Darkness Colliding: A Reverse Harem Series (The Severed Souls Series Book 3) Page 6

  Until Link brushes his lips lightly across mine, and with firm hands, he turns me to face Nollix. The half Demon’s eyes shift to his friend once more, and I’m not sure what he sees there, but it seems to shift us all into motion. He slams his mouth against mine, pressing my body firmly between their chests. Nollix wastes no time. There’s not one hesitating bone in this man’s body as he starts to roll his hips against mine, guiding me as my ass grinds against Link’s hardness.

  Soft lips brush against my neck, Link’s tongue flicking along the curve of my shoulder, pressing tingling kisses along my skin that I can feel in the deepest part of my body. Link takes his time as his palms slip beneath my shirt. His touch is so light it seems to whisper against my skin, making me tremble against him while Nollix’s fingers dig into my hips hard. Contrasting sensations surround me, teasing me until I moan against Nollix’s lips.

  It feels like the three of us are working with fluid movements that have me grinding perfectly against them both. Nollix breaks our kiss just as Link pulls my shirt off. With a feather-light touch, Link’s fingers trace along my spine, sending a shiver all through me before he meets the fabric of my bra. In an instant, he unclasps it and pushes it aside, letting it fall to the ground between us. I’m nearly naked before them, and their hands are searing across my flesh with slow, taunting touches.

  I don’t know how any of this works. I don’t know who to focus on, or how to make them feel the way they’re making me feel. But neither of them seem too worried about the logistics of it. In this moment, there doesn’t seem to be a concern in their minds at all.

  Nollix’s attention flashes to Link, and just as I’m about to look back at him, the half Demon grips my jaw and presses his lips to mine once more. He kisses me slowly until I finally part for him and meet his tongue in slow, flicking motions that has me breathing him in like he’s all I need right now.

  Until Link’s warm palm pushes down my abdomen. The sensation of his fingers skimming down my body has me shifting against him, needy for whatever it is he’s about to do. Warm lips press to the curve of my neck. Sharp teeth nip and tease along my skin just as his fingers push beneath my jeans. His index finger meets my sex, sliding down before coming right back up and repeating the tingling feeling over, and over, and over again.

  A heavy gasp shakes through me, and I feel Nollix’s smirk just before he kisses me harder, his teeth sinking into my lower lip with stinging pain before he sucks just light enough to turn that pain into pleasure. His big palms push up my ribs. His thumbs drift slow circles over my nipples before he covers my breasts completely with a firm and demanding grasp. His touch is this wavering mixture of soft and hard like he has to put thought into taking his time with me.

  With one hand, Link unbuttons my jeans as his other hand dips lower. He pushes at the fabric preventing the feel of his body against mine until my jeans slide down my thighs, and I have to work to kick them away. One finger pushes in, massaging my walls slowly as he groans against my neck. The sound hums all through me, setting the energy in my core into this coiling sensation that has me gasping.

  Link rocks his hips against the curve of my ass until my palm slips between us, meeting the warm skin of his abdomen. I arch my back against his chest until my hand slips beneath his jeans. The smooth feel of his hardness meets my palm, and I wrap my fingers slowly around him. His warm breath is heavier against my neck as he kisses behind my ear, along my neck, and down my shoulder. His mouth is firm with flicks of his tongue dancing along my flesh, and I feel those flicks all through me.

  My wrist rolls up and then down and his pace seems to mimic mine as his palm cups me, sinking into me harder with every quick stroke of my own hand along his shaft.

  Nollix turns us, walking backward until his legs hit the small bed and the mattress springs squeal into the silence as he lowers himself there.

  Strong hands grip my hips as he pulls me against his lap until I’m straddling him. My hand slips from Link’s. I break our kiss as my fingers find the smooth muscle of his shoulders. The sounds of our uneven breath is all that can be heard. I stare down into his dark, inky eyes, and he waits for me. From behind me, Link’s palms skim up and down my arms, and I can feel the attention of these two amazing men as they show their patience while I try to keep up with all of this.

  I push at Nollix’s soft shirt, and his gaze holds mine as I pull it away. The glittering scar along his jaw and throat skims down along the defined muscles of his shoulder. It catches my attention before I turn away from him. I twist in his lap until I can reach Link’s shirt. He watches me intently as I push at it against the panes of his abdomen before he reaches back and tears it away for me. The sweet kindness that’s always in his pale eyes isn’t there. Only a hooded look of lust stares down on me. His soft lips brush mine in the sweetest way, just a chaste taste of his mouth before he pulls back just slightly to let his words wash over me.

  “Turn around, Vi.” The low commanding hum of his words has a feeling tightening low within me as I turn to face Nollix.

  There’s a gleaming look in his eyes, and it’s all I can focus on as his hands reach between us.

  He slowly unbuttons his jeans. It’s an odd look. One I didn’t notice the first time we had sex. He shoves the jeans down his lean hips, jostling me just slightly. Warm, steady hands meet my hips, and his gaze still searches mine in that curious way, leaving me intrigued by the look in his eyes.

  He rocks his hips, his tip sliding along my sex as he studies every changing emotion in my features. There’s an intensity in his eyes, but the playful look he normally holds isn’t there. It’s almost as if he’s only thinking of us in this moment. My heart aches as I realize.

  It’s a look of love in his gaze.

  His temple rests against mine, his lashes lowering just slightly as I slowly sink down. A gasp slips from my lips as he fills me. My mouth parts against his, breathing him in but not closing the small space between us as I memorize the vulnerable look in his eyes.

  Link’s palms skim against my stomach before pushing fully across my breasts, his smooth chest melding against my back. Nollix’s nails bite into my skin as he guides my hips up and then slowly back down. A moan shakes through me as my damp skin meets their chests with each rocking movement of our bodies. Nollix’s hips meet mine in a rhythm so perfect it makes my breath catch in my lungs. Slow and unhurried thrusts build the coiling feeling within me, and just when I think it can’t feel any better, Link slips his hand down low. His fingers press firmly against my clit, slick against my sex until I come hard against Nollix’s shaft.

  A low groan hums through him as he clenches his jaw and slams me down against him. His pace quickens as he fucks me. He doesn’t pause for even as second as I tremble in his arms from the feel of it. A curse bites against his mouth as his fingertips dig into my skin just before he stills beneath me. The pulsing feel of his orgasm throbs through me.

  Unsteady breaths wrack my lungs as a chill skims down my spine, and I realize Link’s no longer pressed against me. The fingertips of his left hand are just barely resting against my lower hip. Dread sinks into me, and I turn back to look at him. I’m so afraid it was too much. What if I was wrong? What if the three of us can’t do this? What if I’m only meant to be with one of them and I’ve ruined it with both of them?

  My gaze meets his sated lavender eyes before trailing down the tense lines of his bicep and the corded muscles of his forearm only to find his fingers wrapped loosely around his dick. He watches me, his gaze trailing over every inch of my skin that’s pressed against Nollix, as he strokes slowly up and then down.

  “Lie down, Vi.” His soft words play on repeat in my mind, and I realize I’ve waited for longer than I’ll ever admit for this moment. I’ve wanted Linkin since before I ever really knew I wanted him.

  Right now, this … it’s better than I ever imagined.

  Nollix steadies me as I lift myself, letting him slip from me before sitting at the edge near him. I s
hift to move up to the top of the bed to rest against the pillow, but Link grips my hand. He stops me there at the edge of the bed, and it confuses me until he steps closer between my thighs, his jeans brushing along my skin as he looks down on me with attention I’ve never felt before. He’s always looked like he’s cared about me, but right now it’s different.

  More raw and less sweet. But completely perfect.

  I watch his every move because this all feels new, especially between him and I. But mostly, I feel more inexperienced. Neither of them make me feel uneasy though. I don’t feel self-conscious. I feel … anxious. I don’t know what he’s about to do, but I want it.

  I want him.

  He leans over me, and I arch up to meet him just as his lips press to mine. The warmth of his tongue flicks against my lips before my mouth parts to slide my tongue along his. His palms push through my hair, and for several moments, he just kisses me, angling his head to deepen the kiss in a consuming and demanding way. Before he pulls abruptly back.

  He holds my head in his hands, his lips slightly parted as his gaze skims over my features.

  “I never thought you’d want me like this.” His whispered words sink into me, making emotions tangle all through me at the sound of his confession. “I always thought you’d be there, but there was never an us in my mind. I—I never thought you’d love me.” His jaw clenches as if he’s biting back his own rising emotions.

  The sound of his voice makes me realize just how much he’s been alone in his life in the Wild Hunt. How much he’s been hurt. How much he probably fully believes he doesn’t deserve anything better. He accepted his place in life a long time ago, I think. He made the best of what he was given.

  But I want to give him more.

  I lean forward once more until my lips brush his.

  “I love you.” I kiss him a little harder, and he breathes me in like I’m the air itself that gives him life.

  Just as our tongues meet, his mouth leaves mine, making me gasp without the feel of him. His mouth skims against my jaw, his tongue flicking along my throat. Sucking lightly just below my ear as he pauses there.

  “I love you too,” he whispers in the sweetest tone.

  He’s so sweet. That’s all I can think about.

  My lashes flutter as he lowers his head, his lips meeting my collar bone, the curve of my breast. His tongue rolls against my nipple and my back arches before he presses me down against the mattress with a firm palm against my shoulder. Strong hands grip my hips and he jerks me hard against the edge of the bed. He pulls away, his eyes shining into mine as he lines our hips up just right. Nollix leans over me and his mouth starts trailing gentle kisses against my neck just as Link slowly sinks into me.

  My fingers fist into the blankets, needing something to hang on to as they both work my body into a new, rising feeling of need. Nollix’s palm pushes across my breast just as his mouth claims the other, kissing and flicking and biting against my sensitive skin.

  Link’s fingers dig into my thighs as he sinks into me deeper, and deeper, and deeper. He holds me in place, thrusting firmly into me until my teeth grind together to stop the sound of my cries. Our bodies meet like I’ve never felt before, his length slides into me at an angle I’ve never put any thought into. But it’s perfect. It’s euphoric. It’s climactic.

  My release slams through my body on wracking waves, making my words turn into shaking moans as they caress the walls and ceilings of this tiny room in this terrible shack in the middle of the Underworld.

  His hard pace quickens. With another hard thrust he stills above me, his eyes clenching closed as a low groan hums against his lips. Heavy breaths make his pale chest rise and fall as he stares down at me. Slowly, he slips himself from me, lowering himself until his body covers mine. Warmth settles into me as they surround me. Nollix laces his fingers through mine and he lies on his side, studying me with quiet attention. Their once-firm touches turn gentle, holding me sweetly as we cling to one another in silence.

  My heart rate slows, but that tingling feeling still strums through me. An exhausted smile pulls at my lips.

  I’ve spent my entire life wishing I could have lived the life I was meant to live. It wasn’t until right now that I realize, I am living the life I was meant to live.

  I’ve never felt more like I’m right where I’m supposed to be in my life than I do right now.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Demon’s Intent

  Violence

  An eerie feeling pushes against my chest, tugging at me until my eye open to the dim room. A pale color of red accents the light, washing the room in the color of blood. It seems late into the night, but I really have no idea. My thick hair clings to my neck and sweat dampens my skin, but the moment I realize I’m pressed between the Nollix and Link, I nearly snuggle harder against them. Their arms are draped across my stomach, their bare chests pressed against my arms as I lie between them. It feels safe. It feels calming.

  Until that knowing feeling slices through my chest once more. It takes me a moment to slip away from them, and as I pull on my jeans and shirt, I can’t help but study the two men. Nollix’s dark hair and Link’s light hair are dull in the haze of crimson light, but their opposite appearances are a stark contrast.

  Another stinging pull within my chest has me gripping Link’s sword as I make my way toward the door. Power claws through my veins with every step I take. My bare feet are quiet against the old boards, but my heart pounds so loudly it’s all I hear.

  The hilt of the blade is tight in my palm as I slowly turn the knob. The building tension in my chest rises with each passing second. It’s terrifying and it’s familiar. Terrifyingly familiar.

  The door opens with a hissing sound of the hinges. My arms react, raising the blade the moment a shadow inks across the bedroom floor. All that tension washes out of me as the light washes red across Cameron’s face.

  His heavy attention stays on me for several moments before shifting behind me to spot Nollix and Link. Their half-naked images flash through my mind, and I suddenly feel awkward standing before him. There’s no judgement in him though. When he looks at me, there’s no anger or disgust in him. He accepts me. I feel his acceptance blooming through my chest, settling that pressing feeling that was previously there. It was our bond that I felt. Our bond woke me in the middle of the night. It’s an aching feeling that hurts when he’s not near enough. Sometimes, all I want is for us to be side by side just to sate that stinging feeling of separation.

  Does he feel it too? Is that why he’s here?

  “We need to go,” he whispers.

  I take a step closer to him, and his palm skims down my arm, making me want to lean into him. He puts his finger to his lips as he takes a step closer to the top of the stairs. I follow him out, just a few feet from the bedroom.

  Voices scurry through the darkness. At the sound of their voices, Cameron takes my hand in his.

  “The storm has passed,” a masculine voice rumbles. “If we’re going to do it, we should do it now while they sleep. I like the struggle they put up as they’re ripped from their dreams.”

  “You will not hurt Nollix.” Tantra’s accent waves with demanding emotion.

  “I won’t hurt your darling little half Demon.”

  Before another word is spoken, I’m pulling Cameron away. On quiet but rushed steps I pull him into the bedroom. The door closes with a click, and I turn the small lock in place. Nothing feels less assuring than a lock the size of my fingertip. Those Demon’s will rip through that door with or without the lock.

  Cameron grabs a shirt off the floor and throws it at Nollix, musing his hair as it hits him in the head.

  The Demon tenses, his arms flexing as he wakes. He rises, letting the light skim over his smooth skin as he shifts to look at us.

  “Get dressed, your friends are plotting our deaths as we speak.” Cameron picks up the other sword propped against the bed, and, oddly, he offers it to Nollix. It feels strange. It
looks off to see the two of them working together, but it feels normal. Neither of them makes a big deal out of it.

  My palm pushes against Link’s leg, his feet shifting against the tangled blanket.

  “Link, wake up. We have to go.”

  Lavender eyes meet mine, blinking up at me, and I waste no time tossing his shirt on the bed. Boards creek from somewhere in the house, and before the two of them are even fully dressed, I’m opening the small window. Cameron takes my hand, steadying me as if it’s the most normal thing in the world to help me crawl out of a two-story window. Nollix pulls the blade from my hand and logic kicks in at how dangerous it would be to jump with the sword. Somewhere along the lines … Nollix has become the logical one. Huh, who knew?

  He smirks at me for a moment, seemingly oblivious to the danger we’re in. Maybe he’s not completely logical. Maybe that was a bit of an overstatement.

  Intense humidity licks at my skin the moment I lean into the heat. Crimson shades kiss the sky, almost lighting our surroundings but not quite. I struggle a little in the small window frame, but it only takes a second to slip my legs outside. Cameron’s grip on my hand tightens as my body extends against the house. Dust and gritty sand brush against my stomach as I slide against the dark siding. I look up at the man who’s hanging half out the window to make sure I’m eased down safely. Cameron’s jaw flexes as he holds on with both hands. Right now, he looks like he’ll never let me go.

  Until I release my hold on him.

  Warm wind pulls at my hair and in less than a second my boots hit the hard ground. I peer up at the three men staring out the window above. Link tosses a blade to the ground. It hits with a solid thud, burning white light against the dark clay. Anxiety claws at my lungs as Nollix and Cameron both help ease Link down from the window.

  A noise bangs through the silence. That single hard-hitting noise strikes fear right through me. I shouldn’t have gone first. I shouldn’t have left them up there alone. I should have waited for them.