Unbroken Bonds (The Bonds that Tie Book 6)

I WAKE TO SNARLING, raised voices and shouting; to the chaos and rage that usually comes with bloodshed. I wake surrounded by shadows and darkness, my head pounding in my ears and my bond reaching out to our Bonded as it keens inside of me. It’s called out to them all as I slept, bringing them in to help with the chasm left inside of me thanks to that god-bond’s soul.

Destroying something like that, something so strong, had sapped away my power and left me an empty shell. I think I would panic about it if my bond didn’t have a surefire plan to fix this terrible feeling already in motion, because sending out a siren call to my Bonded to have them come to me is the only path ahead that doesn’t fill me with terror.

I need them to fill me up, to repair the damage, and restore me to my glory. I need them to turn our pleasure into shared power. I need everything from them.

Fingers clasp around my chin and turn my head, lips pressing against my own as a moan escapes me, a needy and desperate sound even to my own ears.

My bond simmers there at the surface, but I stay in control of my limbs, reaching out and wrapping my arms around Gabe’s neck as I pull him into my body.

I’m already naked.

So is he.

Atlas is with us, his body hard and ready where he’s pressed against my back, and another moan squeezes out from between my lips. Their hands are everywhere; their skin is hot against mine as they burn just as brightly for me as I do for them. Fingers squeeze at the soft expanse of my thighs, dipping lower to run through the slick mess between them, groans echoing through the room that I join in with as the fingers push into my dripping pussy.

I want more from them all. I want more hands on my body; I want more fingers and lips and, my God, I want them all to fill me up.

“We will, Bonded. We’re going to give you exactly what you need.”

What I need is to stop all of the talking and get to the part where one of them is fucking me. Or both of them. All of them. I want their skin sliding on mine as they thrust into me. I want to taste their pleasure. I want to take it into myself and become nothing more than their vessel, a vessel to be used for their desires.

There’s a moment when one of them moves away from me, just for a second, but the keening noise I let out has him rushing back to me, soothing words dripping from his lips like honey, warming me to my core as he reassures me.

“I’m not going anywhere, Sweetness. If you want both of us at once, then I need to grab some supplies. It’s okay, I won’t leave. Gabe, you need to fuck her and distract her, otherwise she’s going to hurt herself rushing into shit.”

I’m not though, and I’ll happily take the pain to have them. I’ll take it all—

The sudden thrust of a cock into my gushing pussy is enough to derail my panicked, bond-hazed thoughts. I stop thinking about abandonment, about being bereft without them, about anything except for the delicious stretch as I take Gabe’s cock and the way his hands clasp at my waist and move me up and down the length of him, meeting the thrust of his hips.

It’s exactly what my frantic and crazed mind wants, but after only a few thrusts, my bond kicks in, calling out to them all again as it keens for more. I want to just enjoy my Bonded, to be with each of them and savor the ways that they love me individually, but the chasm inside of me only grows bigger the longer we’re separated.

I need more.

The keening sound fills the room again, my eyes squeezing shut tight as I try to get myself under control. I know they’re all here and that I’ll get what I want, but the pressure inside of me builds until I want to scream and claw my way out of my own skin.

Then there are hands all over me again, pushing me and moving me firmly, taking control of the situation until there’s another cock pressing against my ass, teeth biting down on my shoulder, and a deep groan that comes with the anticipation of the fullness of both of my Bonded taking me together.

Gabe curses under his breath, pulling my body down so I cover him more fully, and Atlas’ hand rubs over my ass as he watches Gabe’s cock fill me, squeezing and spreading me as he enjoys the view. I look back over my shoulder at him just in time to see him spit on his cock as it slides inside of me, his eyes as hot as a brand.

The moment I catch my breath and the chaos eases off a little in my mind, I glance around the room to find my other three Bonded watching us, dark and greedy looks in their eyes. My skin flushes under their gazes, but my bond preens in my chest, gloating and positively relishing the way that I’ve snared them all with nothing but my body, my mind, and my love for them all.

My pussy clenches around Gabe’s cock, my ass tightening around Atlas’, and they both groan, their hips moving faster until I have to hold onto Gabe’s shoulders. Gabe gives me a lazy grin, a self-satisfied one that says there’s nowhere else he’d rather be right now than here with me splayed out over his chest. He uses one hand to cup my cheek and draw my lips to his for a blistering kiss, the other slipping down between our bodies to my clit. I already have an orgasm starting to build, but he draws it out of me with maddening circles, slow and in complete contrast to the pace he’s setting with his hips.

When I finally come, pressing my face into his chest to muffle the obscene sounds coming out of my mouth, Gabe comes with me, pushing in even deeper at the same time as Atlas, and I feel as though I’m going to burst.

The frenetic buzz quiets for a moment, just a moment, but the second Gabe pulls out and moves me onto the bed, it doubles, triples. It fills my limbs until I want to scream.

Atlas pulls out, lifting one of my legs to turn me onto my back before he slides back into my ass, Gabe’s cum dripping out of my pussy a little as he does. I don’t want to lose any of it. I want to be full. My eyes close again as I lose myself to the sensations, the way he fucks me through the overstimulation until one orgasm rolls into the next one. I whine a little as the haze falls over me once more.

I’m starting to think it’ll never lift.

I arch my back on the bed, my head thrashing as the pleasure rolls through me in a tidal wave. As my mouth drops open in a desperate gasp, I feel someone’s fingers curl around my jaw, then they push against my tongue as though my Bonded is checking that my mouth is ready for him. I close my lips around them, sucking away to prove that I’m not only ready but craving the weight of his cock in my mouth.

I hear rustling and then I feel him shift, my eyes fluttering open to find North crouched down at my eye-level as his fingers stroke my tongue. When he meets my eyes, he nods at me as though we’ve come to an agreement.

“Tell me what you need, Bonded,” he murmurs as though Atlas isn’t fucking me, as though Gabe’s cum isn’t inside me right now and the rest of the Bonded Group aren’t here waiting, drawn by my bond’s call.

I wait until his fingers slip out of my mouth before I say, my words slurring a little with pleasure, “I need more. I need all of you.”

He doesn’t need me to say another word.

Atlas only stops long enough to flip me onto my hands and knees before slamming back into me while North stands again, slipping his boxer briefs off as he does. I’m reaching for him before he has the chance to step out of them, drawing him to my lips and sucking him down, moaning around him as his hips shove forward, rough in the best way.

I swallow around him, torn between wanting to shove myself further down his length and impaling myself on Atlas’ cock, but they both keep pushing forward, driving into my ass and my mouth until I’m moaning like a wanton, my eyes rolling back as my screams are muffled by North’s dick.

Atlas’ hips finally stutter, his hands clutching at my thighs as he spreads my legs wider and pulls out to come all over my exposed pussy. He uses his fingers to push his cum in with Gabe’s, making sure they’re both filling me up. North drags his cock out of my mouth and waits, fisting himself as Atlas moves away, stumbling to the bathroom.

My skin is glowing, the health and vitality they’re all giving me shining through, and I’m eager for more.

I know the moment North covers me that something has happened.

I don’t know what it is, who has hurt my Bonded, but there’s a savage energy inside of him as he moves inside of me. His hands are rough and desperate on my body, grasping at my soft curves as he takes what he needs from me, and I beg him for more.

All of the rage and anguish, the heartache and pain—I take it all from him. The pump of his hips is brutal, the pounding of his cock into my abused pussy is the sweetest form of torture. He fucks me like he’s trying to kill his demons.

I would take everything from him gladly, with a smile, begging for more of this if he needs it, because even as he’s taking what he needs from me, he’s giving me back even more. I swear I can almost feel them healing me, pouring into my very soul, and I’m coming alive with every orgasm, every stroke, every touch of their skin against mine.

His shadows wrap around me, covering us both. When I feel the tendrils of it come out to play with my clit, pushing into my ass as though it wants to own every part of me, I come with a scream, clenching around him until North follows me over the edge.

He doesn’t move away from me immediately like the others did; he stays with me for a second as though he’s checking to see just how far gone I still am. There’s a quietness to me now, as though some of the savage hunger has been sated, but the longer he lingers, the more it creeps back, the more it needs the rest of them inside of me.

When he leaves me, my eyes land on Nox and Gryphon, both of them watching me, both of them naked and hard. I expect it to be Gryphon who comes to me first. I expect to have to convince Nox or maybe even go to his room with him later, but he doesn’t hesitate to move toward me the moment our eyes meet.

His own eyes flash black, and my bond reaches out to him, brushing against his skin as it tries to draw the Corvus out to play. Nox holds onto control though, gritting his teeth as his fists clench at his side, the skin slowly turning black as his Gift floods him. I know it makes Atlas nervous when he does that, twitchy almost, as though they’d ever truly hurt me. So instead of letting it get that far, I smile up at Nox and his bond as though they are the sun, warming me to my core. There’s no doubt how much I want them, no doubt to me and no doubt for any of them.

I move to sit up, to go to him, but a trickle of cum leaks out of me at the movement. A whimper falls from my lips, my hand snapping down to cup myself and push it back in. His eyes flash again as he watches me, and then the shadows in the room begin to move, twisting and pulling until they cover me as well, shifting my hand away and covering my pussy for me, helping me keep it all inside.

I move slowly at first, but once I’m sure the shadows have me covered, I scramble up onto my knees, reaching for him. I get a giddy thrill straight to my heart that his hands are just as desperate on my body as mine are on his. His hands span my ribs with ease, kissing me as though he wants to crawl inside me, his teeth sharp on my neck as he devours me whole.

I want it all, all of his sharpest edges, all of his pain and vicious energy. I want to take it all in and make it a part of me as well.

His hands are rough as he shoves me back onto the bed, covering me and shoving my legs open to fuck me, as dark and deviant as ever. His strokes are brutal, his hips snapping into me as I hold onto him for dear life, my head pressed against the thumping of his heart. My back arches as I come, my hair falling away from my face. One of his hands comes up to hold my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes as he comes too, so I’m staring into the depthless voids.

Nox’s eyes shift back, the black bleeding out of them slowly, and I see the moment he wants to scoop me up and take me back to his room, to lock the rest of them out and guard me as though the hounds of Hell are coming after us. I see it, and then I see him decide that what I need is more important than what he wants.

I see him mentally let go of it all.

When he steps away, I find Gryphon waiting patiently, still as hard as stone, sitting next to the bed. He finally approaches and grins at me, running a hand down the length of my belly before his fingers slide over my pussy to dip inside of me and into the mess that my other Bonded have left there. My cheeks heat as I clench around him instinctively, unhappy that he might be forcing some of it out. I want it all, more. I want his cum in there too, mixing and leaving me full of them all. I’m so close, so close, to getting what I’ve always wanted.

I open my mouth, and the words that leave me are drenched with sex and need. “Give me what I want.”

I don’t have to ask twice.

His eyes flash black for a second as his bond chimes in, but when he grabs my ankles and yanks me down the bed, it’s his clear green eyes I’m staring into. It’s his grin that stretches over his lips as he fucks me, makes a mess of me, and pounds into my abused pussy with a firm hand on my chest as he holds me in place.

It’s his voice that whispers pure filth to me, sends me spiraling and writhing. His voice that drives me over the edge until I’m sobbing, begging for mercy until my voice dries up.

It’s his soul that takes it all in and pushes me for more.

When he finally comes, pushing into me, both hands on my hips to hold me in place, I feel as though I’m going to pass out all over again, the pleasure drawn out of me a vicious and delectable thing.

The moment his hips stop pumping and the ecstasy clears from his face, Gryphon pulls out to shift back onto his knees. He spreads my legs and plunges his fingers back inside of my aching pussy. I moan and writhe, overstimulated and right on the precipice of what I can take from them all, and he hooks his fingers inside of me mercilessly.

It’s only when he lifts his hand to my face and pushes his fingers into my mouth that I realize what he’s doing.

“Tell me how good we taste, Bonded. Tell me how much you love the taste of your Bonded all mixed together after we fuck you raw.”

I moan around his fingers, but there’s no way to say what he wants me to, because the more I open my mouth, the deeper he shoves his fingers, his eyes darkening as he watches me take them.

I glance over to find Gabe sitting on the other side of the bed in his sweatpants, hair still wet from a shower, sweating and biting his fist as he stares at my lips wrapped around Gryphon’s fingers as they pump in and out of my mouth.

Don’t look at me like that, Ardern. I can’t take any more, I send through to him, though I’m tempted, so goddamned tempted.

He grins at me again and sends back, I think you could, but I’ll save it for later, Bonded. I want your mouth wrapped around my dick like that.

Gryphon finally gets his fill of me and he moves away, just far enough that he can grab a towel to wrap me up in, carrying me off into my bathroom to get us both clean. I could argue with him, I always have a fight in me, but my legs feel like jelly, and it’s far more satisfying to just let him lug me around.

When I’m dry and back in one of his shirts, he hands me over to Nox, and I’m surprised when he walks me back over to the bed and gets us both settled in there.

Nox never sleeps in my bed.

Before I can freak out over this change, North comes back into the bedroom, sweatpants slung low on his hips and a swagger to his walk that speaks of a deeply satisfied man. He hands me a bottle of water as his eyes trail slowly down my neck and over my chest. There’s no damage done to me, nothing but the delicious burn of my muscles as I shift and turn.

There’s always a deep ache inside me, a yearning for them that I’m not sure will ever truly pass, but it’s quiet now that I’ve been so thoroughly used.

“You almost killed Kieran.”

I choke a little on the water as I sit up, coughing dramatically as I thump my chest to clear it. I glance down at Nox as I sputter, “Excuse me? How? When? Oh my God—”

Gryphon smirks at me. “He means that you woke up while we were still at North’s office, and we made him Transport us back here. North wasn’t expecting you to already be naked and between the other two. When the door opened, you weren’t exactly being quiet. The moment he heard you moan—”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up! I can never look that man in the eye again, oh my God!” I moan, shoving my face into the pillow and ignoring the evil chuckling from all of them.

When I was daydreaming of having them all here in my room together, in my bed, I was not imagining this side of it.

North rubs a hand over his eyes with a pained sigh. “It’s not funny. I still want to go down there and murder him. Fuck it, put some pants on Nox. We’re tearing his head off of his shoulders at the very least.”

To my horror, Nox actually moves me away from his chest as though he’s on board with this stupid plan. “Don’t you dare! If you get out of this bed right now, Draven, the only murder that is going to take place is your own. Don’t smirk at me. I’m dead fucking serious right now.”

Nox moves back onto the bed and draws me in closer to his body, pulling me away from everyone else as he does. It’s a very Draven trait, something North does all of the time, and my heart squeezes in my chest that Nox is doing it to me now too. Bearing the full brunt of the Draven brothers and their possessive, jealous, protective maelstrom of love is everything I ever needed, something I didn’t realize I was missing until now.

Atlas shoots Nox a dirty look from the other side of the bed. “If you’re sleeping in here, then don’t be an asshole and drag Oli around everywhere. Learn to share.”

Nox just stares back at him. “No.”

When Atlas glares back at him, Nox smirks, his eyes and the skin of his neck slowly turning black. “If you want her, come and get her.”

I tuck my face into his chest and send through the mind connection just to be sure they all hear it and understand, I’m tired. You can fight about it once I’ve gotten twelve solid hours of sleep, so please stop ruining my afterglow and let me pass out.

Atlas’ eyes narrow to slits, but he does lie down finally, rolling over and shoving a pillow over his face. Gabe flings an arm over his face and falls asleep in under a minute, but Nox fusses until North climbs into the bed as well, getting Gryphon to move over. He leaves a large space between Nox and I, a small concession to keep Nox in the bed here with them instead of spiriting me away to his room like he wants to.

I feel bad about it for a moment until he sends through to me directly, I’m not tired, Oleander. I’ll watch you sleep and keep you safe.