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Selene, Thor, and Hecate all walk out of the portal looking like they’ve been through hell. Their faces are dirty and scorched looking. The armor that they’re wearing doesn’t look any better and the metal is definitely still still smoking as the burnt areas cool. Blood and darker things coat their clothes, hair and visible skin. It’s very evident that they’ve been through some sort of battle, but they shouldn’t have been. They were only supposed to find wherever Nyx was and bring her back. I mean, Lucifer would be difficult for any of them to beat, but Selene and Thor should have been able to hold him off long enough for Hecate to scoop up Nyx and the three of them to have gotten out of there. That doesn’t seem to be what happened. “What in the world happened?” It’s Slade, pulling on some shorts with Ryder’s wolf beside him. Selene looks at Ryder and waves her hand. He immediately shifts back into his human form. “I’m sorry, Ryder. I know that you are having a lot of trou
It takes about another two hours before the feast that Hecate, Selene, and Thor laid before us to come to a close. Between strategizing what will happen next, toasts to the fallen, lamentations over the loss of Nyx, and the good old festivities that comes to the victors of a battle, it takes that long for all of us to calm down. As the feast comes to a close, Selene walks over to my mates and I. Without much preamble, she tells Hermes, “If you are going to stay away from Lucifer, you are going to have to come with us to Valhalla. It’s the only place that we can police who goes in and out without spreading ourselves too thin.” Hermes nods, as if he knew that Selene would say this. “I understand. But I won’t go anywhere without my mates. We’ve spent way too much time without each other. I refuse to be anywhere without them.” That’s not unexpected for him and JoJo, since they are the only ones of us that are marked. No one can be without their marked mate for too long withou
You gotta love when your mate is a god and they can get undressed with just a wave of their hands. Instantly, Hermes is naked with a rather impressive hard on pointing upwards towards Alex and me. It’s only because I feel Alex’s skin against mine at my back that I know that he’s done the same with our clothes. The fated sparks race up and down my skin and I moan at the feel of Alex hard and ready at my back. The thing that I didn’t expect was to hear Hermes’ moan as well. He stares at us and I know that our eyes have completely been taken over by our irises: Alex’s their beautiful hazel and mine their mahogany brown. The lust in his eyes is unmistakable. “I can feel what you feel, Josefina. When we’re this close, I can feel Alex’s touch on you. And you’ll be able to feel the same thing when our mates touch me,” Hermes tells me. Immediately, Alex’s hands go to my breasts and he rolls my nipples between his fingers, causing me to lean back into him, thrusting my chest into h
The feeling of Alexander’s hard, thick, length sliding into Josefina’s tightness has my cock standing at attention and aching for them already. I had no idea that it was this intense for a woman to be penetrated. To be teased and fucked. Yes, I’ve had sex with both men and women in my time here on earth. It’s quite difficult to stick with just one gender when you’re around for eons. And I thought that I had tried everything that there is to do with sex and sexual pleasure. It’s why I was glad to have two male mates and one female. I like to be penetrated almost as much as I love penetrating myself and a male can do and take both. But the feeling that I have with Josefina, this understanding of what a woman feels in the midst of pleasure, I had no idea. For one, there’s so many different things that cause pleasure. And it’s more so than any male can feel. Granted, men have a prostate that can be pleasured during anal sex. But women are so much more sensitive in their nippl
“I don’t like that we aren’t there with JoJo,” Meredith mutters as we watch the battle from a rise in the land nearly ten miles away. Each one of us has a set of military grade binoculars to watch the battle and we are anxiously watching the events of the battle to make sure that it goes our way. “She’s fine, Mom,” Fati says from Meredith’s other side. “She’s with Jacob at the military tents. Do you really think that he would let anything happen to her?” “Yeah, but he’s not a warrior,” Meredith says, worrying her bottom lip with her teeth. I drop my binoculars, pulling my mate to me. I cult her chin, at once tilting it up so she’s looking at me and pulling her bottom lip free from her teeth. “No te preocupes, reina. Está a salvo. (Don’t worry, queen. She is safe.)” I tell her before leaning in and kissing her nose. I’m trying to keep the mood light so that she calms. Hakeem comes up from the other side of Meredith, kissing the top of her head. “He’s right, Merry. Liam, De
We go through the attendance lists for about 30 minutes. I find everyone on my list, as do Tio Gael (Uncle Gael) and Caleb. Aubrey is the one that doesn’t find all of her wolves. “Who’s missing,” Tio Gael asks. “Sebastián Lobos, Zion Everly, and Kennedy and Blake Leblanc,” Aubrey relates. Looking up at Tio, she adds, “The four of them are best friends. Makes sense that they’re all missing together.” “Any idea where they would go,” Tio Gael asks, a bit exasperated. “We told them all to hang around here and they are the only ones that went off.” Amethyst, one of the kids of Jamal, Bella, and Gregory, is nearby and speaks up. “I overheard them saying that they wanted to practice some of the moves that we were practicing in warrior training this week.” Amethyst is a hybrid/witch wolf and is supposed to eventually take over as the Priestess of the Maiden coven here in Arcadia. However, she is much more in touch with her wolf than her sister Freya and I wonder if she really w
“I can’t believe that they’re sidelining us!” Sebastián whines. Again. “It’s a once in a lifetime chance to fight in this war like our parents did and they’re making us sit out!” “I highly doubt that this is going to be the only chance to fight, Bash,” my twin sister, Blake, says, her tone holding just a bit of annoyance at having to talk about this. Again. “Think about it,” Zion says, picking up the thread. “There’s a strong statistical likelihood that we are eventually going to be pulled into this. We have Lucifer, the biggest evil in our current world, and all of the evil gods coming after us and all the good gods. There are going to be a ton of battles. Granted some of them are going to be in the realms that the gods are in charge of, but Lucifer seems to hate us in particular. We’re going to definitely get some action.” “Ugh, really guys? You WANT to fight in this war?” I ask, finally hearing enough about Sebastián wanting to fight. “After everything our parents tol
I don’t know who gives us the all clear or if we even get it to climb into my car and haul ass back to the city. It’s only 10 miles away, but with Kennedy’s intoxicating scent filling the car and our insatiable need to touch each other, I nearly pull the car over to take her on the side of the road five times before we even hit the city limits. Thank the goddess and all that is good and pro sex that my house is on this side of the city, close to the academy. It’s a matter of two minutes before I screech to a stop in my parking lot. Both of us are out of the car and Kennedy has me pinned against the hood of the car, kissing me like she needs me to breathe in seconds. I moan at her possessive touch, arching my back when one of her hands cups my breast in a firm hold. “Kennedy,” I moan when her lips leave mine and trail down my jawline to my neck, featherlight kisses a sensory juxtaposition to the kneading squeezes she has on my tits. “You smell so damn good, baby,” she whisp