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“Look at her,” Corvus’s disgusted voice said behind me.

“Playing the whore for a pair of thieves.” Viraxes murmured something, but I didn’t catch it.

I was too busy with Dain’s lips and tongue.

With Nikolas’s teeth grazing my shoulder and his hands skimming my hips.

Every caress stoked the fire inside me. Every kiss made the Dokimasi burn brighter.

Dain pulled back just long enough to strip off his thin tunic. Nikolas did the same, muscles rippling beneath glistening skin as he cast the garment aside. Then they were on me again, kissing and stroking as they pressed me onto my back.

Nikolas’s fingers found the slick heat between my thighs. Pleasure shivered through me as he circled my clit, giving me light, teasing caresses. My hips lifted, my body seeking more pressure. I let my thighs fall wide as I thrust my pussy wantonly against his hand.

Dain groaned against my ear. “So wet for us already.” He lifted his head, his eyes on Nikolas. “I need to taste her.”

Nikolas didn’t hesitate, just stroked two fingers up my center and then pushed them between Dain’s lips. Dain’s eyes slid shut as he swallowed them deeper and sucked, a helpless-sounding whimper escaping him.

“More,” Dain said in a voice rough with need. He moved down my body, trailing kisses over my breasts, my stomach, the curve of my hip. He settled between my legs, his erection thrusting proudly. Then he pushed my legs wider and plunged his face to my sex.

Nikolas captured my mouth at the same moment, swallowing my cry as Dain swept his tongue up my pussy. He delved inside my opening before licking up to my clit and sucking hard.

My spine bowed off the platform. Nikolas’s gravelly praise joined the soft smacking sounds of Dain lapping at my arousal.

“That’s it,” Nikolas rasped, biting my neck as he fondled my breasts.

“You look so pretty like this, Bel, your pussy so wet and open. So plump and pink. Is Dain making you feel good? Is his tongue deep enough?” He didn’t wait for an answer as he slid his hand down my stomach.

Palming my mound, he made a vee with his fingers and pulled my pussy taut.

Sensation increased tenfold, and I squealed as Dain sucked and licked all around my exposed clit. It was too good. Too much. I was burning up with pleasure. I twisted under him, but Nikolas’s hand held me in place, keeping me spread for Dain’s relentless mouth.

Magic bloomed around us in stuttering bursts—brief flares that sparked and died. But they ignited again, each one brighter than the last. They came faster, flashing over and over until they surrounded us in a halo of golden light.

“Do something!” Corvus shouted somewhere.

I tangled my fingers in Dain’s hair, holding his face against my pussy. His growl of approval vibrated my heated flesh. He worked his tongue over my clit, licking and sucking with feverish zeal. Every stroke was perfect. Exactly where I needed it. Pleasure built and built.

“Yes!” I gasped. Then I shattered. The Dokimasi erupted, no longer contained within my chest but exploding outward in rays that slanted over the platform. The magic surged with every shuddering burst of pleasure, light pouring from my skin in blinding waves.

Something crashed loudly beyond the platform, followed by Corvus’s shrill voice. “What’s happening?”

“Shut up,” Viraxes barked.

Dain lifted his head from between my thighs, his lips shiny with my arousal and his body bathed in light that turned him into a golden god. Nikolas gazed around with a look of wonder on his face. His eyes reflected the magic that swirled around us.

“Don’t stop,” I gasped, reaching for both men. “I need you inside me. Now.”

They moved quickly, Nikolas shifting onto his back and pulling me astride him.

Dain moved behind me, his big hands possessive on my hips.

They kissed and stroked, petting my thighs and plumping my breasts.

A firm thumb pressed to my clit, sending a sudden bolt of hot bliss through my center.

I cried out, my head falling onto Dain’s shoulder.

I was lifted and positioned, and then Nikolas’s hot, round cockhead nudged my entrance. I was so slick and open, I took him easily, heat and pressure filling me. We shuddered together, both gasping as my pussy clamped around him.

Dain wrapped his arms around me, anchoring my back to his chest as he rained kisses on my shoulder and neck. I rocked on Nikolas’s dick, every drag of his shaft over my swollen clit threatening to tip me into another orgasm.

“More,” I begged, rolling my hips. “Please. I need everything.” Both , the magic whispered, guiding without tugging. Because it didn’t need to push or pull anymore. I was exactly where I belonged.

Light spun around the platform, wrapping us in a dazzling cocoon and obscuring the chamber around us. Pounding came from somewhere, followed by Viraxes’s frantic voice.

“Open these doors!” More pounding. “I command you to open the fucking doors!”

A deep thud split the air. Then another.

“It’s not working!” Corvus cried. “It’s like she sealed us in.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Viraxes snapped.

Dain’s lips grazed my ear. The bickering and pounding faded, the noise unimportant. Dain pushed me down with a gentle hand on my shoulder. Nikolas caught me against him and whispered in my ear.

“Do you want both of us, Bel?” The question was accompanied by Dain’s slick finger trailing between my cheeks. He circled my entrance, teasing the most private part of me.

“Yes,” I gasped, pushing my ass back. “Please. I want both of you inside me.”

Dain teased my hole for a few more seconds, rubbing oil and my arousal around the fluttering muscle. Every pass sent novel, forbidden sensations fluttering through me, making my pussy clench. Nikolas muttered a curse.

“Hanging on by a thread here, Dain.”

Dain’s voice was mild as he pushed a slow finger into my opening. “Seems fair, considering how often you’ve nearly gotten me strung up.” He pushed deeper, setting off a burn that made my breath hitch.

Nikolas stroked my hair back from my forehead and pressed his lips to my brow.

“Easy, sweet Bel. We’ve got you. Bear down a little like you’re trying to push him out.

” He worked a hand between our bodies and found my clit.

His warm breath stirred my hair as he rubbed slick, gentle circles that roused a new fire inside me.

I did as he said, and the burn melted into something lush and decadent. With every slow pump of Dain’s finger, dark ribbons of pleasure fluttered from my ass to my pussy. Nikolas continued working my buzzing clit. When Dain added a second finger, I thrust my hips back to meet him.

“Good girl,” he said in a throaty voice. “Open for me, Bel. Perfect.” He gave me careful thrusts, pushing the oil deeper into my body. “Gods, your pussy looks so good stretched around Nikolas’s cock.”

Nikolas and I moaned at the same time. Outside our shimmering sphere of light, the pounding grew more frantic. Something shattered. A man cursed. But inside, there was only us. Only shared pleasure and the slick sounds of our bodies moving together.

“She’s ready,” Dain said, his voice rough with need.

Nikolas held me still as Dain positioned himself. The blunt head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and it was so much larger than his fingers. Instinctively, I tensed.

“Breathe,” Nikolas murmured, stroking my hair. “Just breathe and let him in.”

I dragged in a breath and let it out slowly, forcing my body to yield.

Dain pushed forward with aching patience, splitting me open inch by inch.

Heat bloomed first—then the burn, sharp and dizzying, danced up my spine.

When the head of his cock breached the tight ring of muscle, the discomfort shattered, swept away by the overwhelming stretch.

Gods, the stretch. I felt everything—his thickness, the drag of him inside me, the delicious pressure of being held open between them.

Nikolas’s breath hitched beside my ear. I couldn’t tell whose hand was on my breast, whose lips grazed my throat—only that I was wrapped in heat and reverence, worshipped from the inside out.

And, oh gods, I didn’t need fingers on my clit or a mouth between my legs.

I was going to come from this, just this .

Dain smoothed a hand up my back. “Are you all right?” he asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

Beginning to rock, I nodded frantically. “Yes. Don’t stop.”

He eased forward, his thick shaft tunneling deeper. Nikolas moved beneath me, rolling his hips up. Their cocks slid over each other inside my body.

“Oh…my gods,” I breathed, my heartbeat pounding in my clit. My nipples dragged across Nikolas’s chest. More moisture flooded my pussy, heat trickling around Nikolas’s shaft.

“So fucking tight,” Dain rasped as he began to move, each thrust deliberate, reverent.

“So perfect.” He rocked into me slowly, carefully, like he knew just how close I was to coming undone.

The burn was long gone, but the fire remained, the flames licking mercilessly between my legs.

They set a rhythm, one fucking into me while the other withdrew.

I rocked between them, never empty. Always, always I was full.

“More,” I demanded, bracing my forearms on Nikolas’s chest.

They gave it to me, thrusting harder and deeper.

Their breathing grew ragged as they worked their dicks in and out of my body.

Dain squeezed my hips with oil-slick fingers.

Nikolas pulled my mouth to his and kissed me, only to surrender control when Dain tangled a hand in my hair and guided my lips to his.

They filled me and fucked me, working me between them in a breathless, filthy grind. The golden light around us intensified, swirling like the cyclones that formed in the Iron Sea. It fed on our pleasure, growing brighter with each thrust, each gasp, each slap of skin against skin.

The pressure built to an impossible peak.

I was so full—not just of Nikolas and Dain, but of magic that swelled and roared inside me like a caged storm.

The Dokimasi blazed beneath my ribs, too large and bright to contain within flesh and bone.

Light burst from my skin in waves, no longer the gentle golden glow but something wild and blinding that crackled through the air.

Dain and Nikolas rocked me between them. Their rhythm didn’t falter even as magic poured from me in molten streams. Dain tightened his grip on my hips. Nikolas’s breath came sharp against my throat. Pleasure and power twisted together until I couldn’t tell them apart.

“I can’t—” I gasped, my body trembling between them. “I can’t hold it.”

“Then let go,” Nikolas whispered against my lips. “Let it out, Bel.”

The climax struck in a whiplash of light. My body convulsed, the force so great I thought I might shatter in truth. But I didn’t.

Instead of breaking, I blazed.

The Dokimasi erupted outward, magic exploding from every pore until the world dissolved into pure, golden light. Nikolas roared, his arms locking around me as he pumped his hot release deep in my pussy. Dain followed, his bellow of triumph ringing in my ears.

When the brilliance faded, I lay on my back between a panting Nikolas and Dain. Sunlight streamed over us, heating my skin. Grass tickled my back.

Wait. Grass?

I bolted upright. At the same moment, my magic slammed into me, knocking me backward.

“Whoa,” Nikolas said, catching me before I could fall.

My head spun. The world tilted as disorientation swept me. Where were the obsidian walls? I blinked hard, trying to make sense of the blue sky where a vaulted black ceiling should have been.

“What—?” I started to ask, then snapped my mouth shut.

Nikolas sucked in a breath as he got a look at our surroundings.

The platform and the Obsidian Tower were gone. Roses and sunflowers swayed in a gentle breeze. Steps away, a bench with peeling paint nestled under an ancient oak. Helios and I used to sit on it to count when we played hide-and-seek.

Sunlight formed a shimmering curtain around us, the rays rising into the sky like the pillars of a cathedral. My magic settled around my shoulders like a warm blanket, and power sang under my skin.

Wonder twined through me. The air smelled of soil and growing things. Of home.

We were in the Grove at Lum Laras.

Nikolas and Dain stared, their gazes going from my sigils to the flower beds I’d tended as a child.

Nikolas swallowed, eyeing the bench. “Is this…?”

“Yes,” I said, joy swelling my chest. “This is the Grove where I played as a child.”

“You moved us across the Covenant,” Nikolas said slowly. He looked at me. “How did you do that?”

Laughter bubbled alongside my joy. “I honestly don’t know.”

Masculine shouts penetrated the curtain of sunlight. Instinct tugged me to my feet, and I moved toward the soaring, shimmering rays. Reaching out experimentally, I touched one.

The ray responded, parting as if I’d drawn back a curtain. Heart pounding, I touched another ray. Again, it drew to the side.

“Hello, beautiful,” I murmured, stroking my hand down the elegant cylinder of light. It glowed brighter, as if the sun itself purred. Smiling, I curled my hand around it. The ray shrank abruptly, forming a beam of light about the length of a broadsword.

Dain appeared at my shoulder. “You’ve tamed the sun.”

I hefted the sunblade, testing its weight. “I wonder what else I can do?” And just how had I managed to move all three of us from Solbarren to Lum Laras? Where had all this power come from?

“Bel,” Nikolas said, stepping to my other side. Anger clouded his features as he pointed past the gap in the curtain. “Look.”

I brushed the rays aside, revealing Corvus and Viraxes huddled at the edge of the Grove. Corvus’s normally smooth hair was a brown tangle around his shoulders. My father’s crown sat askew on his head. The arrogance had drained from him, leaving only fear. Viraxes stared with flat, unreadable eyes.

For a breath, I drank in the sight. They looked small now. Stripped of their stolen power, they were diminished. My heart should have soared with triumph.

But something tugged at me, its pull deep and ancient. Impossible to ignore.

I stepped past the veil of light.

And there it was.

Suspended in the air above the center of the Grove, the sunstone shimmered in a shaft of golden light. It didn’t hide in some long-lost vault or dusty treasure trove. It had been waiting here all along, radiant and patient. Like it had known I would come.

I hadn’t found the sunstone. It found me.

And then it led me home.