Taking Zale's face between my palms, I stare hard into the depths of those blue eyes, thinking I must be the luckiest woman in the world, before smashing our lips together. He doesn't stumble or miss a stair at the distraction. I think it's a safe bet to say we both trust the other two to guide us to the room safely. Like I thought downstairs, I wouldn't really care if he decided to lay me down on the rug right here in the hallway. I just need to be close to them and have one of them inside of me right now.
I'm not even aware of where we are in the Keep nor where we're headed. I'm so concentrated on my mate that it isn't until I feel a soft mattress at my back that I realize we've made it somewhere.
"Are we going to be allowed to walk all over the kingdom naked when we get there?" I tease, running a hand down Zale's bare chest.
He and Zephyr chuckle as Zanthus actually cracks a smile himself and replies, "I'm truly beginning to wish I had mind reading abilities. Is this the kind of random thing you think about every time we're intimate, love?"
I catch his gaze and snicker. "Maybe, or it could be a lot worse." Slowly dragging my eyes down the front of his naked form, I pause dramatically on his cock already standing at attention and waggle my eyebrows playfully.
Zeph jumps onto the bed beside Zale and me, jostling us slightly as he drops his face to my left breast and captures the nipple between his lips. His breath fans against my skin as he murmurs, "I love the off topic questions, though, I must say I'm with my brother on this one. I'd love it even more to know what's always going on inside that beautiful crazy mind of yours, little siren. Don't squander the element of surprise."
The last is said with a quick scratch of his teeth across the already sensitive flesh, drawing a moan from me. I might have something interesting to tell them if my brain hadn't in fact sputtered to a stop. So I say the only thing I can think of at the moment. "Please."
"Please what, damselfish?" Zale asks, lowering his weight down.
"I want you," I sigh while sinking my fingers into his hair.
"Who do you want?" he pushes.
Dragging one hand down his jaw, I tell him easily, "You. And Zeph. And Zanthus. All of you." Apparently, I have no shame because I definitely don't feel it as the words flow out.
Zeph chuckles at my breast, making my belly do flips. "Mmm, our mate is a greedy little thing, eh brothers? Wanting all of us at once."
"Stop teasing her, Zephyr," Zanthus chastises while climbing atop the bed on our other side and knee walking to us.
As he leans down to claim my lips, letting those blond locks skim over my chest, Zale takes advantage of my distraction to nudge my legs further apart. I feel his cock sliding through my folds as Zanthus continues to ravage my mouth. With one hand now clutching Zeph closer and the other trapped between me and Zanthus, I'm completely at my three mates’ mercy. It's terrifying and amazing all at once. Zeph was right. I am ridiculously greedy because there's no place I'd rather be than right here in this moment with them.
It's plainly obvious their mutual ministrations have made me wet enough for Zale to ease himself right inside, but that doesn't stop me from squeezing his hips between my thighs. There are just so many sensations all at once that it's hard to focus on any one thing. Zanthus' sweeping tongue determined to leave no space untouched. Zephyr's suction and teasing scrapes at my breast. Zale slowly retreating only to plunge in deeper with every stroke. Then one of their hands makes its way between our bodies to where Zale and I are connected. I'm already so close that with the first couple of strokes, I'm sent over the edge so fast it has my back arching off the bed with a jumbled cry.
The pride of my three mates at having pleased me to the point of being lost in a dark abyss for a few moments is evident in the soft breath from each of them fanning across my warming skin as low sounds fills my ears. I've barely poked through the hazy bubble they've securely locked me in before Zale tenses above me then drops his entire weight down on me, pushing his brothers away in the process, much to their grumbling displeasure.
"Eskrya," he sighs in my ear. His tone makes me suspect it's a term of endearment, so I ask, hoping not to ruin the moment. "It means beloved," he tells me, lips constantly brushing across my skin.
Before I can steal another kiss from him, he's braced on his arms again and lifting himself away. I'd mourn the loss if it weren't for Zanthus immediately capturing my attention. My hand sinks into his hair as he hovers over me, dragging his tongue across one taunt nipple and then the other.
"Waiting all this time has been torture," he says as our gazes clash. "But it was well worth it, and I'd wait another hundred years if I had to for you."
Warm fuzzies spring to life in my chest at his words that have nothing to do with sex or the feeling of our bodies touching.
Of course, Zeph never misses a chance to find humor in any situation as he grins and adds, "Good thing for us, we don't have to wait since our beguiling, greedy, little mate is here in front of us."
"I'll show you greedy," I snap playfully. Neither he nor Zanthus are quick enough to stop me from twisting in their grasp. Shoving Zephyr on his back gently, I ignore the flash of gold in his eyes as I lean down to slip his cock between my lips. He groans as his head falls back with his lids dropping closed. The rapid rise and fall of his chest spur me on to move faster just to see how quickly I can push him to lose his mind. Unfortunately for that plan, not so much me, Zanthus chooses this moment to take my hips between his palms and lines himself up at my entrance. A small whine slips from me around Zeph, making him moan again.
My brutish mate takes his time pushing inside, drawing out another pleasure-filled mewl from me as I let my eyes drift closed while basking in the feeling of being trapped between the two of them. A feat Zephyr will have none of.
"Open those beautiful eyes, oh mate of mine," he demands softly. "I want to see them as I take my pleasure between these pretty lips."
True to his word, his thumb traces my bottom lip where it's wrapped around his cock. The molten gold in his irises shimmers until I feel it deep down in my soul. It's hard to break the connection, but I must know what happened to my other mate. Even if he did already have his moment in this thing we have working. Finding him lying back on the pillows and watching us is a shot of unfiltered lust straight into my core.
Zanthus lets out a shuddering breath behind me as my walls clench down on him. It drives him to pick up his pace until I'm rocking against Zephyr without much work involved on my part. All three of those bright-colored threads hum to life, sending a zing through my body. Even without the physical connection to Zale, ours isn't any duller than the others. As I feel Zeph tensing beneath me, those colorful cords seem to braid themselves together, wrapping mine in the middle.
Instinct demands I slam my eyes closed, but I want to watch my playful mer mate as I push him over into that same abyss I fell into earlier. It doesn't take long. He clenches a fist in the back of my hair as he arches his hips off the bed. I'm working on taking all that he has to offer down the back of my throat when Zanthus digs his fingers into my hips, jerking me back against him with a low groan. Both of my mates filling me the way they are sends me right over with them again.