Page 90 of Bound By Fate

Lucien replaced the shadow with his own cock, slicked and pressing into my ass alongside Rhett's brutal pace. "So full for us," he hissed, inching in slow at first, then snapping hips forward to fill me completely. "Clench that tight ass—fuck, you're strangling me."

They moved in sync—Rhett and Lucien double-stuffing me, cocks dragging against each other through the thin wall, Kai throat-fucking me with filthy praise. The bond roared, gold-storm-violet-green swirling in a supernova, amplifying every filthy slide, every wet slap, every muffled moan.

"Come on our cocks," Rhett snarled, thumbing my clit roughly. "Squirt for your mates—drench us!"

I shattered. It wasn't a crash. It was a float. A suspension in pure light—my pussy and ass convulsing, gushing around them as I screamed around Kai's cock, waves ripping through me, magic exploding harmlessly in sparks that lit the room like fireflies.

They followed, roaring—Rhett flooding my pussy with hot spurts, Lucien painting my ass, Kai pulling out to stripe my tits and face with thick ropes. We collapsed, sticky and sated, their cum leaking from me as they licked me clean, nuzzling marks into my skin.

We lay there afterward, listening to the ocean. Rhett was sprawled on his back, taking up 60% of the bed. Kai was curled into my side. Lucien was tracing lazy patterns on my arm.

"We have all summer," I whispered, closing my eyes.

"And the rest of our lives," Rhett murmured sleepily.

"Yeah," I agreed. "We do."

The fire in the hearth downstairs had died out, but the warmth remained.

Outside, the darkness was vast. But in here?

We were the light.