breast, lapping at the wound. He
gathered her close, holding her to him
as the last spurt of his cum shot into
her. He breathed a sigh of relief.
She was finally his.
His mate, to protect and love.
Utter contentment filled him as they
lay together, their hearts beating in
sync, as one.
Concern had him pulling to look at
her as he felt her body go limp
beneath him. He smiled down at her
as he saw the satisfied grin on her
face. “Are you okay, little one?”
“I’m not sure,” she purred. “I think
you might have fucked me to death.”
Tristan chuckled then gritted his
teeth as the movement caused his
cock to harden inside her tight
channel again.
“Oh no, big boy,” she said with a
laugh. “I need a time out.”
He slowly pulled out of her,
picking her up to cradle her limp
body in his arms and sunk further into
the water, cleansing her with loving
strokes of his large hands. He
watched her little pink tongue slide
over her teeth and barely held back a
groan at the sight.
“How come my fangs disappear
and yours don’t?” Raven asked.
Tristan ran his tongue over his own
fangs as he pondered her question,
his hands never stilling as he stroked
her soft skin simply enjoying touching
her.
“I do not know. Perhaps it is part of
the conversion you went through that
your fangs only appear when you
want to bond with one of your
mates?”
She thought for a moment then
laughed. His hands stilled as he
looked at her in confusion. She
waved a hand weakly at him and
chuckled again. “I’m glad I don’t
have them all the time, and you
should be too or there is no way any
of you would be asking for blow
jobs.”
Tristan frowned at her. “Blow
jobs?”
“Want me to suck your cock with
my fangs dropped?” She smirked at
him.
He winced. “Nay. Although, I am
just glad that you have them. The
feeling of you drinking from me was
like nothing I’ve ever known.”
He brushed his lips against hers,
wanting to show her the tenderness
that he felt for her. “Thank you for
this gift. It is your beauty that first
captivated me, but it is your fierce
determination and gentle heart that
has made me love you. There will be
no other for me, not in this lifetime or
the next.”
Raven sighed happily. “Thank you
for making my first time wonderful.
And if those two perverts watching
brought me food, maybe I’ll let them
join in the fun for round two.”
Chapter Thirteen
“We did not mean to interrupt.”
Tristan snorted as Savitar and
Kadan entered the clearing, both of
them wearing a sheepish smile.
Kadan was carrying a large bag, and
from the smell of it, he had indeed
brought food with him. Savitar
carried a wooden box in his hands.
He set the box down on the blanket
then turned toward the pool with his
hands on his hips.
“Are we too early?” he asked, not
in the least bit sorry.
“Aye, go away,” Tristan growled,
but his smirk took the sting out of his
words.
Feeling
rejuvenated,
Raven
scrambled out of the pool and took a
running leap into Kadan’s arms. He
dropped the bag just in time to catch
her, laughing as he twirled around in
a circle. “It seems our mate does not
mind that we came to save her from
your sorry self, brother.” He kissed
her gently, his glowing eyes bright
with happiness. “Hello, sweetling.”
She grinned at him. “Hi. Sorry, I
got you all wet.”
“You may greet me like this any
time,” he said then raised a brow.
“Perverts are we?”
“Yep,” she said with a laugh then
wiggled out of his arms and slowly
walked over until she was standing in
front of Savitar. She rose up on her
tiptoes to kiss him and he leaned
down to meet her. She felt the kiss
rock Savitar’s soul, just like it did
her. He growled into her mouth as his
tongue mated with hers. She pulled
back to wrap her arms around his
waist and snuggled in against his
chest, simply enjoying his embrace.
Using his finger, he lifted her face
to his. “You look happy.”
“I am happy. My three very
handsome mates make me happy.”
Savitar’s gaze flickered down to
the torque around her neck and he felt
a surge of possessive hunger sweep
through him so strong it almost
brought him to his knees. “You are
wearing our mating torque.”
Raven lifted a hand to trace along
the necklace. “I am, and I love it. But
just to let you know, I expect all of
you to wear one so the whole world
knows you belong to me, too.”
“We will gladly wear your symbol,
mate,” Kadan growled as he pressed
up against her back, letting her feel
his erection poking at her through his
leather pants. “There are three gold
torques in the box for you to place
around our necks.”
Raven’s eyes widened then shifted
down to the wooden box at their feet.
“You brought them here?”
“Aye.” Savitar looked at his
brothers nervously. “We hoped…”
“We
hoped
that
you
would
complete the mating ritual with us,”
Kadan said as he walked over. “But
it is your choice. We can wait. Either
way, you can still claim us with the
mating torques if you are ready to
take that step.”
Raven knew she was ready.
No
longer
conflicted,
Raven
embraced her new life and was ready
for everything that came with being
an Arcadian. Never one to back
down from a challenge, she wanted
them to wear the symbols of their
mating, to be their partner and their
queen.
Her thoughts scattered as she was
distracted by the droplets of water
sliding down Tristan’s golden skin
and eight-pack abs as he stood before
her, naked. All of her mates had
amazing bodies, built with heavy
muscle, and she was eternally
grateful that all of that eye candy
belonged to her. Her eyes trailed
down to see Tristan’s long, thick
cock was rapidly filling from her
attention.
Just
looking
at
his
magnificent form had her wishing he
was still inside her, their limbs
entwined.
Tristan let out a groan. “You cannot
think that and expect me to be able to
control myself.”
Kadan picked the wooden box up
and opened it so Raven could see
three thick gold torques inside with a
large ironstone embedded in the
center of each. “Will you claim us
with the mating torques and enter
fully into our mating?”
Raven realized she was standing in
the middle of her three mates bare-
ass
naked
and
didn’t
feel
embarrassed
or
uncomfortable.
Instead, she felt free from the
restrictions she had placed on herself
when she had always been careful to
keep her guard up. This is what it felt
like to trust someone completely. To
leave herself vulnerable and know,
without a doubt, that the ones she
loved would keep her safe. She liked
their heated gazes focused on her.
She could feel their desire for her
through their bond and it made her
feel powerful.
It made her feel loved.
Her body already healed from her
first anal excursion, she couldn’t
think of a reason not to complete the
mating ritual with them right here,
right now. “Yes,” she said with a
smile. “I want to fully mate with
you.”
Tristan picked up his pants as
Savitar and Kadan began to kneel,
but she shook her head. “Wait. Strip
first.”
Kadan’s eyes widened. “You want
us to do this naked?”
“Our little mate seems to have a
wicked streak,” Savitar purred.
“Why not?” Raven asked with a
grin. She raised her arms above her
head and spun, making all three of
her mates groan with lust.
“The sun feels fantastic.” She
paused, lowering her arms to her
sides and frowned up at the sky.
“Wait a minute…Uncle Silas, you
better not be watching us right now!”
Tristan choked on a laugh as he
threw his pants back down on the
ground. “If he is, he sure got an
eyeful a little while ago.”
Savitar and Kadan’s jaws dropped.
“Uncle Silas?”
“Yeah, I sort of forgot to mention
that part earlier,” Raven said
sheepishly.
“She was claimed as kin by the
God of the Sun and the Goddess of
the Moons when they shared their
blood with her to complete the
conversion,” Tristan explained.
“You have the blood of the Gods
running through you?” Savitar asked,
incredulously.
“We are doomed,” Kadan groaned.
She rolled her eyes then gestured to
her mates with a finger. “Okay,
clothes off. I want to give each of you
your torque then we are going to do
the mating ritual in the pool like we
are supposed to. Even if I am exempt
from the ritual, I want to do it right.”
Feeling like the pagan goddess
Kadan had named her, she watched
as Savitar and Kadan took off their
clothing.
Damn, this was better than any strip
show she could have imagined.
When her mates were naked, she
felt her body heat with need at the
sight of their beautiful bodies. They
were identical, except for Savitar
being slightly bigger than the other
two. Still, she could tell them apart
blindfolded.
Their
enormous
erections slapped against their rock-
hard abs as they turned to face her.
She could feel their throbbing need
for her pulse through their bond,
heightening her own desire.
“Okay, what do I have to do now?”
Surprise flickered through her as
all three men went to one knee in
front of her, all of them looking at her
with serious expressions. Savitar
reached into the box and held out the
first torque to her. She took it in her
hands, looking down at the gold
torque.
It was more than just a necklace.
It was a symbol of belonging.
She could feel the need Savitar had
to belong to her as she belonged to
them. He was the oldest of her mates
and the first of them that she had
fallen in love with. He was a
warrior, strong and sure, but inside
where only she and his brothers
could see, he had a sensitive heart
that
she
would
protect
with
everything she had. There was a
special connection between them.
They both knew the pain of feeling
alone, even in a crowd. He was her
partner and her gentle giant. She
knew he would always use his
enormous strength to shield her from
harm and would always remain by
her side.
Raven placed the torque around
Savitar’s neck, watching his glowing
eyes burn with emotion as she
fastened the clasp.
Savitar solemnly placed a fist over
his heart, never once looking away
from her. “I claim you as my mate,
for all time. I vow to shield you with
my body, surround you with my love,
and to always provide whatever you
may need. I will love you until the
very last breath leaves my body, then
beyond, into the afterlife.”
Tears filled Raven’s eyes as he
finished his vow. She cupped his
beloved face in her hands and
pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “I love
you, Savitar,” she whispered.
She could sense the intensity of his