Into the Ashes [The Arcadians 2] (29 page)

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