Page 296 of Psycho Gods
Cherry blossoms drifted across Orion’s golden shoulders as he stared at me, steel glinted across Malum’s bronze neck, and a tattooed eye lazily opened across Scorpius’s pale skin.
The three of them were works of art.
When they pulled down their sweatpants, I forgot how to swallow. Holy mother of the sun god.
Abdominal muscles tapered into deep Vs across their torsos. I’d caught glimpses of them naked getting with other girls and while we changed dozens of times, but this felt different.
There was a gentleness about them that was new.
In tandem, they fell to their knees. Their muscles flexed, powerful bodies radiating strength.
John shook his head on my lap, and I realized I’d stopped playing with his hair. His eyes were open, and he watched Scorpius with hooded eyes.
I felt exactly the same way.
Luka’s fingers tangled around my wild curls, and I turned around to see if he was watching. His eyes flickered between me and Orion.
I wasn’t the only one enjoying the show.
I turned back to the kings.
Malum had moved. His face hovered mere inches away from mine. “Do you, Aran, accept us as your mates? Will you let me be your Ignis? Will you let them be your Protectors?”
My tongue was heavy in my mouth as I whispered, “I accept you as my mates.”
Malum’s smile was wicked. He finished crawling to me and leaned forward.
He gently kissed me. Whiskey, tobacco, and heat exploded across my senses. I’d never tasted anything so delicious. He pulled away, and the pain on my spine dissipated. He licked his lips, silver eyes gleaming with desire.
Orion whispered, “We accept you, Aran, as our precious Revered.”
I leaned in for more kisses.
“No, precious,” Malum whispered, cheeks flushing maroon as he backed away. “No pain. You tell us what you want us to do. You’re in control.”
“Um.” I was too chicken to say the words aloud.
Scorpius smirked like he could read my mind. “I know you’ve imagined us, Arabella.” He licked his lips. “I could hear your breathing change every time we fucked people at Elite Academy. We were fantasizing about you—and you were fantasizing about us.”
Orion mouthed, “Whatever you want, sweetheart. Just say it.”
I took a deep breath. “I want Malum and Scorpius to fuck Orion,” I said before I could lose my confidence.
Malum smiled. “That can be arranged.”
I moved to cover my flushed face, but Luka caught my wrist and held my hands down.
“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered into my ear, and I shivered.
“Keep your eyes on us, Arabella,” Malum commanded, his voice rough and heated.
He turned and kissed Orion roughly. Scorpius licked his fingers wantonly, then slowly dragged them down Orion’s body.
There was a loud slapping noise as Scorpius left handprints across Orion’s ass. Then he parted his cheeks and spit obscenely.
Luka groaned in my ear.
I agreed.