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Chapter 4

Lucky’s Birthday Present

LUCKY

I t was my birthday, and once again, my mates had gone all out.

Not with a party this time…at least, not the kind of party you invited others to.

No. This was solely for us.

My heart was pounding in my chest, mimicking the rhythm of my boots on the ground. I crashed through the trees, leaping over logs and sliding down slopes.

“ Three minutes, little one. That’s all you get. ”

Three minutes was nothing when your mates had supernatural speed, hyped-up senses, and the ability to fly.

Oh, and a mating bond that would lead them right to you.

But this wasn’t about reality. This was about them making a fantasy come to life.

An offhand comment by Dimitri had planted a seed that had blossomed into something I desperately craved. It’d taken a while for me to feel comfortable enough to describe the full extent of what I wanted them to do.I’d worried they might judge me, or even worse, think there was something fundamentally wrong with me.

They hadn’t judged me.

Nor had they thought there was anything wrong with me.

Instead, they’d exchanged a wicked smirk before taking it in turns to fuck me until I was screaming. The whole time, Dimitri whispered dirty suggestions about just what they were going to do to me when they turned my fantasy into reality.

It was the hardest I’d ever come in my life.

Safe to say, my mates were fully on board with the idea.

Not wanting anyone else to stumble across our fantasy and get the wrong idea, Dagon had suggested doing it out by the lake. It was perfect. Not only was this our special place, but the terrain lent itself perfectly to my darkest fantasy—basically being chased through the night before being pinned down and forced to take their cocks while I begged for them to stop.

Not that I actually wanted them to stop. That was a big part of it.

This element was the one we’d discussed the most. Both of them had insisted I have a safe word (coconuts—a reference to a hilarious story I’d recently heard about Dagon’s brothers in Mexico), and had been very firm that I use it if I needed to.

Really, we didn’t need a safe word, not with the bond. They’d be able to feel everything I did, and I had no doubt that they’d be monitoring it very closely.

But it made them feel better, which in turn made me feel more comfortable about the whole thing. They were doing all they could to give me something I’d been wishing for for a while now. I couldn’t thank them enough for that.

Every sound in the forest was amplified as I continued racing through the night. Twigs and branches snapped under my feet. Mud splashed as I hit a boggy area. Wind howled through the trees, shaking the leaves high above.

The lack of any animal sounds was noticeable. They were all hiding, sensing the far more dangerous predators in their midst.

Predators who were hunting me .

My cock was aching in my trousers, the plug Dagon had carefully worked into me earlier jostling over my prostate with every step. The pseudo fear added to my arousal. I wanted them to catch me, but I also wanted to hold on to this feeling just a little bit longer.

My watch vibrated on my wrist, alerting me that my time was up.

Right on cue, a shadowed figure swooped over the canopy above.

Dagon.

Which, according to the plan we’d meticulously gone over together, meant Dimitri was on foot.

I didn’t know everything. That would remove the element of surprise, a crucial part of making this work. However, it was another stipulation from my mates. They wanted me to feel hunted, but not endangered. Afraid, but not terrified.

My heart was pounding as I forced myself to go faster. I was crashing through the undergrowth now, more focused on putting distance between us than being quiet. The moonlight continued dipping in and out as Dagon lazily circled me from overhead. From my right, I heard a low chuckle.

“Little one? Come out, come out, wherever you are…”

Veering left, I jumped over a fallen tree, running again the second my feet hit the ground.

I didn’t make it much further before I glimpsed a shadowy form racing through the trees alongside me. Dimitri’s dark hair made him look more like the demon he’d become.

The adrenaline in me spiked as he drew closer, but not the fear.

No, because even deep in fantasy, I knew neither of my mates would actually hurt me.

Anticipation zipped through the bond, a heady rush that had my steps slowing. Glancing around, I realised I couldn’t see Dimitri. A quick glance up showed Dagon was no longer above me either.

I could have tugged on the bond and found out where they were, but that’d spoil everything.

“Hello?” The tremble in my voice wasn’t faked, the adrenaline dialling everything up to eleven. “Who’s out there?”

A deep chuckle sounded from a few feet in front of me. Dagon.

“Didn’t anyone tell you you shouldn’t play in the woods after dark?”

“Please, don’t hurt me!” I scrambled backwards, only to crash straight into Dimitri.

“We won’t hurt you, little one,” he crooned, his hand going to my throat. “Not if you do exactly what we say.”

Dagon stepped closer, squeezing his erection through his trousers.

Ha. Did they honestly think I’d give up that easily?

I threw my elbow back into Dimitri’s gut as hard as I could. It didn’t hurt him, but the surprise had him loosening his grip enough for me to wriggle free. I shot off again, avoiding Dagon’s half-hearted attempt to grab me and heading into the darkness again.

Fuck. This is so much fun.

Don’t get me wrong, our sex life was hardly boring. We’d barely scratched the surface of all the fun things we could do together. But this…this was something else entirely.

Despite my enjoyment, I couldn’t ignore the fact that exhaustion was starting to tug at me. I needed to get my arse to Bailey’s gym if we were going to do this again. It was all very well being immortal, but that didn’t make meable to magically sprint for great lengths of time.

Let’s be real though, without Dagon and Dimitri’s strength running through me, I would’ve collapsed about three minutes in.

Two shadows appeared in my peripheral vision, undoubtedly feeling that I was starting to flag and moving us on to the next stage.

Excellent.

Dagon reached me first, his big arm wrapping around my waist and pinning my back to his chest. “Now, that wasn’t very nice, was it?”

Dimitri smirked as he appeared before me. “No, it really wasn’t. And to think, we were going to take it easy on you.”

“Please,” I begged, shoving against Dagon’s iron grip. “Please don’t do this.”

A shadow passed over Dimitri’s face as I felt his uncertainty through the bond.

I stopped wriggling. “We have a safe word, remember?”

Dimitri’s expression transformed, a sneer replacing the concern. “You’re going to need more than a safe word by the time we’re through with you.”

Relieved he was getting with the programme, I resumed my struggling. “Please, don’t do this! I haven’t been with anyone before.”

Dagon chuckled harshly in my ear, nipping at my neck. “You hear that, Dima? Our boy here is untouched .”

“Now we can’t have that.” Dimitri tutted. “A perfect specimen like you? You were built to take dick. An hour with us and we’ll turn you into a begging cockslut. You won’t be able to sleep without dreaming of us fucking you. You’re going to have such withdrawal symptoms I bet you’ll be at some glory hole by the weekend, on your knees, just begging for anyone to give you a cock to suck.”

Glory hole? Yep, adding that to the sexual fantasy list.

“That’s a pretty perfect picture,” Dagon drawled before spinning me in his arms. “In fact, let’s see how you look on your knees right now.”

I barely had time to squeak before he was shoving me to the floor. Not hard, just with enough force to have my cock weeping.

“No,” I pleaded, my hands wrapping around his thighs. “Please, don’t make me.”

Probably would’ve been more convincing if I’d been pushing him away rather than pulling him closer, but I could work on that for next time.

Dimitri’s hand went into my hair, pulling my head back. “Now, be a good boy, and open those pretty lips for us.”

Dagon had his cock out, roughly stroking it as he stared down at me under hooded lids. My mouth fell open, seemingly of my own accord. I went to suck like I usually would, but he pulled back. “No, no. That’s not what we want. Tonight you’re just a fuck toy. You’re going to stay still and let us use you. Got it?”

Oh my fuck. Can I die from being too turned on? Is that a thing?

All I could do was whimper. That was good enough for Dagon, who shoved the head of his cock past my lips.

“Tap his thigh if it’s too much,” Dimitri whispered in my ear.

It wouldn’t be too much. If anything, it probably wouldn’t be rough enough. Even with them doing this, I knew they still worried about hurting me.

I stayed as still as possible, letting Dagon use my throat. As I’d expected, he was rough, but didn’t even approach my limit. I closed my eyes, revelling in the feel of him just taking me. The choking sounds coming out of me were obscene. Lust was flying along the bond, all of us getting off on the scene. My erection was practically screaming at me now, tenting my joggers.

“Such a pretty boy,” Dimitri cooed, his hand still in my hair. “Look at him swallowing your cock, Dagon. Aren’t we lucky to have found such a precious creature out tonight?”

“So lucky, ” Dagon grunted before coming down my throat. “And something tells me we’re going to get lucky more than once.”

I rolled my eyes internally at the puns on my name. The two of them found it hilarious to work as many into daily conversations as they could.

Dagon withdrew and I blinked up at him rapidly. “There, you got off. Now let me go.”

“Aw.” Dagon lifted my chin. Behind me, I could hear Dimitri’s zipper being lowered. “We’ve barely begun, darling. It’d hardly be fair for me to get off and Dimitri not. After all, we both hunted you down tonight. Now it’s time to claim what’s ours.”

I bit back a moan, his choice of words hitting all my buttons. My joggers were pulled down and I belatedly remembered my role. “Wait, no! You can’t touch me there!”

“Can’t I?” Dimitri drawled, carefully removing the plug. We’d agreed beforehand to not mention it, lest we disrupt the scene. “I don’t think you’re in a position to negotiate, little one.”

His piercing brushing against the rim of my hole was the only warning I got before Dimitri surged forwards. A startled cry fell from my lips as he filled me.

“Dimitri’s right,” Dagon said, stroking his cock back to full hardness. “You’re in no position to beg. We’re going to take it in turns to use both your holes until we can’t go anymore, and there’s nothing you can do about that.”

“Tap,” Dimitri whispered in my ear again as he thrust deeply inside me. “Because you’re not going to be able to use your pretty mouth for a while.”

He was right. I had just enough time to drag in a lungful of air before Dagon was shoving himself between my lips again.

We stayed like that for a while. Dimitri and I on our knees, him fucking me while Dagon filled my throat.

Fuck. I loved it when they took me from both ends. I felt so full of them. Like I began and ended with them.

Tears were streaming down my face as Dagon went to town. Dimitri wasn’t taking it easy either, pounding into me relentlessly.

One of Dimitri’s hands wrapped around my neck. “Fuck, Dagon. I can feel you in his throat.”

Dagon growled, the sound feral. “Tell me how tight he is.”

“He’s strangling my cock.” Dimitri moaned, fucking up into me and nailing my prostate head-on. “He’s so tight. We’re definitely the first ones to stretch him open. Fuuuck.”

Well, technically he wasn’t wrong about that.

I snaked my hand down, aiming to give myself some relief, but Dimitri caught my wrist before I could touch myself. “Tut tut, little one. You won’t be coming until we’re completely spent. And only if you’re a good boy.”

My cock throbbed at his words. This was exactly what I’d asked for. Exactly what I wanted.

To be used, over and over again, and denied relief.

Until the end, that was. If no one sucked me off after all this then we would be having words .

Dimitri came inside me with a sultry groan, Dagon following seconds later. Both of them pulled out, leaving me feeling empty. Literally a second later though, a hand was pushing on my back, shoving until my chest was against the floor. When my face touched it though, it wasn’t met by twigs or mud, but Dagon’s jacket.

Crafty fucker had managed to chuck it down there without me noticing.

“Head down, ass up,” Dagon said crudely, “I believe that’s the saying.”

He pushed into my hole, making my eyes roll back. It had taken me a while to get used to the fact thata refractory period just wasn’t something that applied to the two of them. With nothing in my mouth, I was free to make as much noise as I wanted. Apparently though, it wasn’t loud enough for Dimitri.

“Scream for us, little one,” he crooned, brushing my hair out of my eyes as he crouched beside me. “Scream as loud as you can. It won’t do you any good. No one’s out here to hear you. No one’s coming to save you.”

I did as he said, my orgasm rushing from me, cum splattering my abs as I rode the waves.

Dagon swore, letting go of his own orgasm with a groan. “Didn’t we tell you not to come?”

“Couldn’t help it,” I said, letting my character slip for a second. “It’s your fault, both of you. You shouldn’t be so damn good at this.”

Dagon eased out slowly, Dimitri replacing him almost instantly. “In that case, it’s only fair that we both get at least one more go at this perfect hole.”

Dimitri fucked me like that, my face pressed against the ground. By the time he was done, my cock was fully erect and raring to go again.

This time, Dagon rolled me onto my back, the jacket once again protecting my skin. Then he proceeded to fuck me while Dimitri pinned me to the ground, laughing when I struggled against his hold.

“You can’t escape us,” Dimitri murmured as Dagon continued fucking me like his life depended on it. “We’ll always find you, little one. We’ll always hunt you down.”

Even though his words were part of the scene, meant to invoke fear, they did the opposite. I wouldn’t ever escape them, and if I tried, they would hunt me down.

Because they loved me. Because we couldn’t exist without one another.

Fuck. I loved them so much.

Their love for me echoed back through the bond as they read my feelings. It sent Dagon over the edge with one final punishing thrust.

He collapsed on my chest, kissing every bit of skin he could reach. “Love you.”

I pulled Dimitri’s face down at the same time as I lifted Dagon’s up. What followed was one of the filthiest three-way kisses we’d ever shared, full of longing and lust, but most of all, love.

“That was everything,” I breathed as we finally broke apart. “Thank you.”

“Thank you, little one.” Dimitri chuckled, stroking my hair. “Believe me, this was no hardship.”

“Personally, I’m down to do this every morning,” Dagon said cheekily, planting a kiss on my stomach. “It could replace our usual cardio.”

I groaned. “Nope. Fun as this was, I’m not doing it every day. Fuck that much running.”

“We’ve got lots of other ideas,” Dimitri said, nuzzling my cheek.

I grinned at them both. “Me too. But right now, I believe I’m owed a blow job.”

Dagon lifted off me, frowning down at my weeping cock. “Oh balls, sorry. I thought you came when I did.”

“No,” I laughed. “Your orgasm was just so intense it felt like all three of us came.”

Dagon puffed his chest out. “What can I say? It was good.”

“It was better than good,” I murmured, each of my hands touching one of my mates. “It was everything I hoped for and more.”

“Good,” Dimitri said, shuffling until he was alongside Dagon. “Now, why don’t we both suck you off and then carry you home to the cabin for hot chocolate?”

He didn’t give me a chance to answer before both his and Dagon’s mouths were descending on my cock. They looked obscene as they mouthed around my shaft, their tongues working together to tease every drop of pleasure out of me.

It took a shockingly short amount of time before I was coming again, white rolling over my vision as it hit.

Fuck. I really did have the best mates.