Twist Of Fate

Chapter 7 Luka

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My earlier interaction has my mind playing the most erotic dream as I sleep.

This time I'm balls deep in her pussy. It's so tight, gripping me like a vise as she moves, her high tight breasts a beautiful vision above me. Her look of ecstasy is simply magnificent.

My eyes flutter open again as my balls tighten, Lysario sleeps beside me as Eve rides me with soft moans. If I could wake up to this for the rest of my life, I would be a happy man.

As her pussy clamps around me as she cums, it suddenly dawns on me. I'm not dreaming.

I swiftly pull out cumming hard on her abdomen with a shout and gripping her jaw as she tries to lunge at me.

Lysario startles awake at my shout, as I hold Eve back from marking me. He's swift to gather his wits and pulls her over to his chest.
She gives a growl of frustration, but the Fae is quick to roll on a rubber and impale himself inside her, gaining her attention, and making her moan.

Her eyes move back to me and never leave my face as I watch her fall apart on Lysario. Watching her shatter is one of the single most beautiful, erotic things I have ever seen. Especially with her eyes calling to me, like she wishes it was me under her.

Because I am an unclaimed mate, her heat and our bond will ride her to complete our mating. The more I withhold myself, the harder it will hit. I have made us both forbidden fruit that we both want to consume with every fiber of our being.

However, I still have enough of my wits about me to hold myself back and I have to be strong for us both. I will mate her only when she is ready - heart, body, mind, and soul.

If Eve could see herself, I know she would be resenting her heat. She's proud, strong, and independent. Being reduced to base instincts and needs without her control and consent would plain piss her off. I truly hope for her sake when it's over, her heat is nothing but a blur in her memory.

Once the guys get here, I will leave and remove the temptation for us both. This is the wisest move, as my need to mark her and make her mine is growing. For now, I need to be with Lysario. Eve's body is primed for multiple mates. The Fae will not be enough. Even now as he holds her to his chest, speaking softly in his native tongue to her, her sleepy eyes remain on me. Wanting me, needing me.

I hear the door bang open and heavy footsteps pound up the stairs. Garret throws the door open and grinds to a halt, Devlin right behind him as both scent the air and groan, pupils blown wide.

As shifters, the call to be with her will be overwhelming. Heats are for female shifters only. Her scent will be strongest to them, drowning them with her need.

Eve's eyes flick to the new bearers of pleasure and a strange noise comes from her throat, almost a trilling purr. Garret's eyes roll back in his head.

"Jesus, she using the dragon's call. Hottest shit I ever heard." His eyes come back into position but are those of his dragon. I look at Eve. Hers have bled into blue dragon eyes.

Garret strides across the room, lifting her from Lysario, and smashing his lips onto hers like he will devour her, as her legs wrap around his waist.