If I wasn’t so terrified of interrupting Nox and losing this moment, I’d demand they both fuck me together, fill me up with their cocks at the same time until I was ready to burst. Fuck, I want to feel them both moving inside of me and drawing me closer and closer to oblivion until I’m nothing but a writhing mess between their bodies.
I want more.
I feel Nox shift, the moment that his bond takes over, and he bends over my back until he can get a hand around my throat and pull me back up against his chest, away from my Bonded, in a clear act of possession. I catch the look of concern on Gryphon’s face as my eyes slip shut, my pussy clenching around Nox’s cock as his hips still drive into me at a brutal pace.
His lips touch mine.
I sometimes forget that he was the first of my Bonds that I ever tasted. He was the very first of them all to kiss me, by force, but my bond had pushed towards him as desperately that day as it pushes against my skin now. I want the bond… I want him as well. Nox and his bond, I want them both, and it kills me to think that way. What has he done to deserve that sort of longing from me?
More than I’d like to admit.
More than most of my Bonded would admit as well, since everyone but maybe North is completely over his attitude, but the more that he says to me, the more that I feel like I can see behind the curtain.
The fingers around my throat flex again, drawing me back into the moment and away from all of my thoughts of my dark and broken Bond. I kiss him back with the same fire that he kisses me with, my tongue stroking over his as I claim him as one of my Bonded, the man and the god that lives inside him. Even if it’s paving my path to hell, then I guess I’m on my way down there with a smile and a fucking amazing orgasm.
One of his hands slips down to my throbbing clit, circling it with the sort of practiced ease that comes from lifetimes of us worshiping each other, our bonds two halves of the same whole. He’s come back to me after a lifetime away, and I whimper desperately.
He pulls back just far enough that I can see his void eyes again, his face still that blank slate that says Nox isn’t in control right now at all, and then he breathes against my lips, “Mine.”
I come again, gushing down my thighs and his until the sounds our bodies make as we move together becomes obscene. He tumbles over the edge after me, coming with a roar that doesn’t sound human at all, that same otherworldly voice that his brother’s bond has.
I’m a gasping mess as my bond curls itself around his, binding us together, and everything feels right.
Perfection.
A void I didn’t know existed inside of me knits itself back together until I’m whole. For the first time in my existence I can breathe properly, my lungs at full capacity after a lifetime of just scraping by.
I’m vaguely aware of Gryphon pulling me back down into his arms, cradling me against his chest as he soothes away the trembling that overtakes me with his big, calloused hands. Every inch of my body is hypersensitive, my thighs clenching together as my pussy throbs with the aftershocks of the Bonding.
I could die happy now.
I could walk into any Resistance camp and destroy them all; a weapon that’s been forged in fire and come out deadlier than ever.
I feel it the moment Nox takes control of his body again, his eyes shifting back to the same deep blue hue as North’s, and I want to whimper as he sits up, flinging his legs off the side of the bed as he gets up. I start to rationalize that of course that’s what’s going to happen, and I’m absolutely fine right now, but Gryphon has other plans.
“Lie down. You’re not going anywhere until her nesting is done. If you can’t hack it, then let your bond out again.”
Nox opens his mouth, but Gryphon cuts him off without letting him utter a word. “It’s not up for discussion. If you step away from this bed, I will drag you back.”
I barely breathe, so sure that I’m about to watch the two of them fight to the death right here in front of me, and I’m suddenly glad that my other Bonded are close by.
I’ll need the backup.
It takes a full minute, but Nox’s eyes shift back to black, then he climbs back onto the bed, facing me without touching me at all. He stares at me, his face blank and his eyes unblinking as his bond takes up watch.
It’s a start.
Not a great one, but it’s something.
Chapter Eighteen
Atlas
I feel it the moment our Bonded Group is complete.
I'm sure everyone does.
It's as though a piece I didn't know was missing slides into place in my chest. Suddenly I can breathe at full capacity, having no idea that for so long it had only been at eighty percent. I should feel relieved, grateful, ecstatic, every good emotion you can possibly think of, that we’re now protected by having a closed circuit between the six of us, but there’s a part of me that desperately wants to stalk through this house, break down Oli’s bedroom door, and kill Nox for touching my Bonded.