Elyssia had begun to worry her water would form into ice with her emotions being in such turmoil, but with as much heat as Tia was throwing off, that worry did not last long. She laughed as the sensual liquid that was her element flowed throughout her veins, growing into so much power she simply had to take a moment to relish it. Then she too gathered it all together into one huge sphere of water and undiluted power, throwing it towards her other big sister, collapsing as she let it all go. Just as she began to think, Damn, who the fuck is going to catch me? Darvyn was there to break her fall, sweeping her into his arms. The brother she’d never had, the lover she’d always wanted, and, judging by the bulge that was nudging against her backside, maybe her feelings were reciprocated. After all, he was her sisters’ brother, not hers.
While Tia and Elyssia had been gathering their powerful elements, Anya used her own to separate the rubble into distinguishing piles. As Tia's lava came to her, she mixed it with her own, spreading it amongst each pile as Anya’s air reformed each gargoyle one by one. Once they were all fully formed, she used Elyssia's water to seal the deal. As her own power began to wane, she took the last of her strength to send all the gargoyles back to their designated perches, so they could complete their healing process. Knowing without a shadow of a doubt her wife would be right there to catch her as she herself reformed, Anya promptly blacked out.
4
Introductions
There was absolutely nothing like waking up while being held captive and being caressed by one of the various men I had not only just bonded with, but also made love to. Kind of hard to remain worried about the predicament we were in when there was an incubus running his hand along my inner thigh until he reached my already moistened folds. Then slipping not one or even two, but three fingers inside me, making me come hard and fast.
“Mmm…perhaps introductions may be in order after what transpired last night.” He spoke in a sweet, dark, masculine, and seductive tone, with a voice that would make any human woman come from the sound of it alone. As he spoke, he continued thrusting his fingers into me, in and out, while caressing my clit with his thumb at the same time. “The quicker we can dispense with the formalities, the quicker we can begin to surmise where the Hel we are, how we got here”—he thrust even harder—“who the fuck has us held captive”—and ever so much deeper—“and last but most certainly not least, why they want us.” He thrust one final time, so hard, fast and deep I squirted to the point one would think I peed the damn bed. I might not have much experience in the sex department, but I'm pretty sure that isn't something that happens all too often.
Just as I was getting ready to give him my name and find out his, there was an extremely loud snarl right before Mr. Incubus was knocked clear across to the opposite side of the room. Something I felt even more than I saw, since his fingers were still buried knuckle-deep inside my pussy at the time. A unique sensation to say the least.
Before I had a chance to move or even attempt to stop the demon and the wolf from tearing into each other, the vampire at my side grabbed me, putting my back to his very much still naked front. As he fondled my breast, he whispered, well, it was more like a hiss actually, “Let them get it out of their systems now. I heard what the demon told you, and he is quite right on most points. But introductions, while pleasant, I'm thinking we're already well beyond that point. And if he would stop thinking with his sex drive, which is admittedly rather hard for his species as a whole, he would realize we don't even need any.”
“Kind of ironic you’re speaking of him thinking with only his sex drive, while you’re the one with my breast in your hand right—” I let out a gasp as he told me to shut the Hel up by tweaking my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Aw, now, lover, you should know it is not a very clever thing to interrupt a vampire. Especially one on edge due to being trapped in more than one situation he hasn't much control over.”
He rolled us over, keeping his front to my back, only now placing me beneath him, with his thick, hard shaft in perfect position. “Now, as I was saying. The demon needs to listen with more than his dick.” At that point he did enter me, eliciting a moan from my lips and making me realize how badly I wanted him to do just that. “But also with his mind and soul. Then he would find we all already know everything about one another. Jelissa.”
He emphasized my name by thrusting so deeply his balls smacked my ass with each hard, ferocious pound. “We did much more than just have sex last night; we bonded. Stop thinking so hard and just feel. Open yourself up to each of us and truly see us.”
He continued pounding into me even harder, a mix between pleasure and pain so intense all I could do was exactly as he said, feel. But when I closed my eyes, I could also see, not visually but mentally, and psychically. What I saw was him, the vampire, my vampire mate, his life up until now.
Though most of his memories were in Hungarian, it didn't matter, I understood every word. While we came
