Psycho Gods (Cruel Shifterverse #6)

My knees knocked together, and my head spun with pleasure.

Orion moved closer.

So did Malum.

The three kings crowded me against the ice covered mirror.

I shivered.

Scorpius plucked at my nipples as Orion claimed my mouth in a fierce kiss.

I drowned in whiskey, tobacco, chocolate-covered raspberries, bergamot, and musk.

They were intoxicating.

“Don’t be cold,” Malum whispered as he dragged flaming hands gently over my body. “I got you.”

The three men devoured me.

It was overwhelming.

Overstimulating.

Pain and pleasure rose to impossible heights.

Scorpius muttered, “I just need a taste,” then he leaned forward and took my nipple into his mouth. As he scraped his teeth against my sensitive flesh, I whimpered into Orion’s openmouthed kisses.

Malum tangled his fingers in my curls and yanked my head back, so my spine was arched.

Orion didn’t break the kiss; his lips were soft, and his tongue was merciless.

As the men worshipped me, I reached out blindly.

My hands grabbed Malum’s hardness, and I stroked him through his sweatpants. I could barely get my hand around him. His heat burned through the fabric, and I squeezed.

Scorpius laved at my chest.

Malum whispered against the shell of my ear, “Good fucking girl.” He nipped at my sensitive flesh and ordered, “Stroke me harder.”

My vision warped with pleasure, and everything became heady.

An unfamiliar warmth spread through my chest.

My skin tingled.

There were noises nearby as people entered the changing room, and Malum whispered in my ear, “You better be quiet, or you’ll get us in trouble.”

“Do you need help in there?” a female attendant called outside my curtain.

Malum whispered, “You better answer her.”

Orion stopped kissing me, and his hands dragged up my thigh and pushed my panties to the side.

Orion stroked across my clit as Scorpius sucked on my nipple.

“Answer,” Malum ordered.

“N-N-No,” I stuttered breathlessly. “I’m good.”

“Okay, let me know if you need help,” the woman called as she walked away. Scorpius sucked harder, and Orion put his hand over my mouth.

I moaned against his fingers.

Scorpius pulled away and moved to the side so his mates could have access to my body.

Malum’s hardness jerked against my hand, and then he pulled away to tug down his sweatpants. Orion’s pupils were blown wide as he kept one hand over my mouth and took Malum’s impressive girth in his other. He guided it toward me.

Malum cupped my pussy and spread me wide. “Fuck, you’re dripping.” His voice was an octave deeper.

Orion dragged the head of Malum’s obscene cock teasingly through my heat.

Slowly.

I forgot how to breathe.

Sun god, I wanted him inside me.

As my pleasure reached new heights, the pain streaking down my spine became unbearable.

The agony brought clarity. I remembered that being intimate with the kings would complete the soul bond. We’d be mated for life.

Not like this.

My knees gave out, and I shoved at the men. “Please stop,” I begged as I grimaced and pushed them away.

The kings immediately staggered back.

“Are you okay?” Orion whispered with concern. Malum’s silver eyes were wide and frantic as he tucked himself away. Scorpius scrunched his face with worry.

“I’m fine.” I smoothed down my skirt and struggled to catch my breath. “I don’t want to bond, not like this…in a dressing room.”

Malum blushed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “That wasn’t what we were doing.”

I arched my brow at him and tried to look classy as I stuffed my boobs back into my bra. “Then what were you doing?”

I tried not to glance below his belt.

“We just wanted a moment alone with you,” Orion whispered. “It’s rare that all three of us are together with free time.”

“Some moment,” I whispered as I tried to get control of myself.

I was flustered.

“Things escalated unexpectedly,” Scorpius conceded as he reached into Orion’s pants and adjusted his dick for him.

The quiet king jerked his hips and groaned roughly.

Scorpius licked his lips and pumped him before he pulled away and licked precum off his fingers.

“Fuck, don’t do that,” Malum groaned as he fisted himself. “You three are going to be the death of me.”

I bit down on my inner cheek and tore my gaze away from the disheveled kings. They were incredibly tempting, but the pain pulsing down my spine was like a bucket of cold water.

“We can revisit this conversation later.” I pushed against the men.

It was like shoving a brick wall.

“Get out,” I hissed. “I don’t want to get in trouble.”

My stomach clenched at the memory of what we’d almost done, and I felt faint from arousal.

Malum looked unimpressed. “If anyone gives you trouble, we’ll kill them. Don’t worry about that.”

“Get out!” I shoved him with all my might.

“We’re going, relax,” he said as he straightened his clothes and raked a hand over his shaved head.

When I was alone, I collapsed against the wall and closed my eyes as I rode out the pain still shooting down my spine.

I stretched and jogged in place.

Finally, I worked up the courage to leave.

I found the men a few minutes later browsing through the department store.

My face flushed when I saw them.

I couldn’t believe what we’d almost just done.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” Orion mouthed, lashes fluttering with concern. “Do you need us to get you water?”

A soft melody played throughout the store.

“I’m good,” I said with a confidence I didn’t feel as I smiled at him reassuringly.

He gave me a soft smile back.

Silver eyes narrowed with exasperation, and Malum ruined the nice moment. “You are clearly not well. You had some sort of panic attack five seconds ago. You seemed to be in pain.” His voice was rougher than usual and tinged with concern. “What happened?”

I scowled up at him. “Nothing, I just realized I didn’t want to mate in a public dressing room.”

It wasn’t a lie, after all.

“That’s not the full truth.” Scorpius’s concerned expression turned hostile, and he took a step closer. The harsh planes of his face scrunched up. “Her breathing was suddenly choppy, like she was in agony—something happened back there. Are you injured?”

Scorpius and Malum immediately patted me down like they were searching for hidden wounds.

“I’m fine,” I said with feigned calmness as I extracted myself from the men. “You have nothing to worry about.”

My smile was so fake it hurt.

The kings didn’t look convinced.

I gave them a thumbs-up.

Malum frowned harder.

“Done acting like a little bitch?” Cobra asked as he walked past with his arms full of leather jackets. Jax shook his head in exasperation as he followed behind his shifter mates.

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