Her core grew hotter, tightening like a cord. The men started to move faster. She sensed their control slipping as they didn’t just slide back into her, they pounded into her.
To her shock, she began to move against them, rocking in tune to their thrusts. The men groaned in pleasure, and she rode them harder, loving the sounds of their arousal. Loving the feeling of being filled by them.
When she felt a spark burst into light within her, she reached for it, moving faster and faster. Her orgasm struck her like something wild and dangerous, she tossed her head back screaming, grasping her breasts and pinching her nipples as they held her, claiming every inch of her.
The world swam away. Time ceased to exist. Everything inside her was alight with something she’d never imagined before.
And then, the two demons exploded into her, their groans of pleasure hoarse. Their bodies shuddering around her.
When their thrusting finally slowed, she collapsed between them. They kissed her neck, slowly, almost drunkenly. And their grip around her tightened.
“That was… incredible,” she whispered lamely.
She felt Daniel smile against her neck. “That was nothing. We’ve only just begun.”
Her head swam as Mark pulled out of her, but Daniel stayed buried inside of her, grasping her thighs to keep her from falling. He carried her across the room and laid her directly onto Tristan.
Her eyes widened as he spread her legs, and his cock eased into her wet channel.
“Already?” she whispered in disbelief.
As if in answer, he began to thrust inside of her. Daniel grunted, and his cock swelled in her ass. And again, two powerful demons were riding her.
For one minute it was too much, she’d just orgasmed. Her nerves were still screaming in pleasure! And then, to her shock, a moan slipped from her lips. She felt it again. The tingles running through her body. The goose bumps erupted on her flesh.
“Fuck me,” she groaned.
Tristan nipped her ear. “With pleasure, my angel.”
When her orgasm hit again, she sobbed. It felt too damned good. Like something she’d always wanted. Like everything inside of her had wanted nothing but these demons all her life.
Her head felt light. Her muscles tensed, and the demons exploded inside of her once more.
They rode her like wild men for several long seconds before Daniel collapsed on top of her from behind.
They lay like that breathing for a long time before Mark joined them on the bed, lying on his side. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was already asleep.
Daniel pulled out of her from behind and lay on her other side. He mumbled something she was sure she didn’t want to hear, then fell asleep too.
When Daniel gently stroked her ass, her eyes began to close.
“Next time, I’m going to slap this delicious ass.”
A smile touched her lips. I hope so.
21
Mark slipped out of the bed they shared and looked back at Daniel, Tristan, and Surcy. His heart raced. This is it. The God Finder hung heavy around his neck, pulsing with power. It had a vision for him. And the power it swelled with this time was overwhelming. He’d have to funnel a lot of his life-force into it to unlock the image and hold onto it.
Perhaps more than I have left.
Like a parasite it took from him. It didn’t take just his druid magic or just his demon strength. It took everything within him, everything that made his body work.
I’m not going to survive much longer.
The thought made his throat close. His fate was sealed. He knew that from the moment he began his search for the Immortals, but it was always his destiny.
Surcy, Daniel, and Tristan were my reward. My great loves.
The Fate’s words echoed through his mind, even after all this time. There had been times when he was a boy, alone and afraid in the world that he’d felt the Fate had made a mistake. That she’d chosen the wrong person.
And when he died, he’d thought that was the end, that he had failed the realms.
But now, he knew. Everything had happened just the way it was supposed to.
Soon he would die again, but he’d have fulfilled his destiny this time.
Looking at Surcy, Daniel, and Tristan again, he memorized their faces and then, slipped from the room and walked on bare feet into the living room. An instinct that crawled along his spine made him grab a pad of paper and pen off the countertop. Gathering a blanket around his naked body, he tucked it around his waist and lay down on the soft rug before the quiet fireplace, the paper and pen beside him.
His entire body trembled, but he refused to acknowledge how frightened he was. How much he worried that tonight would be his last night on earth. Because no matter what the vision takes from me, I shouldn’t die right away. I still have too much left to do.
The thought comforted him enough to calm his racing heart. To make him reach up. Closing his eyes, he placed one hand around The God Finder.
What do you have to show me now?
Immediately, he felt the power of the newest vision in a way he never had before. It drained the life-force from him like a dying vampire, drinking and drinking until his eyes rolled back in his head.
The images came faster than ever before, and for once, began to pull into a vision more quickly than he ever imagined. Angels surrounded three people. No, not people, the Immortals. The angels flashed their swords, and the people fell to their knees.
“Caine has given up trying to take your powers,” Frink said, his voice harsh.
“Powers?” a woman said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Frink’s gaze narrowed. With a flick of his wrist, her head fell from
