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CAMI

I wasn’t sure why I translated Typhos’s words into an expression of doubt, but I did. He seemed to think I couldn’t handle my mates, which only made me want to pleasure them all that much more.

If Typhos experienced a little envy in the process, then, well, good. I’d consider that a bonus.

Or maybe it’s my actual goal , I thought as I parted my lips around Melek’s cock. Maybe I want to make the Hell Fae King beg…

Just like he’d said earlier when telling my mates to fuck me. To fill me with their cocks and their cum. So he can watch their seed drip out of my holes…

That hadn’t been his exact phrasing, yet the concept played through my mind now as all three of my men started to move in and out of me.

Fae, what I must look like, I thought, shuddering as Melek slid deeper into my mouth.

“A Goddess,” Melek said, his fingers in my hair and tugging on my already tender strands.

Az had been rough with me, his Phoenix riding him hard after Ajax taunted him with his vampiric bite. Now both men were fucking me like I was unbreakable, their cocks hitting me so deep that I swore they were going to rip me apart.

But I didn’t care.

Because it felt so good.

So powerful.

So right .

“You look like a Goddess,” Melek reiterated, praise underscoring his tone as he stared down at me with admiration in his gaze.

I’d already forgotten about my inner musings, how I’d wondered what I must look like. But I loved hearing his comment now. I almost preened. Only a particularly harsh thrust from Az had me moaning instead.

“Can she take more?” Typhos asked, sounding bored. “Or is this the best she can do?”

My nostrils flared, my nails biting into Ajax’s hips. I’d been holding on to him for balance, letting him and Az lead with their movements while I tried to focus on Melek in my mouth. But now I wanted to punch Typhos in the face, too.

“She’s taking me just fine,” Melek told him, that note of praise still there as he continued to hold my gaze.

“You’re not even halfway in her mouth,” Typhos returned. “Don’t tell her she’s doing fine or that she’s a Goddess when she’s not even trying to take you down her throat. That’s not worthy of praise, Melek. That’s worthy of teaching .”

Melek sighed, his gaze leaving mine to look at Typhos. “Her tongue feels like fucking heaven, Ty. I don’t?—”

His voice cut off on a curse as I took him deeper into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat.

Because fuck Typhos.

And fuck his comments.

I can take more, I thought. I can take everything my mates give me.

I proceeded to prove that by blowing Melek’s mind while using my grip on Ajax to thrust my hips upward and back into Az.

Growls echoed in response, my men reacting to my movements and driving me onward. Forcing me to accept every bit of them and give all of myself in return.

To move.

To swallow.

To lose myself entirely to the sensual dance created by my mates.

“Fuck, Cami,” Melek bit off, his neck straining as I all but choked on his cock. Just like Typhos threatened to do to me, I thought. Only it’s Melek’s dick in my mouth instead.

And I was very much enjoying showing the Hell Fae King what he was missing.

Ajax grasped my hips, encouraging me onward, while Az palmed my breast with one hand and slid the opposite between my legs to thumb my clit.

Sensation rippled up and down my spine, my body possessed in every way imaginable.

So full , I marveled. I’m so… so full.

Of Ajax. Of Az. Of Melek.

My throat worked around my Hell Fae Prince while my lower half squeezed my Warden and my Commander, and I felt invigorated . Reborn. So damn alive .

I couldn’t remember how any of this had begun, nor did I care. All that mattered was this moment, this claiming, this experience .

Masculine need flourished all around me, in the way my mates touched me and in their minds. I could taste their lust. Feel their building climaxes. Sense their burning desires.

It stoked my own carnal passion in kind, lighting me on fire from within and causing me to lose my mind to the ferocity of our embrace.

So much heat.

So much virility.

So much energy.

The latter swirled in the air, threatening to drown me in its powerful kiss. And I welcomed it. Welcomed the cataclysmic end to this madness. Welcomed my mates’ savage possession.

Because they were the ones building that raging inferno, their combined yearnings creating a cyclone of hot need mingled with scorching intensity.

I was going to explode.

Absolutely combust.

Perhaps even die from the thunderous eruption.

But I trusted my mates to ground me. To revive me. To love me. Because I could feel their adoration beneath the brutality, their need to protect me even while they defiled me.

All while he watches, I thought, my insides clenching. Typhos is going to see me fall apart.

A jolt hummed along my spine, one born of trepidation and something else. Something electrifying. Something empowering .

“Don’t hide from this, Camillia,” he said, sending sparks to all my nerve endings. “Open your eyes and embrace this. Because you’re the little temptress who seduced all her mates. And now they’re going to drown you in their power and cum.”

Every part of me vibrated in anticipation, his words making me burn that much hotter as I obeyed him.

I couldn’t believe he was here, watching this. Watching me .

I also couldn’t believe my mates were sharing me like this.

I couldn’t believe this was my reality. My life. My fate .

But I wouldn’t trade any of it for anything in all the realms.

This was my world. My mates. My existence .

“Melek was right,” Az whispered against my ear. “You’re a fucking Goddess, Cami.”

“A queen,” Ajax added as he thrust into me at the same time as Az.

“A Goddess queen,” Melek groaned, his head tipping back as he forced himself into the back of my throat. “One who’d better swa ? — ”

Melek exploded into my mouth, his seed warming my throat as I did exactly what he’d been about to command—I swallowed .

I swallowed every ounce of Melek’s powerful essence.

I swallowed even as I needed to breathe.

I swallowed until there was nothing left.

Until a palm around my throat made me stop and pulled me off of Melek. Then a tongue entered my mouth as energy pulsed below.

Az ; I recognized, even with my eyes closed.

Typhos had told me to open them and I’d listened, but the moment Melek had started to come, I’d closed them again.

And now I was lost to Az’s kiss.

But Ajax wasn’t one to be outdone, his fangs skimming my throat before sinking into my neck.

Just as Melek touched my clit—a caress I recognized because of his simmering power. His energy rippled through me, causing my thighs to clench as Ajax and Az fucked me into oblivion.

I lost my mind, sensation overtaking my entire being. Until pleasure ripped through me with a force that stole my breath.

The orgasms Melek had denied me earlier seemed to have combined into a catastrophic climax that annihilated every piece of me.

I couldn’t inhale. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t see .

Yet power rushed through me like a wave, drowning me in a sea of intensity that refused to let me go.

I clawed at the whirlpool around me, trying to break free. Only for another crash to send me down, leaving me writhing in an obsidian-like abyss.

But oh, it felt good. Like I was being reborn. Recharged. Possessed .

Because all my mates were here, their auras swirling around me in an erotic claim.

I sighed.

I screamed.

I trembled.

And then I flew higher, bursting with a pleasurable aftershock that had me coming all over again.

It was unlike any embrace I’d ever experienced and left me more satisfied than ever before.

By the time I came down, I was a sweaty, shimmering mess.

Covered in a fresh wave of Melek’s golden glitter.

Dripping from Ajax’s and Az’s arousals.

Bloody from Ajax’s bite.

Overpowered from Az’s explosion.

Exhausted from taking all of their cocks.

And…

And taken aback by the look on the Hell Fae King’s face…

I blinked up at him, somewhat startled to find him so close to me. Then stunned to realize he wasn’t just staring at me but also holding me.

I glanced around, searching for Melek, Az, and Ajax, but they were nowhere in sight. Instead, all I saw was marble.

A shower, I realized, my eyes widening and flying back to Typhos.

He was no longer wearing his suit.

In fact… in fact, I didn’t see any clothing on him at all.

“I owe you a bath, little siphon,” Typhos said, his deep voice echoing in my mind. “But you’re covered in cum and Melek’s mark, so let’s start with a shower instead.”