Page 147 of Shadowblood Souls: The Complete Series

Zee’s set the temperature nice and warm. I let out a sigh and sink a little deeper until the bubbles tickle my chin.

“Maybe a soak will make tomorrow’s hike a little easier,” Jacob says, stretching one arm and then the other in front of him.

Zian leans back against the smooth wall. “Are there any other roads around this place that aren’t so overgrown? If they left any vehicles behind…”

Drey shakes his head. “I did a circuit of the whole hotel when I was first checking it out. There is another road, a little wider than the one we came along but just as choked. And I didn’t see any cars around anyway.”

Dominic hums to himself. “We could head that way tomorrow and see where it takes us.”

“It’s a totally different direction from where we were heading before,” Andreas says. “I don’t think it’ll take us to the city.”

I tip my head back, letting the water seep through my braid and up my scalp while I consider the possibilities. “Griffin hasn’t sensed any large populations any closer than the city we knew about. And a little town might not have the resources we’d need to make a real escape.”

However exactly that’s going to work once we see what we have to work with.

Drey gives my braid a teasing tug. “You’ve led us well so far, Tink. I trust your judgment.”

The brush of his fingertips against my neck sets off a heat much more potent than the water’s steam. As my face flushes, he traces his fingers across my cheek.

All at once, pheromones of desire lace the air from all around me. A shiver of need travels through my body, the shadows in my blood quaking with it.

I’ve been forced apart from my guys, from the most concrete manifestation of our connection, for too long. And I can tell they feel it too.

But one of them isn’t ready to act on that longing.

Zian must sense the shift in the air, because he straightens up with a slosh of the water. Even in the dimness, I can tell his peachy-brown skin has taken on a ruddier cast that I don’t think is just because of the bath.

“I can give you guys some privacy,” he says in a rough voice, turning to heft himself out.

Jacob stops him with a hand on his arm. His blue eyes blaze with sudden intensity.

“What if you could be a part of it too? Without risking any of the things you’re scared of?”

Zian’s gaze jerks to him, his eyes widening. “What are you talking about?”

Jake pauses as if he’s still figuring that out himself. He glances at me with a look so scorching my nerves tingle.

Then he turns back to Zee. “Use us. We can be your hands, your mouth. Tell us what you’d want to do to her, and we’ll do it for you. Like you’re acting through us. That would work without setting anything off in you, wouldn’t it?”

A fresh wave of heat courses through me at the idea.

Zian draws in a breath, his pupils dilating with unfulfilled hunger. “That would— I mean?—”

His gaze sears into mine. “Would you even be okay with that?”

Every nerve in my body is trembling with anticipation. I’ve collided with Dominic and Andreas at the same time before, but only the once. And never more than the two of them.

The possibilities flooding my head light me up from the inside out.

“Yes. If you’d like it too.”

Zian’s next inhalation comes shakily. The other guys remain silent, Andreas’s hand gone still by my cheek, all of us giving Zee the space he needs to come to his decision.

He wets his lips, the smolder in his dark eyes deepening. Then he nods to Drey.

“Kiss her. Kiss her until she’s squirming for more.”

A sly grin curves Andreas’s mouth, and he tips my chin up so my lips can meet his.

It doesn’t take much for him to summon a needy whimper out of me. His mouth claims mine with weeks of bottled passion neither of us has had the chance to really let out.

I clutch at his coiled hair and kiss him back hard. My lips part instantly at the flick of his tongue, welcoming him in.

Through the eager thundering of my pulse, Zian’s voice reaches my ears, gone ragged. “Dominic, you know how to make her squirm too, don’t you? Touch her—everywhere she likes it.”

Dominic chuckles softly and presses a kiss to the peak of my shoulder. Both his tentacles glide around me, one across my back and the other over my belly, the suckers stroking my skin in a multitude of puckered kisses.

His hand glides over my chest at the same time. When he swipes one thumb over the tip of my breast, my breath stutters into Drey’s mouth.

As I arch into Dom’s touch, Andreas makes an urgent sound low in his throat and deepens our kiss. Our tongues tangle together, bliss racing through me from the melding of our mouths all the way down my body over the terrain Dominic is caressing.

Dom massages my breast with swivels of his thumb over the peak until my nipple is straining stiff against the fabric of my bra. A growl escapes me with the growing ache between my thighs.

I pull my mouth from Andreas’s and catch Zian’s gaze for just an instant. Hoping he can feel through the heated glance how happy I’d be if he really were joining in too.

Then I can’t help seeking out Dominic’s lips, pulling him tighter against me.

Jacob hasn’t moved toward me yet, but his words travel over the water in a low purr that sets the shadows in my veins shivering twice as giddily. “Look at how much she’s enjoying it, Zee. You’ve got three mouths to work with. Six hands. A couple of tentacles as a bonus.”

He stops, and his voice dips even farther. “Why don’t we get her out of the water so you can see just how well she’s responding?”

“Yeah,” Zian says roughly. “Bring—bring her to the bed.”

I don’t put up an ounce of protest when Dominic and Andreas lift me between them. They set me on the edge of the tub, clamber out themselves, and then Jake is there behind me, scooping me up in his arms.

“My turn,” he says, blue fire dancing in his eyes.

I cup his jaw, remembering the uneasiness I saw in him when he caught me kissing Griffin and all the ways he’s still been trying to make up to me what I’ve already forgiven.

“I need you just as much,” I say quietly.

His arms tighten around me. He strides toward the bed, his head bowing to catch my mouth with his at the same time.

I could burn up in the feral demand of Jacob’s kiss. The electric shock of his hunger races all the way to the tips of my fingers and toes.

He lowers me onto the sheets we cleared and drags his lips away, staying by my shoulder. The dampness of my body seeps into the silky fabric.

Dominic and Andreas follow us, Dominic sitting at my other side and Andreas sinking down next to my knee. In the faint moonlight drifting through the windows, their eyes shine with intensity.

The water warbles as Zian heaves himself out too. He walks right past the stack of towels to stand by the foot of the bed, heedless of the rivulets trickling over his sculpted brawn.

I want to lick the droplets right off his burnished flesh. I rein in the urge but lift my gaze to his face.

“What would you do with me now?”

His hands flex at his sides as if he’s imagining his fingers trailing over me for real. He watches Dominic trace the band of my bra.

“Take it off of her, Dom,” he says hoarsely. “I want to really see her. You and Jake—touch her, kiss her there.”

I push upward a little so Dominic and Jacob can pull the sports bra up over my head together. I’ve barely leaned back into the sheets before Jake has lowered his head to suck my nipple into his mouth.

As I gasp, Dom takes a more gradual approach. He rolls the other peak between his thumb and forefinger and then slides one tentacle across it.

Each sucker that grazes my pebbled nipple gives it a firm squeeze. In a matter of seconds, I’m moaning at the flashes of delight.

Having Zian’s gaze on me feels like another caress in itself. Will it help him, seeing that he can call the shots and direct my pleasure without any disaster crashing down on us?

I hope he’s enjoying the moment at least half as much as I am.

My thighs have started rubbing together of their own accord in an instinctive attempt to relieve the ache between them. Andreas strokes his fingers up and down my leg.

“I think she needs more, Zee.”

A sound like a strangled groan escapes Zian. “Take the rest of her clothes off. And then—get her off, whatever will feel best for her—hands, mouth…”

As he trails off with another strained noise, Drey yanks my panties down. He teases his fingers over my clit and my drenched folds beneath.

My head pushes back into the pillow as a soft cry of longing breaks from my lips. The familiar burn of desire courses all through my body, my nerves and my shadows forming a chorus clamoring for More, more, more .

Andreas massages my pussy until I’m rocking with his strokes, one hand twined in Jacob’s hair and the other clutching Dominic’s arm. When Drey delves two fingers right into my slit, a blissful shudder runs up my spine.

He plunges them in and out of my slickness a few times before holding the digits, gleaming with my arousal, back toward Zian in his taut pose. His own voice has gone ragged. “You can taste her.”

Zian freezes, but only for an instant. He hurtles the last couple of steps to the foot of the bed and bends in to accept Drey’s offering.

The sight of his tongue swiping over Andreas’s fingers, lapping me off the other guy, has my breath hitching to the point of panting. Zian gazes down at me with so much conflicted emotion in his expression my nerves crackle with it.

“Keep tasting her,” he says. “Right at the source. Until she comes.”

Andreas doesn’t miss a beat following that directive. He leans down and melds his mouth to my sex.

Oh, fuck. The rush of sensation floods me alongside the pleasure Jacob and Dominic are already summoning from my body.

Dom chooses the same moment to latch his mouth around my breast. I’m being devoured from three angles, lips and tongues and careful scrapes of teeth playing a symphony of bliss all across my body.

Andreas laps his tongue right inside me, and my hips buck up to meet him. As he works over every sensitive place I need it most, my gasp blends into a whimper and then into a louder moan.

Jacob raises his head and caresses my cheek. “Better not to get too noisy, Wildcat. Wouldn’t want the kids to realize what we’re getting up to. Clamp down when you need to.”

He slides his fingers past my lips, between my teeth, muffling my next cry.

I don’t mean to take him up on his suggestion. But he pinches my nipple with increasing friction, and Dominic’s tentacles strum even more pleasure from my skin while he worships my other breast.

And then Drey is sucking so hard on my clit it’s like he’s dragged a tidal wave of ecstasy smashing through a dam I didn’t know I’d built inside me.

My throat vibrates with a muffled moan, and my jaw clenches on Jacob’s hand. The tang of blood that laces my tongue somehow heightens the rush of my release.

I jerk against Andreas’s mouth and then sag with the gentler swell of the afterglow. Jacob withdraws his hand without hiding the streak of scarlet from the imprints of my teeth.

My gut lurches with guilt. “Dom, you need to heal?—”

“It’s fine,” Jacob interrupts, in a tone so thick with satisfaction I can’t doubt his claim. He grins down at me, as ferally devoted as the night when he poured the severed hands of my enemies at the foot of my bed. “I hope it leaves a scar—another way you’ve marked me.”

Zian exhales with a groan. One of his hands is braced against the bedpost now, the other balled against the bulge in the front of his boxers.

“She needs someone inside her,” he rasps. “Properly. Until she comes all over again.”

I have no idea how the guys decide, and maybe they don’t know either. Like one being, they shift around me, with Dominic settling between my splayed legs.

He looks up at me as if in question, as if he doesn’t realize my heart swells with affection at the matching desire in his gaze. I reach up to tangle my fingers in the auburn strands that’ve come loose from his damp ponytail and beam at him.

“Please.”

As he tugs off his boxers, Jacob captures my mouth with a kiss. Andreas applies his talented lips to my breast.

I’m completely encompassed in their joint embrace, their arms around me, Dominic’s tentacles stroking along the sides of my torso.

Jake releases my lips just as Dom slides into me. My moan catches in my throat at the feeling of total fullness.

My knees lift to encompass his hips automatically, welcoming him deeper. He bows over me, the two other guys drawing back to make room but still keeping up their combined caresses.

“Love you,” Dominic murmurs, with a hitch of breath as he drives farther into me that sets off a gasp of my own. “So much.”

Joy radiates through my chest even though I’ve heard the words from him more than once before. “I love you too.” I cast my gaze around to the other guys around us. “All of you. Always.”

Andreas nips my earlobe, his words a warm wash of breath. “You’re everything I’ll ever want.”

“Going to keep doing everything I can to deserve it, Wildcat,” Jacob mutters, his fingers squeezing briefly around mine before he cups my breast again.

Zian’s voice carries to me from the end of the bed, little more than a rasp. “Riva…”

He’s gripping himself through his boxers now, his hunger etched across his handsome face. As Dominic surges into me again, propelling me toward another heady release, I manage to hold Zee’s gaze.

“Come with me?”

He sputters a curse, every muscle tensing. Then he delves into his boxers to pump his erection skin to skin.

The slap of his palm against his cock merges with the rhythm of Dominic’s thrusts inside me, the warble of all our broken breaths, the whirlwind of pleasure racing through me.

He might not be touching me himself, but right then, it feels as if he’s just as close to the others, just as much a part of this.

The thought sets off a brighter spark inside me. Its glow expands alongside the rising wave of bliss, on and on until the shadows are dancing in my veins and my body is trembling.

I press up to meet Dominic, urging him into me harder, faster. Tip my head to invite Drey’s kiss. Tease my fingers down Jacob’s chest.

And then shatter apart in time with Zian’s final groan.

As I quake between the other three guys, our director slumps toward the mattress, spilling himself. His shoulders heave.

Then he drops his head a little farther and presses the most careful of kisses to the ball of my foot where I’ve just lowered it.

Right here with me. Where they’re all meant to be.

But the peal of joy comes with a twist in my gut.

I have to figure out how to make sure they stay with me this time—that none of the villains beyond these walls ever come between us again.