Psycho Gods (Cruel Shifterverse #6)

He choked us again.

As I asphyxiated, Luka and Orion stroked themselves faster as they stared at me.

Scorpius released us and fell to his knees behind a gasping John. He lay down behind him, and Orion similarly positioned himself behind Corvus.

Corvus grunted roughly as Orion entered him, and John moaned as Scorpius wrapped both his pale fingers around his thick throat and did the same.

Luka stroked himself faster and kept staring at me.

After what felt like an eternity of Corvus torturing my nipples while he and John held themselves still, they started to move.

The pleasure was unimaginable.

I cried out as Corvus’s impossibly wide cock split me in two with each thrust, my clit pulsing in rhythm.

John’s hips jerked roughly as Scorpius slammed himself against him.

We both yelled out.

I sobbed as fireworks exploded and my orgasm tore through me, my limbs tingling as every cell in my body danced.

The men held themselves still, bellowing as they joined me.

When we all came back down, everyone panted and lay still for a few minutes. Then the thrusting started again, and we reached new heights.

At some point, we all pulled away from one another with exhaustion.

As I gasped for air, Luka stepped over my naked body, then knelt above my chest. “Good girl,” he whispered as he fed me his throbbing, pierced cock. He’d admitted a few days earlier that he had an oral fixation with my mouth.

He pulled out and came across my lips.

Orion licked his cum off.

Someone opened up the food basket and passed around chocolate.

We lay in a pile of sweaty limbs and watched the night sky. A shooting star streaked bright, and John yelled, “Make a wish.”

Scorpius said his wish was for John and me to suck him off at the same time, and John grumbled that if you said your wish aloud, it wouldn’t come true.

Apparently that was false.

A few minutes later, we knelt in front of Scorpius and pleasured him as he pulled our hair roughly.

Then Orion pulled away and entered me in one swift thrust. He stood up and held me by my ass with impressive strength as I bounced on his dick.

Luka fell to his knees behind him and prepped him, then he stood up behind Orion and took him while the quiet king took me.

We lay down after and rested.

I woke up to Luka thrusting inside me while Corvus strained my lips and took my mouth. After that, more wine was passed around.

Everything was hazy.

The music made it feel like nothing was real.

I spasmed as John ate me out while the first light of dawn crested over the hills. My fingers tangled in his messy hair, and I admired how his ass was reddened from Scorpius’s rough treatment.

He pulled away and grinned up at me, dimples flashing.

I stared back, and a pang of gratitude snowballed into something bigger inside me. Thank the sun god he was my first.

I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

John stood up, my juices glistening on his face, as he turned and sprinted buck naked down the hillside. “Last one to the river loses,” he shouted back at me.

He was ridiculous, but I wasn’t a loser, so I stood up and sprinted after him.

Laughing, I shouted, “You’re going to traumatize the ponies, cover yourself!”

“Fuck the ponies,” John yelled dramatically, then jumped off the rickety wooden dock and cannonballed into the lily-pad-covered lake.

I followed closely behind and threw a flip as I entered the refreshing water.

“Now you’re just showing off,” he said as he splashed me.

“No.” I raised my eyebrows, and the lake froze around him. “Now I’m showing off.”

“Luka, help!” He yelled dramatically, “Scorpius, save me!”

We both burst into laughter at the idea of the sadistic king saving him.

I unfroze the lake, and we spent the next hour pretending to drown to see if any of the men would save us.

Corvus stomped over eventually and dove in to save us, but at that point, we’d already pretended to die at least thirty times, so we weren’t impressed. Overprotective mates my butt.

“They’re useless,” I said to John as we lounged naked, eating jam and crackers under my favorite tree.

He nodded in agreement and licked his fingers. “Completely useless.”

I threw my arm over my eyes and lay back.

“Useless,” I whispered with a smile on my lips as I fell asleep.

I napped all day, and my dreams were full of sunshine and wine, pleasure and baritone whispers, laughter and family.

Another piece of me healed.





Chapter 69





Aran





THE WEDDING





Zephyr (noun): a gentle breeze.



“Stop it, you’re not supposed to see me this morning,” I hissed at Scorpius as he slipped inside the shower. Pale muscles rippling, with one fluid movement that revealed his training as an assassin, he pinned me against the wall.

“Good thing I’m blind.”

He spun me around so my front was pressed against the marble shower wall. Soapy hands trailed across me with deceptive gentleness, then there was a loud crack as he slapped my ass.

I jolted at the blow and tried to stifle my moan.

“You’re going to walk down the aisle,” he whispered into my ear, “with red cheeks.”

I squinted with confusion.

His hand cracked down harder, and I jolted. The sharp sting turned into a dull heat that melted away.

I blushed as I realized what cheeks he meant.

“Perfect,” he whispered. “You deserve a prize for being so sweet for me.” Fingers explored my slickness as he mercilessly made good on his promise with his other hand.

When I was a quivering mess, he pushed himself deep inside me.

I convulsed around him, and it sent him into a frenzy.

His pace was brutal ecstasy.

He didn’t give me time to catch my breath.

Then suddenly he pulled out and barked, “Get on your knees.”

Head floaty from multiple orgasms, I did what he said without question. Knees slammed against tile as I obeyed.

He rewarded me sweetly.

An hour later, we both stumbled out of the steamy bathroom into the bedroom. Well, I stumbled; Scorpius sauntered with male smugness.

“I can’t wait to feast during the dinner reception,” he whispered in my ear as he cupped me through my towel.

I choked.

Yet again his expression turned sinful, and he backed me toward the bed.

“Scorpius, you better not be fucking in there, you know the rules!” Corvus bellowed as he banged against the door.

“Come on, man!” John shouted from outside. “It’s not fair, we all aren’t allowed to see her.”

Scorpius nodded and looked grave as he picked me up and took me on the bed.

“Be very quiet,” he whispered in my ear. “You don’t want to break the rules.”

Then he put one hand over my mouth and another around my throat as he proceeded to set a brutal pace. Stars exploded in my vision as I convulsed underneath him, but he refused to relent.

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