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  “I’m going to mark your skin and fuck you hard, love.”

  She moaned. There were no words to describe how ready she was. He smacked first one breast and then the other before caressing away the sting. She moaned and writhed as her back bowed off the bed. I need to come, she told him, and a second later she was flipped and slammed down around his cock. His back was against the pillows, and her thighs were wide. She watched as Bastian and Conn focused on her breasts and the huge cock of her mate they had to see was buried all the way inside her pussy. She bucked on him, needing friction.

  “I love that they can see and smell your perfect pussy and know it belongs to me.” His hands massaged her come-covered breasts while she circled her hips on him. “Shit, it’s so damn tight and hot.” He moved his hands on her hips and shafted her on him fast and hard. She cried out, holding on to his hands. “Rub your clit and come all over my cock.” At the first touch of her fingers to the tight nubbin, she came unglued, throbbing and pulsing until he slowed. Her hand fell away, and she felt a sharp smack to her pussy, which forced a cry from her lips as she came all over again. “Fuck, I love when you throb like that.” He moved her hair and kissed her neck and nipped at her ear. She didn’t think she’d ever been so wildly turned on. “I want in your ass, love. Will you give it to me?”

  “Yes.”

  This time she was lifted off his shaft and lay with her hips over a mound of pillows. She didn’t know how they got there and didn’t care. Slick lube was caressed over and inside her ass. “I can’t wait to get inside you.”

  “I don’t think I can take much more of this.” Conn groaned.

  Soon, she felt his shaft pushing inside. All three males groaned. She knew they watched as Gregoire tunneled inside. The bite of pleasure-pain felt incredible, and she arched her back for more. “Fuck,” he said. That the others watched only made the experience hotter. They’d witnessed her mate go wild for her. Witnessed how much he needed her. How he laid himself out for whatever she wanted to do to him, then completely lost control. She didn’t care that his beast needed this. Apparently hers needed witnesses as well. Wanted the world to know he belonged to her.

  Chapter 30

  Mountain Temple, Tetartos Realm

  Erik felt like he would go insane if he was forced to wait one more fucking minute for his mate. When Sirena had gotten to his room earlier and said they needed to complete the ceremony immediately, his heart nearly stopped. He’d growled when they’d taken her from him. The healer gave him a jolt to his chest with her healer power, snapping him out of it.

  Sirena then assured him she was taking Sam to get ready and give her a boost of something that would get her through the ceremonies. He paced the golden temple, waiting. His twin stood to the side next to Uri, and both looked wary. Everything had happened in a blur. The healer had taken her. Uri had come with the black silk pants for the ceremony and gave him instructions and a vial of his blood. He wanted to beat the male, but instead he’d donned the silk and waited.

  His head shot to the doorway as Drake walked in. “They will be here any moment,” the Guardian leader said.

  Erik’s jaw was tight. This was his fucking fault. Sirena said that Sam had overused his powers and her mortal body couldn’t handle it. His fingers tunneled in his hair. Fuck.

  Flickering light from the chandelier trickled over the gold walls of the mountain temple. There was something about the place. It felt alive. Sacred. He just wanted to see her. Finish this so he’d know she was safe and couldn’t be taken from him.

  When he heard the sounds of her arrival, he stilled. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. Her skin glistened under the pink of the flowing silk gown. Her cheeks were flushed. Blonde hair flirted with the skin of her bare shoulders.

  He moved to her as Drake said something he didn’t hear or care about. Nothing mattered but touching his mate, feeling for himself that she was okay. His pulse was pounding in his ears as he touched her cheek and scrutinized her face; she didn’t appear sick.

  She smiled at him. He caught her up against his bare chest and took her lips. He needed to feel her. Taste her. Her tongue dueled with his, and he tasted wine on her lips. He broke from the kiss. “Drake, finish this,” he demanded. He wanted the first ceremony over with. He was worried she would get sick again. Drake spoke words in the old language, and he felt compelled to repeat them. It was odd, as if the room buzzed, and he heard nothing. Her small hands covered the skin of his chest. She felt so soft and warm touching him. Sirena fitted her hand over his mate’s and began funneling her power through Sam and into his flesh. It was heaven and hell all wrapped in one. Pleasure and pain mixed to make it an almost euphoric experience. This mark would stay with him for eternity. Even if his flesh was separated from his body and regenerated. It would always regrow with the double serpents entwined in double eternity. He went to lift her off the ground when it was complete, but she stilled him.

  She shook her head. “I want a mark as well.”

  His brow furrowed at her request. His sister held the mark on her chest, but it was truly only tradition for the male to be marked. He spoke in her mind. You do not need to do that. I wouldn’t want you to mar your beautiful flesh if it’s not what you want. The tradition is that the male is marked. I’m happy to be marked as yours. I planned to give you a wedding ring.

  She smiled beautifully for him. “I thought I would mix traditions.” She entwined the fingers of his right hand with her left, and then he felt Sirena’s cover his as power again flowed. When it was done, her face flushed even brighter, and he could smell her arousal. He growled when he looked down and saw the mark circling her left ring finger. It was the same mark of the two serpents, and it wrapped around her slender finger. He brought it to his lips and kissed her softly as he held her gaze. He lifted her up and kissed her before carrying her out of the temple. Uri had given him instructions, and he knew they were finished with only one section of the ceremonies. She settled into him. Her arms went around his neck, and a soft sigh left her lips. He felt her warm breath on his neck, and his cock pulsed. He tuned out the sound of the others as he exited to the tunnel. He needed her. Vane would meet him at the other temple to watch over the blood bonding, even though he didn’t want anyone with them. These traditions were driving him mad.

  He felt her lips on his chest. Her tongue followed the lines of the marking. He closed his eyes and groaned deep.

  “Does it hurt? Mine just tingles, but it’s smaller.”

  “Mine tingles too. I need you. I need you to be mine and safe. You scared the shit out of me.”

  “I scared me too.” She said the words against his skin, and his heart clenched.

  “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”

  He just hoped someone had clued her in on what they would be doing. He would be careful with her, as gentle as possible no matter how badly he needed her. He clenched his jaw as they ported.

  Chapter 31

  Cyril’s Compound, Tetartos Realm

  Cyril was obsessing over his soon-to-be mate. She was perfect, and he couldn’t stop thinking about her. She was young, just out of her majority, and she had a thick mane of red hair and rare fire ability. She was everything he had hoped for. After his Aletheia had finished filling her with semen, he’d gone to her, moved her to his hidden lab. None of the guards dared question him when he’d taken her from the labs. Word must have gotten around about Reve’s punishment. Many would not even look at him, and even his assistants seemed even more nervous around him in the last few days. Good.

  He was having trouble concentrating on what Kane was saying, because he would much rather be with her. He’d only had her for a few hours before being forced to come back for this meeting with his second. He could have cancelled it, but he hadn’t wanted to do anything out of the ordinary.

  He hated this facility. He still got the itch at his neck when encountering others in the tunnels. He’d already set up a room in his new mountain, away fro
m the prying eyes of his people. Close to where his fiery-haired female would sleep. Where she now lay while her body fought through the effects of his formula. He needed to get back to her. Couldn’t wait to see the results. He already felt that it was right.

  “What is the news on the new compound?” He tried to be interested in the underground facility he sent Kane and Angus to work on. The one that would house the defectors they assumed would be trickling in soon. “It should be sufficient while we vet new recruits to our cause,” Kane said.

  Elizabeth was crouched in the corner, looking more and more feral as the days went on. He had no use for her, and he could not be more thrilled. He truly hated her. Would find true joy in killing her, but he was not one to waste. He wouldn’t dispose of her anytime soon. He was pleased enough that Kane was still keeping her in line. If all went well, he would have little use for her ability to contact the other Realms. He planned to have his own enhanced abilities soon. Cynthia would be left to deal with her own Guardian issues on Earth. The Tria would still be there if he found he needed them for something. For now, he could forget all about them and focus on the only thing of importance. Gaining power.

  His beautiful Delia would provide him a nice new power. He was enamored enough of her beauty and stunning ability that he’d found out her name. A first for him. He couldn’t wait to sample her, and he would. Soon. He needed to do one more test of the serum first. He had finally chosen the perfect person to make that happen. Someone he could easily afford to lose.

  “Has there been any word on old test subjects? Are they in the cities yet?” If he could get his hands on Nine, he would have fire and metal at his disposal. His cock hardened at the thought of all that beautiful power at his fingertips.

  “It doesn’t seem so, but I can’t imagine that the Guardians would keep them for much longer.” Kane’s dark brow creased, and the Aletheia looked decidedly uncomfortable when he added, “The cities are still on lockdown, so I don’t have much information. We’ve lost two contacts. The one we used for the hell beast attack on Lofodes. I’m sure the Guardians know we gave him the spell.”

  “Yes, I’m sure they do, but there is nothing they could do about it. They have more problems to worry about. The fool didn’t hold any knowledge of true importance.”

  “We also lost the contact that told us about the female in Paradeisos. Elizabeth cannot seem to connect with her.”

  “I’m sure she’s dead. The Guardians would have tried to get information and killed her as a traitor when they found nothing.” Pity to lose two contacts when they had so few; he liked being informed on what was going on in the cities.

  “I acquired information on the female the Guardian Gregoire was interested in. I find it unlikely she is more than a plaything to the Guardian. If she was his mate, he would have known and claimed her when she was presented at her majority. She is twenty-five. She is also the daughter of Adras, so it’s possible the Guardian was looking for her at her father’s request.”

  Cyril thought about that. What Kane said made sense. No male would leave a mate unclaimed for that long. Especially not a Guardian. He would still like to get his hands on her. Her father could pose a problem… The family link would have to be severed, but that was easy enough. Taking her would be sweet vengeance if there was even a slight chance that she meant something to the Guardian.

  “Keep an eye out for her. Take her if you see her.” The current formula wasn’t made for an Immortal, but it didn’t matter. He would take from the Guardians like they took from him. He would have her for an eternity. Plenty of time to gain retribution any way he liked. He suppressed a shiver of delight at the thought.

  He had one other task for his warriors. Kane and Angus were cleared as loyal by his spies. That information had better be correct. His fists clenched.

  “Monitor the cities when they open back up. I want my old test subjects back. Also, I want you to find me any female Mageias with an offshoot ability to experiment on. Find me as many as you can. But they have to have something other than the basic four elements.” Cyril would not let his second in command know just what those females could mean. He had no plan to share the power he would harness. At least not until he had all the power his own body would take.

  The serum was not exactly what he’d hoped for, but it had intriguing potential that he had not even touched the surface of. He just needed to find more Mageias with rare abilities. Like Nine, with her power over metal, an offshoot of the earth ability. Or his delicious Delia, who was able to produce fire within her body. Also incredibly rare. Most Fire Mageias needed a spark or fire to manipulate. Elemental Mageias, as a general rule, were not able to create the actual element itself, only wield it. His Mageia could produce fire from air. The ability was weak, but that was likely due to her mortality and possibly her age. It didn’t matter. It was there, and it would be his.

  Chapter 32

  Guardian Compound, Tetartos Realm

  Gregoire woke with Alyssa snuggled in his chest and Drake in his head informing them that there was a meeting where he wanted Alyssa to meet his brethren officially. He considered attempting to ignore his leader, but Alyssa mumbled and started stirring.

  “I want to check on Rain, anyway.”

  He pulled her up for a kiss, savoring her sweet taste until she was soft and moaning beneath him. He wasn’t letting her up until he’d fucked her thoroughly. Rain could wait. The meeting was in two hours; it would all be fine after he slipped inside her slick folds. She moaned and writhed and cried his name within minutes, and he still wouldn’t let her up until she’d done it again, clenching down on his cock until his come shot deep.

  “Shower, then coffee with Rain?” she said with a satisfied grin.

  Half an hour later, he was stuck in a sitting room, half-listening to Alyssa and her friend talk about nothing and everything at once. He drank the coffee they’d made as he considered the meeting to come. He wasn’t fucking looking forward to it. It would be Alyssa and Alex’s first meeting, and he hated the thought of his mate feeling less than the Demi-Goddess.

  Rain looked drained, like she hadn’t slept all night, and he felt sorry for the little female as he watched Alyssa give her a hug. He tensed at the contact; he fucking hated her touching anyone but him. He stifled a growl as Alyssa narrowed her eyes at him. He clenched his jaw, knowing those instincts weren’t likely to change anytime soon. They headed down the hall and up the stairs toward the war room.

  If I could go back in time and fix this, I would. Are you going to be okay doing this? he said to her as they got closer. He felt her tension through the bond.

  I’ll get through it. I’ll also get through the fact that your brothers watched us having sex. She shook her head as if it would be a horrible experience.

  Nothing in what we’ve done is out of the normal for Immortals, love. I really hope you understand that. That was not shameful. It’s the way of the Hippeus. Something ingrained in our beast makes us need to display our mates, usually while the male holds them down and fucks them hard.

  Uh. Why did you never explain that? Please tell me that my mother and father didn’t do that. She looked thoroughly horrified to the point that he laughed.

  I won’t tell you that. You have nothing to worry about with Conn and Bastian, love, he added.

  Gregoire and Alyssa made it two feet into the room before being swarmed. Alyssa had only been introduced to a few of the Guardians, which hadn’t included Sacha and Jax or Sander and P. Congratulations were issued, and she was greeted warmly by his brothers and sisters, and all too soon he was given shit for growling when anyone attempted to touch her. Even his little mate was laughing about it with Brianne, feeling comfortable and relaxed. It eased some of his tension.

  He noticed Dorian frowning as he walked to the doorway and back. Pacing? He caught his brother’s gaze and quirked a brow, and Dorian shook his head. Something was up with him.

  Alex and Uri came up with Vane. He tracked Alyssa’s emoti
ons as best he could while they were introduced. She seemed to be handling it well with her pretty jaw up. She smiled politely and accepted their congratulations. Drake walked up, so they were spared a longer, uncomfortable encounter. It would take time, but he thanked fuck that the first introduction was over.

  Dorian finally moved from the door as everyone was taking seats. His brother came near them and leaned down and smelled Alyssa’s hair. Gregoire growled low and pushed her behind him. “Ever try to inhale my mate again, and I’ll remove your sinus cavity. What the fuck?”

  Dorian paled and looked horrified. “Fuck, I think I’m losing my mind. Keep smelling something that’s getting to me. I’m sorry, G.” The Nereid ran a hand over his neck and went and sat down.

  Gregoire looked over at Sirena, and she nodded. Shit, something was definitely wrong with the male, and he knew only Sirena could figure shit out about the male’s sense being out of control. He didn’t like it.

  Is he okay? Alyssa’s worried voice came into his head.

  Sirena’s going to check on him. That was not like him.

  He grabbed two seats at the table, pulling hers close to him so that his arm rested over the back, his hand in her hair.

  “The cities are still under lockdown, but one of the warriors in Limni thinks he may have a way to prevent the spell from working on the shields again. Unfortunately we don’t have what was used to test it, but anything is worth a shot at this point. I also got a report that a Mageia in Efcharistisi might also have a solution. The two are now working together in hopes that we’ll find answers. Bastian or Sacha, report on what you’ve got,” Drake said in his usual stance at the end of the table. He never sat at a meeting.

  Bastian spoke. “Each city is having Aletheia come in to go through at least the Mageia’s memories. They are not taking blood memories because the inhabitants threw a fit. Instead they are taking surface memories while questioning everyone on what they know of the females that were taken. I’m not sure it’ll be effective, but they are concerned, and the victim’s families are in an uproar. They’ve tried to keep the information on the notes quiet. They believe as we do that the females were taken, not defectors.