“And that's what Slate will be; gravely injured, not dead,” Darc said. “You can heal a wounded heart, my fire. In so many ways. I have every confidence in you.”
“I wish I felt the same,” I muttered.
“You won't be alone.” Banning leaned in to rub his cheek against mine. “You'll have us empowering you.”
Gage started to add something but I couldn't hear it. Not over the sound of my own screams.
Chapter Forty-Four
I heard my name being shouted over and over but pain dulled every other sensation. My vision went wonky and so did my hearing. Muscles clenching, I fell backward and went into spasms. Strong hands caught me before I hit the floor. More shouting. I was being carried.
I'm with you, my love, Kyanite's voice was the only one I could make out. RS is trying her trick again and Darc knows what to do. Hold on.
I was laid upon something soft and my clothing gently removed but that tenderness was wasted on me. They could have thrown me around and it wouldn't have mattered. Fire burned me from inside out, searing me with such fury that I was shocked to be conscious. I wished I weren't. I began to reach for the darkness of oblivion.
No! Kyanite shouted. You have to stay with us, Elaria! You have to let them help you. Please!
I couldn't form a response; my brain was boiling. My immortality wouldn't hold up to this. Goddess healing couldn't work fast enough, not against my own magic. It felt as if my very cells were separating. I was becoming one of those magic bombs. I had a sudden image of my body exploding and killing my lovers in the process. I tried to push them away but I was too weak and they were too determined.
Then I felt their hands. Stroking. Gliding. Rubbing. Massaging. Kneading. Their mouths opened on my body; tongues licking at me and mouths sucking. They teased me with fingers and lips and cocks. There was so much pleasure that it nearly pierced the pain. The fire started to lose its force but it kept burning; a red-hot brand in my gut. I cried out in agony even as I was consumed by ecstasy.
Someone entered me but it was only their fingers. A mouth moved on my sex above that gentle thrusting, making me lift toward it, demanding more. The fire focused on that pleasure and consumed it instead of me. The heat shifted, turned into something else. Something just as hot but not burning. I gasped; relief so intense that it arched my back like a climax. My hands went to the man between my thighs and pulled him closer. Thick, wet tongue licking ferociously. Broad shoulders bunching with muscles. I pulled at them, urging him to get up and enter me.
I opened my eyes and saw Gage; his hazel eyes shifting into an aroused gold while sweat turned his tawny skin into matching metallic. Even his leonine hair shone, making him appear to be a golden statue come to life. I grabbed handfuls of that thick, wild hair and yanked Gage's face down to mine. As our tongues twisted and tangled, he slid into me and started a savage pace. I lifted my hips to meet his. The slap of flesh became tribal music and its rhythm reached the RS. I could feel her drinking our lust; shooting it like shots of Tequila. She gasped with every swallow but she needed...
“More!” I demanded and turned my head toward Declan.
Declan obliged me, bringing his velvety cock right to my lips. I licked its rosy tip even as another man moved beneath me. I didn't care who it was; I just needed him inside me as much as I needed Gage and Declan. I sucked Declan in and groaned as a starving woman might when presented with a juicy steak. The feel of him moving over my tongue and stretching my mouth sent my eyes rolling back in my head but his dark taste forced them open again. I had to see his tight belly clenching as he drove himself past my lips. Had to look up to see his alexandrite eyes shifting from sapphire to amethyst.
A shaft eased into that other place, and I moved down on it, drawing it deeper. I became achingly aware of the body beneath me. It was Darcraxis; I knew that stretch of chiseled chest and the confident way those hands touched me. I knew the feel of his lips on my throat and the cords of his thighs. I even knew the length of that wondrous cock, driving deeper and deeper. A chorus of male moans added to mine and we became one writhing creature; grasping and pushing ourselves together desperately.
My free hand was lifted and wrapped around one last piece of rigid manhood. His larger hand held mine firm as Banning pumped into my grip. I couldn't turn to look at him, not with Declan holding my face for his thrusting, but I could see Bann in my mind. His muscles—built from his years as a human soldier—tightening beneath his skin, his lips parted to reveal the tips of his fangs, his Blooder blond hair—even more golden than Gage's—shining, the tattoos on his arms seeming to writhe, and those stunning green eyes beginning to glow as he stared at me in stark arousal. The mere image of him in my mind was enough to break the wave of my pleasure. It all came crashing down.
I screamed again but this time it was in rapture, the sound muted by Declan's pulsing, pumping shaft. My body undulated wantonly between my lovers, seeking more even as I was satisfied. I clutched and sucked and worked them inside me. Pleasure burst like champagne bubbles everywhere and my body tensed with the power of my release. That power sank straight into the RS; feeding her until she
