“It's no one's fault,” I whispered brokenly.
“I need to get the fuck out of this room,” Tommy, the blond, interrupted as he ran for the door.
The other men hurried after him.
Leo paused at the door, “I'm sorry, Tima.”
“My fault,” I called after them. “Don't blame yourselves.”
“Pheromones?” Viper gaped at me.
“I can't,” I panted. “Fuck, Viper!” I yanked my top off. “I need you now!”
Viper's eyes went wide but then arousal replaced all of his confusion and he broke into a sprint. Within seconds, his hands were sliding over my slick skin and his mouth was settling over mine. I shoved my leggings down with his help and then fumbled with his shirt. As we kissed wildly, Viper's T-shirt got tossed to the floor and his jeans soon followed. The moment he was naked, I dropped to my knees before him, mindless with lust again. My passion had been punched up into the savage zone and then rapidly turned down to a simmer. It took barely anything to set me to boiling once more; all of those images returning to taunt me.
I had to have him in my mouth. I was about to start drooling. I pushed my lips over his blushing tip and slid them down his length with a moan. He tasted like heaven.
Viper groaned, his hand going to my head. “I don't know exactly what happened, but I'm starting to appreciate it.”
I massaged his sacks, and he inhaled sharply, his hips jutting forward. I was growling inside my throat, sucking greedily at him while sliding my lips over him. My mouth tingled with the taste and touch of him; the velvet skin—hot and hard, the rolling flesh pushed back to reveal that hidden plum, and that little slit at the top, perfect for tickling with the tip of my tongue.
“Vervain!” Viper growled and pulled out of my mouth with a popping sound. He panted as he stared at me. “Is this desire really for me or am I satisfying lust that they inspired?” He waved his hand back toward the door.
I could hardly make sense of his words, I just stared up at him blankly. Why wouldn't he let me touch him? I shifted my gaze down that beautiful, perfect chest to his tight abs and then the piece of him I needed desperately; his cock, wet from my kisses. I didn't know what to do. Instinct took over, and I turned around to bend over the bike, my forearms on the seat and my ass lifted in the air.
Viper groaned. “Damn it all; I don't even fucking care!”
His hands went to my ass, rubbing over my cheeks as he spread my legs with his. Viper grabbed my right knee and lifted my leg to prop my foot on the handle that hung horizontally to the bike seat. It put me in an awkward position but it also exposed me to him. The cool air on my core rocketed my arousal even higher. I looked back at Viper and saw him staring at my sex as if he couldn't decide whether he should lick or thrust.
Viper made his decision, moving his shaft into place to prod my entrance. He slid inside me with one shove, both of us crying out from the pleasure. Then he started a wild thrusting, my wet passage and his equally-slicked cock making it easy for him to pick up speed. His hands went to my waist, pulling me onto himself. Animal grunts came from both of us, filling the air with primal lyrics to go with the music of slapping of flesh and the scent of sex. Heat prickled my skin, desire racing over me like fluttering wings. I pushed back onto his body desperately.
“Vervain,” Viper moaned, “I'm close.”
“Me too. Just a little more.”
Viper reached between my legs and started rubbing the apex of my sex frantically, his flesh pumping and throbbing inside me. My whole body clenched with the cresting then released as I went crashing over that precipice. I screamed with my climax, and Viper shouted my name as he emptied himself into me. I was so sensitized that I could feel his release shooting hot and liquid inside me. It sent me into another roll of ecstasy, my body jerking wildly. Viper clung to me and kept us pressed together until the aftershocks pulsed down to nothing, and we were left panting in pleasant exhaustion.
My star god eased out of me and went to his knees. His hands slid over my ass, and I felt him nuzzle the curve of my hip before he moved away. I looked over my shoulder and saw him sprawled on one of the mats. I pushed away from the bike and stumbled down beside him. Viper instantly pulled me against his side and my head settled on his muscular chest. I wrapped my leg around one of his, and we sighed deeply together.
“Now,” Viper said, “tell me what just happened.”
“I had no idea that sweating would increase my appeal to my lions,” I tried to explain. “And when I scented their arousal, it spiked mine. We were caught in the magic. I'm so glad you walked in when you did or I would have...”
“What?” He angled his head to look at me. “You really would have fucked them?”
“I think I would have,” I confessed. “I'm sorry, honey. It had nothing to do with love. It was instinctual and magical. The lion magic is the reason I have to take multiple lovers; it's not something I can conquer. Not easily at least.”
Viper let out a long breath. “All right; I understand. But you're never getting sweaty around your lions again.”
“Agreed, with the exception of Kirill.” I bit my lip before I went on. “I'm sorry I used you to satisfy my lust.”
Viper chuckled. “The thought bothered me at first but, honestly, that was amazing. I have nothing to complain about.”
“Oh?” I lifted onto
