My orgasm rips through my body like a wildfire. I come hard, pumping around the two cocks that continue to thrust until their own warm cum fills me. Until they both growl as I’ve never heard men growl before.
I feel like I’m falling, like we’re all falling down an endless hole. Like time doesn’t exist anymore. Just us. Just this feeling.I cling to it, but just when I think I’ve hit the top of my orgasm, more hits. I’m hotter and colder. I scream both of their names.
“Nyx! Ambrose!” both come out of my mouth simultaneously.
But I’m not done. There’s more. Something inside of me needs a release, or I’m going to literally explode into a thousand pieces. I hold onto it, afraid of what’s going to happen if I let go. But my grip on it is waning. I’m not sure I can hold onto it much longer. I feel like I’m dying. My body is twisting, gripping, struggling to hold onto this intangible thing.
“Let go,”a male voice echoes in my head.“Let go.”
I do—unable to hold on another second.
Sparks fly around the room like a small firework show. Wind stirs, the walls rattle, and the ground shakes. We fall apart. Both men are being sucked to opposite walls of the room—by me.
I did that.
No, come back.
And it’s like the world bends to my will. Both men float back into my arms.
I grab onto them, my body collapsing against both of them as we all fall back onto the cot. Sweaty, but sated.
I fucked both men.
And I have magic.
Chapter 37
Lumi
Ihave magic.
I have magic.
I have magic.
I’m a witch.
How?
My mother—my mother must have been a witch. Had magical powers. It’s rare, almost impossible, but she must have been.
My father lied to me.
My entire life.
That’s the only explanation.But why didn’t my magic manifest before now? Why remain dormant for so long?
The same reason my wolf shifter abilities did—the curse. It must have had something to do with my individual witch curse.
Heavy panting brings me quickly back to reality—I fucked both of them.
My first love. The man who is my mate. The man who betrayed me. But fixed his mistake. The alpha wolf. The witch. The man I was hesitant to fuck.
And my true love. The man I will die still loving. The man who betrayed me. The alpha wolf. The vampire. The man who is in love with another.
I fucked them both.
And they are both lying next to me, panting like we all just ran a marathon instead of fucking together. I can smell myself on both of them. And them on me. Our scents mixed together—embers, blood, and sweat make it clear exactly what transpired here.