Void(89)

I could almost feel his lips against the bridge of my ear, but the Void was like a cape around my body, blocking sensations, keeping me buried in the nothingness. I’d never slipped this far before, never lost myself to the hunger. The world tilted as I moved. I hovered somewhere between feeling two warm bodies on either side of me, and questioning my sanity.

“Her amulet is gone, but nothing is happening. Where is her fucking Void?” an echo of a voice asked. It hit me like a feverish slash of syllables.

“She used too much power switching those elementals,” someone said.

A hot tongue lapped at my neck. “Come on, baby,” that voice pleaded. “Start feeding.” I wanted to feed. I could feel that need building within me, but it was like my power didn’t trust me anymore. It knew what it wanted, and it definitely didn’t want those criminals the council was force-feeding me.

The next instant, I felt teeth sink into my thigh, and venom flooded me, the first real feeling I’d sensed since sinking under.

“What the fuck are you doing? Now is not the time to feed!” someone screamed beside me, a charming voice, warm like honey.

I wanted to argue, to say that I wanted him to keep feeding, but all I could muster was a moan filled with pleasure. The sound escaped lips that didn’t feel like mine. The pulling sensation of blood immediately stopped, and I wanted to whimper at the loss of sensation. No. No, I want more.

“Did you see that?” a voice asked. I loved that voice.

“Some smoke came out of her mouth when she moaned. Do that again.”

Teeth plunged into my plush skin again. I felt a slow, rolling pleasure wash over me. It was blunted and dull, but I focused on it, coaxing the pleasant feeling to come closer.

“It’s working!” an excited voice clipped.

Lips landed on mine, hot moisture breaking apart my mouth and snaking inside, the kiss granting more mobility as I responded. Once again, I found myself wanting to beg for more, to beg for it all. But there was a vast blankness separating me from my motor skills. It took a few moments of pulsing venom to fill my veins before my powers flickered like a dying candle. The venom coaxed it to life until it became a blazing, sizzling ember.

My thighs were pressed open by two strong hands, and a growl met me at my core, vibrating me with a fever I wanted to build up. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded into the mouth still kissing mine, not sure if I said it out loud or if I was still screaming with silence.

If they stopped, I’d slip back into oblivion, and I was terrified of that. All I had was them, and I knew, in that instant, that they were the only ones who could pull me back out of the darkness. So long as they kept making me feel, then I wouldn’t disappear.

When a hand brushed against my breast, I felt it like a rake over a fire, and my body tried to press into the touch. “Look. She’s reacting to it,” a voice said. “Keep touching her.”

More hands skated across my skin, and only where they touched could I feel again. “Her smoke is coming out.”

“Her feeding always feels good for me and for her,” I heard the gruff shifter say.

“So the Void responds to pleasure,” another replied.

“Then let’s make her feel more.”

Hands wrapped around my throat, holding me in place as my body jerked. A tongue flicked across my clit. A hand palmed my breast. A grunt hit my ears. Yes. More. I needed more. And they gave it to me.

I could feel it all now. Every brush of a hand or lick of a tongue. Every hot mouth skimming over me. “It’s working.”

I could sense that I was feeding, drawing on powers and raw sex, sensations hitting me wave after wave until finally, slowly, my eyes fully opened. I looked up and realized it was Hyde kissing me. His silver eyes met mine, and he sighed before sucking on my bottom lip and teasing the edge of my tongue. I felt needed in a way I’d never felt before. My eyes rolled back as another swipe of a skilled tongue moved up against my sex. Smoke was everywhere, and I was feeding from all four paragons, life and awareness pumping back into me.

Hyde went to kiss my throat, and I looked down to see Quade’s tongue flicking across my pointed peak. When he saw me looking, he wrapped his mouth around my nipple as my smoke enveloped him, caressing his tanned skin. The feel of cool ice hit me with a shocking, powerful, blast. He moaned from the Void pull, his powers heightening his touch with the icy sensations on my breast. When I shivered, he smiled and blew heat against me next, thawing me with a sweltering blow of his breath.

Fangs sunk into my thigh, and I looked down to see both Gritt and Render between my legs. The rapture was hitting me full force now. I could feel everything. Gritt was stroking my clit with his tongue as Render pulled blood from the artery in my inner thigh, flooding me with his venom. Their tongues were so close they could have touched. I almost wanted them to.

“Fuck,” I croaked while writhing. This was the most raw, erotic, instinctual thing I’d ever experienced.

All four paragons were working to pull at the Void, and I started to feed like a starving woman. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. The smoke caressed their skin, brushed along lips, dipped lower to stroke their throbbing cocks. Render sat up after sealing the wound on my thigh and lightly shoved Gritt away.

“If I don’t get inside of her right now, I’m going to fucking burst,” he moaned before aligning his pelvis with mine, pressing against my core before looking me in the eye, wordlessly asking my permission.