mortal Ruins

The world stops spinning as Eilish beckons me over to the bed with a crook of her finger. I climb onto the mattress behind her, kissing my way up her spine as she rides Variant as though he’s merely an object to use for her pleasure.

“Slow down for me, beautiful. I wish to feel you,” I whisper into her ear. Eilish curls her fingers against Variant’s shoulders and holds on tightly.

I grip myself and press into her. Variant meets my stare and I banish the anger inside to feel the tightness of Eilish’s channel stretching around us both.

I smother her scream behind the palm of my hand and she squeezes me like a vise.

The puffs of her warm breath against my knuckles increases as I rock into her, sliding out before easing back in.

I remove my hand from her mouth and call Silvanus over.

“Keep her quiet. We don’t want the guards to get the wrong impression.”

Eilish gasps and Silvanus takes advantage, pressing the head of his cock against her lips until it glides over her tongue.

I hear the gulping sounds of her throat working and reach up to wrap my fingers around her neck.

She spasms, hips driving down to sheath my member completely inside her dripping center as I watch Silvanus each time he dips into her throat.

The god snarls and pulls out long enough for her to breathe. A moan escapes her lips. “More!”

I move my hands to her hips and press her further down onto Variant.

The helpless male erupts with a broken sob, bathing my member in his seed as I work Eilish up and down my shaft.

My motions are slow with agonizing precision.

The wetness of Variant’s release eases my intrusion, allowing me to touch each place inside her that causes her to clench around my cock.

Her hunger builds. Eilish meets Silvanus’s next thrust, forcing the god to spill his essence.

She demands it from him, milking him with her plump lips and swallowing as she sucks down every last drop.

Silvanus removes himself from the bed, but I’m not finished with her yet.

Variant remains inside her, still hard and too sensitive to hold back the sounds coming from his mouth.

Eilish rears back and tries to hurry me along, but I stop her.

My finger dances along the nub between her folds.

I touch her lightly as I whisper to her.

“No, Eilish. Don’t rush this. Let me love you. ”

“Please....”

I kiss her neck and shoulder, applying more pressure to the place she needs me most as I pick up speed just a little.

It’s enough to keep her on edge, but not enough to tip her over.

Tingles ignite at the base of my spine. “You’re so beautiful, Eilish.

To see you like this is beyond words. You feel like… home.”

I push her down and pin her to Variant’s chest as I break through that wall of resistance that holds me back. My climax triggers Eilish and Variant tumbles into a second release. A burst of light fills the room.