Unbroken Bonds (The Bonds That Tie #6)(17)

Desperate and gluttonous.

His lips devour me, his hands wrapping around my hips as he pulls me closer, closer, never close enough to sate his hunger. He drives me over the edge with that single-minded determination he shares with his vessel, with my Gryphon, and my chest aches at his absence.

I want the god-bond, but I need my Bonded.

As soon as I’ve thought that, the god-bond changes his tactics, shifting from the ravenous edging to pushing me over the edge again and again until I can’t think straight. Every little thought I have is used against me in the most torturous ways. The god-bond sees every part of my pleasure and manipulates it, pushes it, stretches it out until I’m sobbing out my orgasms, my head thrashing against my pillows until I’m a complete wreck.

Only once I’ve completely lost all control of my legs does he come up for air, moving me around as though I weigh nothing until he’s holding me in his lap, his hands tight on my hips as he slowly impales me on his cock. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight as he fucks me, his void eyes unblinking as he watches the perfect agony on my face. When I finally can use my legs again, shifting so I can ride his dick properly instead of being moved at his whim, he lies back to properly enjoy the view.

His eyes stay glued to where we’re joined, the wet sounds of my pussy bouncing around the room obscenely as I soak his thighs with my cum.

I still want more.

If anything, fucking the god-bond has only given me more energy. Somehow, he’s tapped into a reserve I didn’t know I had, and with a smile down at him, my hips still sliding up and down his cock, I look over to where Nox is watching us.

His eyes have shifted to black.

He’s still in control. I can see it clearly, but his bond is there at the surface as well. Nox always did work well with the extra being inside of him, and even now, he’s willing to play nicely.

I want them all.

The god-bond moves me onto his chest, pulling me down into a mirror image of how I was when Nox and I Bonded, and I hear the rustling of clothes behind me.

A triumphant grin breaks over my cheeks.

Two fingers slicked up with lube press against my ass, hesitating for just a moment before they plunge into me, curling gently as he opens me up. I wiggle back against the feeling of them both in me at the same time, at Gryphon’s cock splitting me wide open as Nox’s fingers prep my ass for him as well.

I could have them together.

The very idea of it has my pussy clenching, my thighs shaking as I try not to collapse onto the god-bond completely. I haven’t tried that yet, not since Nox and his bond had shared me in a night full of shadows and whispers and possessive demands.

His free hand runs up my side, moving me and shifting me in little ways until he can line up and push into me, slowly at first as a low moan bursts out of my lips, moving gently until he’s sure I can take it, before he sets a brutal pace. Though he’s never said it, I think watching the other Bonded fuck me is a big turn on for Nox, and he doesn’t need much else to get him on edge.

The Soothsayer’s hands tighten on my hips, holding me still as he fucks me, his cock dragging in and out of my pussy in tandem with Nox’s cock in my ass so that there’s always someone buried in me. I feel so full I could scream, so full I might tear open at the seams, but my bond writhes in my chest. It gloats and pushes at my skin as though it wants to come out and swallow them both whole. When the Soothsayer's hips begin to falter, its jaw clenching where it’s watching from underneath us as it reaches its own climax, my bond pushes out and into it, sealing them together in its own demand for attention.

It wants a million impossible things but, fuck, I think the god-bonds might just give it everything it wants and more. Anything. Everything, the ultimate act of true devotion.

Nox’s fingers wrap around my wrist firmly, pulling my arm back and holding me against his chest tightly. I feel so full that I can’t speak, can’t think, can’t breathe, and he murmurs into my ear, “Do you want all of your Bonds? Do you want every hole filled up? Every last one of us fucking you until we’ve had our fill of this sweet, poison pussy?”

My mind shatters the moment he says the word ‘poison’, the tone of it a taunting endearment and a testament to how much has changed between us. A low moan ekes out from between my lips, Nox’s hips still pumping in and out of my body at that same brutal pace as he follows me over the edge.

The Soothsayer watches us both, unblinking void eyes unnaturally bright in the darkness of the room.

Nox’s head drops to my shoulder, his hair falling over my cheek as he breathes me in, and when I open my eyes to look back down, I finally see Gryphon’s green eyes staring back at me.

The god-bond is satisfied.





I wake up as a pile of sore muscles and aching bones. My head is full of air, and it takes me a minute to remember where the hell I am.

Nox is nowhere to be seen, but Gabe is still snoring on the far side of the bed, just as worn out from his shifting as I had been from the power exchange, and, surprisingly, Gryphon is also in the bed with us. He’s usually the first one up and out of the door in the morning.

His arm is flung over his eyes, and his breathing is even as he sleeps, his heart beating steadily in his chest under my ear. I lie there for a moment, listening with my face tilted towards his to watch him, enjoying the quiet of the room.

When his arm finally moves and his eyes open, I sigh in relief at the clear, green hue of them.