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Kai

T he next morning at breakfast, Lilac strides in, looking somber.

She sits heavily, leaning her head forwards.

“Well?” Lonan says, “Out with it.”

She sighs. “They’re dead. And Alder has retaliated by starting to use distance weapons outside Squall’s End. Trebuchets and spell vessels.”

“Fuck,” I sigh. “We got word back from Larkstead last night. They insist on marriage, but urge us to visit in person to speak.”

Lonan lets out an angry noise. “That could take weeks of travel!”

I close my eyes, feeling sick at the mere suggestion of leaving Oleander. “They said they’ll send griffons.”

My eyes land on Ollie. She looks worried, rubbing her thumb against her fingers. She catches my eyes upon her and tosses me a tiny, reassuring smile. Sweet little thing. Even now, in the face of disastrous news, my cock aches for her.

Last night, when she told us of her powers, I had felt like I was choking. That destiny was weighing upon me, us .

I must marry one of these fucking Larkstead. So Ollie can take her place. So I can kill Alder and all those who harmed her. The loss of her already hurts. I shake myself; I will do what I must.

“No,” Lonan says stubbornly.

“Yes,” I counter.

His face drops at my open opposition. It is unlike me, but so is kissing him in public and he seems just fine with that.

He glowers at me, but I know it’s bluster. It’s fear for Ollie. We can’t let that hold us back though. We have to see this to the end. I put down my fork and stand. Oleander stands too, her empty plate pushed back.

I offer her my hand and we head out of the hall.

“Will you come up to Lonan’s rooms with me?” She asks softly.

“Of course, baby.”

We head that way and she waits obediently as I sweep the rooms. I call her up with the all clear.

“Did you have something in mind?” I ask her, eyebrow raised.

She giggles, “Nothing that involves getting naked.”

I cross to her and wrap my arms around her from behind. She leans back into me and I grin, happy that she trusts me.

“I can make you cum without you taking off any clothing, princess, I thought I had demonstrated that repeatedly.”

She makes a pleased sound but shakes her head. “No, I wanted to find a book to read. I just thought it would be nice to have your company.”

I smile and kiss the top of her head. “Would you like a glass of cider?” I offer.

“Sure.”

I pour us each one and bring her hers as she leans down, searching.

I take mine and cross to the couch, grabbing some mail off Lonan’s desk first. I pull out the note from the first open envelope, re-reading Cas’s words about what he has scouted on Alder’s formations outside Squall’s End.

Ollie eventually sits next to me with a big old book in her hands. It’s a book on laws of Faery. I cock an eyebrow at her but she doesn’t answer. I lean down and take her ankles in one of my hands, rotating her so she’s leaning against the arm of the couch with her legs in my lap. She makes a pleased sound and relaxes.

It’s a couple hours later when I finish the letters. Ollie is still combing through her book. I clear my throat. “I was hoping you’d be willing to join me again in some blade training.”

“No.”

“Pardon?” I hadn’t really expected to her be excited about it, but I didn’t think I’d get a flat refusal either.

“I said no, Kai. I’m terrible with a blade. It’s fine. I have you and Lonan. And my magic. No point in making me miserable trying to learn how to swordfight.”

I lean back, opening and closing my mouth. I can’t come up with a good response to that so I just sigh.

“I need to get up, princess. I have some things that need to get done. Are you alright here by yourself?”

She arches a white eyebrow. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

I chuckle and lean down to kiss her.

AFTER SEVERAL HOURS of sparring, I head to my rooms for a quick shower. My cock is hard and aching. I start to stroke myself but I stop, frustrated. I can’t take this any longer. I need to be inside my mate again. Ollie had a very short cycle. I know that the more powerful the female Fae, the shorter her cycle, as she’s magically incapacitated during it. But that meant I only got to fuck her once.

The thought of her, straddling my lap, during our game of Commander’s Cups, whispering that my willingness to stop whenever she asked made her want to submit to me, rolls around my head over and over. And the way she responded to Lonan, “punishing” her for our play in my rooms. Fuck, she loved it. She obviously loves to both take control and to have control wrenched from her. I would never, ever, do anything to harm her, to make her feel as if I didn’t care for her wants, her desires. her. Fuck, that thought turns my stomach.

But the idea that she, like Lonan and I, like to play with the idea of control and submission just makes my cock ache. She’s perfect for us, of course she is. I make my decision.

I head up to Lonan’s rooms.

“Hey flame,” Lo purrs, looking up from the book he’s reading on the couch. I just grunt. I need Ollie. My spirit mate. Perhaps once she accepts the bonds, this need for her, this desire to be inside her, will ease.

Oleander is in bed, hair wrapped on top of her head. I climb on the bed, over her body and she grins at me, her smirk satisfied and knowing of my devotion to her. And I am. But tonight, I’m going to use her body as I need.

Once I’m straddling her, I kiss her, deeply, and wrap my hand around her throat. She whimpers and I feel her hips shift.

When I pull back from her soft lips, I hear Lo enter the room and sit in a chair near the fire.

“I’m going to use you, Oleander. And you’re going to accept it. Because this is your fault, little mate.”

She blinks, head cocking. “What Kai?”

But I’m done with words. I stand, tugging her with me. I kiss her again, then spin her and bend her over Lonan’s tall bed. I pull up her white linen shift so her ass is exposed. She rolls her hips out, as if to give me access to eat her sweet cunt.

I chuckle. “Oh, no, baby, I’m not pleasuring you. You’re pleasuring me. And since you chose not to suck my cock dry every night like you should, given you won’t let me use your cunt, I’m going to take what I need.”

I grab the lube.

“Kai, I cannot get pregnant–” she starts, pressing up, but I grab the back of her neck and push her back into the bed.

“I know, princess. That’s why I’m going to fuck your ass.”

The sound that she makes is outrage but I lube my cock quickly. I press two fingers up her tight hole and she squeaks, trying to stand. I push her back down. I slide my fingers in and out, even as my cock drips steadily onto the floor. I don’t want to harm her, so some warm up is likely needed.

“Have you been fucked here before?” I ask, thinking again about how much adjustment she’ll need. “No, wait, don’t fucking tell me, I have enough Fae I need to kill without adding to the list.” I pull my fingers out and she squeals.

“Kai!” She yells, trying to stand again. I note that she doesn’t use the word stop, as she had asked me if I would honor, when we were playing cards.

I press one hand between her shoulder blades and use the other to line up my cock. I press in, getting to the ring of muscle. I push hard but slow. For a moment, I get nowhere, though Ollie starts to pant loudly and squirm. And suddenly her ass opens to me and the head of my cock is inside my mate. Inside my mate for the second time ever. I close my eyes, drifting, blissful, at the feel of her, at the feel of the connection between us.

I press forward, dying to be fully inside her and she squeals, “You’re too big!”

I pull back and press in again, groaning.

“Kai! Please!” Ollie yells.

I snarl and it takes all my willpower to pull my cock out of her ass.

“Oh fuck,” Ollie pants, “Thank you, Kai.”

“Lo, toss me that candlestick,” I say, then to Ollie, as I still hold her down, “It’s just a reprieve princess. Gonna give you a little more training before you get all my cock up your ass.”

Lo throws me the slender candle and I see him pull out his hard dick, raising an eyebrow at me. I lube the candlestick and push it into Ollie’s tight little bottom.

“Fuck!” She curses. “Get that out of me!”

“You said my cock was too much. So I’ll ease you up to it, Ollie. Shut the fuck up and say thank you.”

“What?” Outraged, she tosses her head to look at me.

Gods, she’s a gorgeous sight, a candlestick emerging from this ass I’m going to fuck, her little body splayed open over the bed.

I drive the candlestick in and out of her slowly. “Say. Thank. You. Mate.”

“For buggering me with a candle?!”

“For not just railing you with my fat cock.”

She drops her head and I feel her body flex. I continue to fuck her.

Lonan says nonchalantly, “She might be more amenable if she cums.”

I raise an eyebrow. “Do you want my balls slapping against your forehead while you eat her as I fuck her ass?”

“Hmm. On second thought,” Lonan replies as he stands, going to the opposite side of the bed. “Maybe not. But I need to see her pretty face as she gets fucked.”

Ollie growls but I fuck her harder with the candle and it turns to an angry moan.

I tug the candle out roughly and she squeaks miserably.

“Get ready, don’t tighten up, princess,” I murmur as I line up and press into her quickly. I grab her hips tightly and slide in, all the way, relentless, headless to the whimpers, until I’m buried.

“Lonan’s mark is in your ass, baby. Like that?” I ask, damn near about to cum already.

“No,” she says, pouty.

“Hmm,” is all I say. Lonan has climbed onto the bed and is stroking her now-loose hair out of her face.

“How does he feel, sweetheart?” Lo asks. “He has a very thick cock, I know.”

She turns her face away from him, petty creature.

“Ollie, sweetheart, you’re so pretty taking his cock, I’m tempted to have you suckle my dick while Kai fucks you,” Lonan purrs.

“No,” I respond tightly, control tenuous, “I want her to focus on this.”

I start to stroke in and out of her. She shifts and cries out, into the bed.

I fuck her harder, unable to hold back any longer.

My hips slap against her rhythmically. She whimpers and pants and Lonan strokes his cock, eyes flicking between us.

“I’m almost there, baby,” I say gently, “It’s almost over.” I ride her harder, balls tight.

And then I cum, hard, so fucking hard I almost black out. I arch, looking upward as I feel my cock release deep inside her. I stay as buried in her as I can, wanting my seed as far up her body as possible. I thrust hard and short and deep as I continue to cum, spurt after spurt.

Her whines take an uncomfortable edge as I lean over her little body and kiss her back and neck.

I pull out slowly, watching my cock, and Lonan’s mark, emerge from her tight, wet asshole. If I was in a more giving mood, I’d check if she was turned on, and pleasure her, but the nights of teasing have worn me thin.

“Now tell me, princess, did your cunt get wet for me? Did you like having your asshole claimed?”

She shakes her head into the mattress, but I think she’s lying.

Lonan grins. “Second time’s the charm?”

“Nooo,” she wails, head snapping up.

We both chuckle darkly.

“Alright princess,” I say. “Flip over and rub your pretty cunt for us,” I command.

“I’m not in the mood,” she grumbles.

I slap her ass hard. “I didn’t ask. You seem to love to masturbate for us every other night. So do it with my seed in your body, princess.”

She rolls over silent, legs still hanging off the bed. The glare she levels at me as her fingers start rub circles over her clit is enough to fuel a thousand jerk off sessions.