I look at the woven path in the grass that leads to the forest — the only thing I can see now it’s getting dark fast. Then I focus on the forest, which does look a bit odd. There’s something in it. A building, maybe. There are lights coming from the forest too. “Okay, I’ve seen several movies where an innocent girl is led to a forest and murdered. My Nexus would likely love that type of game tonight, but I would be pissed.”
“Come on, my little psychopath. No death tonight.” Finnegan barks a laugh, wrapping his arm around my waist and leading me down the path. Rhodes and Hollis lead the way, whereas Onyx, Severi, and Aleksander walk behind us.
“How did you find out about this place? What is this place?” I question, unable to wait to find out.
“It’s better you see it first. But it belongs to your aunt, technically. She was more than happy to recommend it when we started asking around for somewhere quiet, somewhere special for a date. It’s just us here, just so you know,” Alek answers for me, linking his fingers with mine as he takes my other side. “We know it’s been difficult to get alone time recently, and the apartment is full. We all need this.”
I nod in agreement. There have been too many moments interrupted by someone in the apartment. I love Annie, Issan, Franklin, my aunt, and the many healers that come for Feyre, but it means being alone is out of the window. The only time we get alone now is at night, but usually my mates are off training until the late hours and I’m asleep when they come back to me. It sucks... not literally, unfortunately. This place is ancient, and I can tell by the way trees have woven together around the path, shaped to keep the light out. Warm yellow fairy lights make it possible to see as we turn a corner, and my mouth pops open. Hidden well in the trees is a vast dome, and it is bursting with green, yellow, and purple lights. The dome has ivy growing up the side, curving around the door, and I can’t see inside because it’s foggy. We go through the doors into an entrance area. There’s a shop on one side and a viewing area on the other, but they lead me through some plastic flaps that hold in the warmth of the place. The heat brushes against me as I step into the botanical garden. It’s overgrown in the most beautiful way. Bioluminescent plants crawl up all the sides, giving off warm, beautiful rays of light, almost acting like sunlight but in shades of green and yellow. Several of the plants have giant, purple, glowing flowers that look like stars. This place feels like magic— untouched, perfect, and natural magic.
“This technically belongs to the healers, but your aunt owns it. It’s where they grow everything that could be needed for the city. But at night, it’s like this. The plants glow and make their own light.” Rhodes softly explains. “Even when it’s dark, only a little light is needed to make a beautiful thing.”
I have a feeling he is talking less about the plants and more about me. I’m speechless as we walk together through the garden, admiring the various areas, filled with plants I wouldn't know how to pronounce even if I tried. Onyx and Severi know, both of them talking about them as we walk. Severi stops me to look at a black plant, its leaves are as dark as the night sky, but in the centre is a powder like pollen. “This is a deadly poison. I’m impressed to see it.”
“It’s stunning. I’ve never seen anything like it.” I lean down. Aleksander sighs, pulling me along and away from the deadly flower. “The last thing we need is for you to suddenly learn a new killing trick with pretty plants.”
I sigh, turning back and mouthing to Severi. “Teach me later?”
He winks. “Always, Tulip.”
The sound of running water echoes as we come around into the centre of the garden, where a huge willow tree hangs over a large grass clearing. The willow tree sways, almost like it’s alive, and there is no breeze in here. Next to it, a creek circles around the clearing; a wooden bridge is the only way over it, leading up to a tiny waterfall. It smells incredible here, too.
I turn around before I get to the bridge. “This is perfect. I don’t even have any other way to thank you other than just saying thanks.”
“Wait till you see the rest,” Finn nudges me forward. He takes my hand from Alek and leads me along over the bridge and around the corner just by the willow tree. A movie night! It’s all set up — a few blankets scattered around an area, plates, basketsfull of food and drinks, and a projector screen set up with a laptop in front of it.
Rhodes clears his throat. “We picked a dozen movies so you can choose anything you like. I thought we could eat and just chill here, all of us together.”
“I love that idea.” I wrap my arms around him, hugging tight, before rushing over to the food.
Fireflies drift around the top of the dome as I sit down and lean back as Finn mentions a few movies before we all decide on one. I lie down, my head on Hollis’ lap, while Finn sits near my feet, takes my boots off, and starts rubbing them as the movie plays. Onyx sits next to Rhodes, Hollis and Severi sit on the other side of me. We share various foods they’ve brought — every fruit they know I love, two different types of chocolate cake, full size, tubs of ice cream, just everything that they know I love. I literally can’t eat more as I rest back, enjoying how perfect this is.
I look up at Hollis, taking my eyes off the screen. “Enjoying the movie?” he whispers, stroking his finger softly over my face. I realise I never want to anywhere else but with them. I’m home. For the first moment in my life, I realise this is what I’ve been fighting for— a home. A future that can have moments like this, love like this, and no one can take it from me. Before I can think better of it, I lean up and kiss him. He groans, deepening the kiss almost instantly. Finn’s hands tighten on my foot a second later, but Hollis continues to kiss me, hard and deep, making it very clear what he wants. I moan into his mouth, enjoying every second, well aware of what I’m beginning here. I’ve been with two of them at once, but all six? I’m not sure how it’s going to work, but I’m very willing to find out.
I barely notice Hollis lay me down on the blankets, or Finn’s hands tugging at my jeans until they slip down my legs, along with my red panties. I do notice Severi come up, and Hollisbreak the kiss just for a second to help tug off my shirt. For a moment, all of them are just looking at me as I lie completely naked before my mates. Severi runs his hand over his jaw. “Do you trust us, Tulip? I don’t know about the others, but I really want to see you come undone tonight.
“I’m your mate and I trust you all.” I whisper, knowing I do. My cheeks are on fire as Severi smirks, looking over and Finnegan and nodding. Severi steals my mouth and Hollis’ hands run across my breasts, making me moan into Severi’s mouth. His hands tighten in my hand as Finnegan’s hands run up my thighs and I gasp he pulls my legs apart. His hands tighten on my thighs as he runs his tongue up my slit, and back down before pushing his tongue inside me. I moan, but Severi, Hollis and Finnegan work together. Finnegan perfectly works my clit with his tongue, Hollis moves his mouth to my nipple while rubbing my other and Severi claims my mouth until I come—hard. My back arches and I cry out, Severi pausing to let my cry of pleasure echo. Breathlessly I lie back, looking at my mates. I nod once at Severi and he has a silent conversation with my mates. I know having more than one of them turns me on, but until this, I didn’t know how much I needed us to be together like this. They all begin losing their clothes, and I’m glad they the clothes are out of the way.
They move me onto Aleksander’s lap, his chest warm and solid against my back, his breath steady against my hair. His hands rest at my hips, not directing yet — just grounding me, anchoring me against him as Severi kneels between my legs. Severi’s eyes find mine first, and he holds my gaze for a long moment, his hands sliding up the inside of my thighs with a look that makes me ache.
He leans over me, one forearm braced beside Aleksander’s shoulder, and I feel the heat of him before I feel anything else.
The tip of his cock presses against my entrance — just that, just a breath of pressure — and every thought I had dissolves. There is nothing but the anticipation of him, the way he pauses there, watching my face.
Then he pushes in.
Slowly. Deliberately. Every inch of him is thick and insistent, and I feel myself stretching around him in a way that pulls a sharp exhale out of me. He doesn’t rush. He gives me him, and he is confident about it, watching the way my expression shifts, my lips parting, my head falling back against Aleksander’s shoulder. By the time he’s halfway in I’m already gasping, fingers curling into whatever I can reach. He is so big, and I know I’ve seen before, but somehow I forgot how big he was and how I knew he would stretch me. My body wants more, so much more. “I love you. I’m with you, Tulip.” His words of encouragement only turn me on more, and he knows it.
“Breathe,” Aleksander murmurs against my temple, and I do — a shaking, unsteady breath — and runs his hands up me, watching me with nothing but love and desire as I take his cock. When he finally bottoms out, I make a sound I don’t recognise, low and broken, and Alek goes still under me. Severi lets me adjust to him. His thumb strokes a slow circle against my hip.
Then pressure. Different pressure. Severi.
I hadn’t expected it. I hadn’t prepared myself for the blunt, insistent press of Aleksander’s cock against my entrance, already so full of Severi I can’t imagine how — and then Aleksander’s hands tighten at my hips, gentle and immovable at once, and I feel him begin to push in alongside him.
“Oh—” The sound comes out of me without permission.
He goes slowly. Slower than Severi did, easing in with a patience that borders on torment, his lips pressing once against the curve of my neck as he works himself inside me inch by careful inch. Severi holds still, letting me feel every moment of it,one hand flat against my stomach as though he can feel himself through me.
By the time Aleksander has fully seated himself I cannot move. I cannot think in any language I recognise. I am utterly, completely full — split open and held there between them, every nerve ending singing. My thighs tremble.