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Her cries of pleasure were closer together now, her orgasm just out of reach.

“That’s it, baby doll. You’re taking his dick so well. Come for them so you can come for me next.”

That did it. She fell off the edge and shattered around me, dragging my own climax along with her. I released a pained groan, my knees buckling for the briefest moment before I was able to put myself right again. Never had I been more thankful for Tor. I may have dropped her were it not for him and my newly acquired wings. They were doing some of the work as well.

My dragon began to recede, content now that he’d laid claim to his mate. My body returned to its normal status, well, minus the wings. Those remained.

Fuck, were they permanent? How was I supposed to get dressed?

My dragon huffed in amusement. “You can put them away whenever ye like, but our wee treasure fancies them. Ye might want to keep them around for a while so she can play.”

I pulled out of her carefully, and Tor helped me shift her until I held Dahlia in my arms, not trusting her legs to hold her upright just yet.

“All right, fellas. Put her on the bed and get the fuck out. You had your fun. It’s my turn.”

Chapter

Thirty-Three

HADES

Istood from my chair and stared them down, wondering how angry my goddess would be if I used my shadows to toss the other three out into the hall.

“Oi, we let you stick around and watch. Not our fault you wanted to keep your hands to yourself,” Caspian grumbled.

“Technically he participated,” Dahlia said, her voice dreamy after the powerful orgasms she’d had.

I definitely fucking participated.

“They aren’t mutually exclusive. He still kept his hands to himself,” Cas said, pointing to my open fly and rock-hard erection.

“Are we going to debate the finer points of how we fuck her? I really don’t have any patience left for you to take up more of my time.”

Dahlia turned soft eyes on me. “Don’t make them leave, my lord Hades. I want them to stay. I like knowing that they’re here, even if they’re only allowed to watch.”

There was no way I could deny her anything, especially not when she begged so prettily.

“You heard her. Sit down and shut up, or if you can’t, then get out.”

“That’s how you can tell he hasn’t really participated,” Cas whispered to the others. “He’s grumpy when he should be smiling.”

I’d show him exactly how much I could participate. “Get on the bed, baby doll. Part those thighs for me so I can see what I’ve waited for.”

Tor’s gaze flicked from me to her. He was clearly at war with himself.

“I can restrain you again if you need it, Tor. But I’m taking what’s mine. I don’t need your permission.”

A soft snarl left him, but he shook his head no and claimed my seat in the corner. Kai helped Dahlia to the bed, his hands lingering over the marks he’d left on her hips.

“I’m sorry if I hurt ye, gem.”

“Only in the good ways,” she promised, reaching out to brush her fingers over his wings.

His fucking wings. I’d say he was overcompensating, but I’d seen what the dragon was working with. Now he was just showing off.

I bet my shadows could make wings.

The three men had taken up positions around the room, Kai standing in the corner, Cas perched on the desk, Tor in the chair where I’d been testing the limits of my self-control. How fitting. I was ready with my shadows if Tor lost himself while I took Dahlia. It had been one thing for him to be part of her time with Kai; it was another to watch her in the throes of passion with me alone.




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