Blood and Prophecy ║ 18+ (Ménage)

Sharing Valeria

Damian's POV
The sound of thunder jolted me out of my sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I looked around, only to find myself alone in the bed. I had practically moved into Luca's house for the past few weeks to ensure my safety. We couldn't afford to be reckless.

Taking my phone from the night stand, the screen showed me it only 2 in the morning. I tried to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but sleep never came. My thoughts kept returning to my vision, specifically the dagger.

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Luca was lying on the ground with a woman standing beside him, holding the dagger. The red stone was glinting in the darkness, reflecting the light from the streetlight . The woman that was holding the dagger was slender with dark brown hair and pale skin. She was dressed in a tight fitting dress covered with a sheer robe, all of them were in black.

Graves.

She knelt on the ground and stroking Luca's face lovingly, before whispering something in his ear. Whatever her words that she whispered, ignite fire within him. Despite the glistening tears in his eyes after Valeria's body fell on the ground, I was sure Luca wanted nothing more than to rip Grave's and Jane's heads off.

Graves brought the dagger closer to his heart, ripping his shirt to reveal the skin beneath it. Luca still couldn't move. Frozen like a statue. The only thing that made me sure he was still alive was the emotions in those green eyes.

Then, in the next seconds Graves brought the dagger up in the air before plunged it to his chest after chanting some ancient words. Luca's eyes widen and locked into mine.

I felt my heart stop.

And then my vision was clouded with fire.

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Oh, how I wished it was all nightmare.

Frustrated with myself, I decided to look for my two soulmates. They should be somewhere in the house. Luca would definitely told if he planned to left me alone in the house.

I went to the kitchen with my bare chest and sweatpants, only to find one of the most arousing scenes of my entire life.

Valeria was lying on her back on top of the dining table, her core being devoured by Luca. Her hand was on his hair, and she was biting her lower lip to keep her from moaning.

Luca only in his sweatpants while Valeria on her usual satin nightgown. He loved to dress her, which I had no complaint about. Despite his age, Luca's sense of fashion was astounding. And my beautiful Valeria always looked like a model with whatever she wear.

None of them seemed to notice me. I'm sure they were too... preoccupied with each other.

"Why am I not invited?" my voice was heavy with desire.

They both looked up when they heard my voice. Valeria looked liked a deer caught in the headlights. I would've laugh if I my cock wasn't hard.

Luca only gave me a smirk before returning to devouring our soulmate's wet core, eliciting a startled squeal from Valeria.

Fuck me.

Without a second thought, I walked towards Luca and caressed Valeria's bare thigh. Her nightgown was hunched up to her stomach. I leaned down to kiss her stomach and slowly moving upwards until I reached her breast. Her pink nipples were demanding to be sucked. So, I sucked. Hard.