Page 243 of Shadowblood Souls: The Complete Series

“Hmm. How about up here?” I grasp her wrists gently and lift them over her head so her arms sink into the pillow. Then I trail my fingers down from her hands to her shoulders, so delicately she shivers in anticipation.

Dominic is undoing her fly. Griffin and I lift Riva’s hips so he can strip her pants right off her.

I allow myself one brief glance over the nearly naked, gorgeous planes of my lover’s body before lowering my head to flick my tongue over the peak of her breast.

Just like that, I earn a whimper—one step down from a moan. We can build up to the real symphony.

Riva reaches for me this time, unwilling to stay still. As her fingertips graze my hair, Griffin catches them and presses kisses across her knuckles.

“Take,” he reminds her. “Tell yourself you’ll have more to give everyone else later this way.”

Riva snorts, but the dismissive sound breaks with another gasp as I test her nipple between my teeth. Griffin trails his kisses down her arm while Dominic charts a path up her thigh, a course I totally approve of.

When he hooks his tentacles around the sides of her panties, Riva gives a little wriggle that’s both encouragement and assistance. He drags them down and then dips his head to lap his tongue over her pussy.

There’s our first moan. It vibrates from her chest into my mouth, and I suck her pebbled nipple with more force, ignoring my jealousy that I’m not the one tasting her arousal.

It’s enough to hear it, to have orchestrated it, to be part of this delicious encounter that’s completely about showing our woman how much we worship every part of her.

As Dom eats her out, his tentacles keep stroking over her skin—her waist, her hips, farther down her legs. Griffin cups Riva’s other breast with his hand and glances toward our friend.

“Give her your monstrous side too. She wants it just as much.” His mouth curves into something that might be a smirk, as un-Griffin-like as that expression is. “Maybe even more.”

Riva lets out a little growl of agreement, her hips rocking to meet Dominic’s mouth. He raises his head slightly, his face as flushed as hers is, but he doesn’t hesitate more than a second before teasing one tentacle over her mound and between her folds.

Holy hell. I’ve never seen him actually fuck her with his extra appendages before. But there’s no denying Riva’s ecstatic response.

As he eases the tentacle deeper inside her, she lets out another moan and squirms as if urging him onward. Her breath breaks into little pants that I want to drink right off her lips.

My cock is practically tearing through my boxers now. I smother a groan of my own by bringing my mouth back to Riva’s breast. I lap and suckle while her body trembles, knowing my twin is giving her just as much attention on the other side.

With a cry, her torso goes taut as a bowstring. She digs her fingers into my hair, and this time I let her, reveling in the force of her coming as it radiates through the pinpricks of pain she presses into my scalp.

Then I pull myself down her body. I nip the skin over her ribs and then lick her belly.

“My turn for a taste,” I mutter when I reach her hip.

Dominic eases aside with a rasp of breath and no argument. I catch a glimpse of him applying the suckers of his slickened tentacle where my mouth was working over Riva’s breast before, and then I dive in.

She’s so fucking wet, her pussy searing hot in the aftermath of her orgasm. I lap up her juices and suck hard on her clit, loving the way her hips jerk for me. Absorbing every mewling whimper that tells me I’m doing my job well.

With each sound of her satisfaction, something releases inside me too, even though my cock is still hard as a goddamn crowbar.

The love she first woke up in me years ago and stirred back to life in the past few months flows into every particle of my body, washing away the last prickling bits of anger.

I’ll never forgive the guardians or Balthazar for how they messed with us. I’ll never think it was remotely okay. But how can I keep raging about it when without them, I’d never have had the woman before me at all?

Their fucked-up plans brought us together, and I can’t regret that, no matter how much I hate the rest.

Riva bucks into my mouth and growls in frustration. “I need more. I need you all to be coming with me.”

My dick twitches at those words, but my newfound benevolence has me pushing myself upright. I catch my twin’s gaze across the bed and tip my head in invitation.

Like he did for me, the first time we were with Riva together. I can share too.

I want to.

Griffin beams at me so brightly I’m even more satisfied with my choice. As he kicks off his pants and positions himself over Riva, I free my own cock to pump it in my hand.

Riva smiles up at Griffin with that softer brilliance she’s always reserved just for him—and I find I don’t mind it even a little. She’s a bit different with all of us, and she’s also the same, and that’s part of the magic of what we have together.

As Griffin slides into her, she raises her knees to give him better access. Her hand creeps across the covers to fondle my balls while I jerk myself off.

I groan at the contact, dipping forward. A tingle shoots through my dick with the sense of my impending release.

Dominic has both of his tentacles plucking at Riva’s breasts now. She strokes one of them with her other hand while he pumps his erection.

It’s a crazy picture—but this is us. This is where I want to be.

I wouldn’t have any of them without the shitty life we came from—not my brother, not my friends. No matter where we came from or how we were made, I can’t imagine a better family.

No psychos or assholes can change that fact or diminish what we’ve become.

Riva squeezes my balls again, and my hips jerk with a heady surge of heat. I spill myself onto the pale skin of her belly just as Dominic tips over the edge.

Riva bows up to meet Griffin’s thrusting body, and another keening moan escapes her lips. They come together with ragged breaths mingling and a giddy relief so potent it flows from her shadows into mine.

As Griffin eases back, Riva tugs us all toward her. We cuddle around our woman in a nest of living heat, and she snuggles into our joint embrace without a single comment about all the things she could be doing to see tonight’s plans through.

I did right by my love, by my family. This time.

If I can keep doing that, over and over again, we all might come out of this catastrophe in one piece.