any further damage to himself or others.
His mates were the only ray of sunlight on an otherwise bleak day. Ra wasn’t worried about other members of his pantheon’s failure to show up for his celebration. He doubted Seth told anyone about his mates – his hatred of them clear even if Ra didn’t understand why the man felt that way. Seth hadn’t even taken the time to get to know Kirill or Arvyn, he just hated them on sight. I just don’t understand.
So now, all Ra wanted was to lose himself in his mates. He was still in his godly form, not that his size seemed to be causing any problems for either of the men he’d been claimed by. Kirill had jumped on him the moment their backs hit the bed, his hands (sans claws) tracing every one of Ra’s hot spots, while his lips were devouring Ra’s like a man possessed and his cock was rubbing up against Ra’s hip.
Arvyn had his own agenda, his mouth encasing Ra’s cock, his head bobbing up and down. Ra groaned as Arvyn’s fingers breached him, and he quickly thought about lube. His mates were used to his magical prep by now. Although, Arvyn made a noise of surprise as his fingers suddenly found little resistance as they pushed up against Ra’s hole.
Yes, I’m in my bigger form. I don’t look like your lovable twink right now, but I still need – I need you both to possess me. Flinging his legs wide open, Ra hoped his mates got the message. He clung to Kirill’s shoulders, tugging his mate closer, his hands running down his vampire’s broad back to knead his ass.
Arvyn pulled off Ra’s cock with a pop, and Ra moaned against Kirill’s lips in protest. Every nerve ending was on fire and he felt like he was going to split out of his skin. But then Arvyn’s weight was against his back, tilting Ra to one side. Ra went willingly, his body resting on Kirill’s who’d moved to accommodate them both.
Kirill cupped his head, his fingers pressing in his hair as he rained kisses across Ra’s cheeks, his jaw and neck. Ra panted as he felt the blunt end of Arvyn’s cock against his hole. He pushed back, needing the possession, needing to be filled, but Kirill pulled him forward again, stopping Arvyn’s penetration. “Do you trust us, beloved?” Kirill’s eyes were flashing red, his mouth an angry slash against his dark scruff.
“Always.” Ra didn’t know what his mates were planning but he didn’t care. Kirill rolled until his back was firmly on the mattress, and Ra went with him. He went to sit up, happy to sit on Kirill’s cock if Arvyn was busy, but Kirill’s hands on his butt had him scooting up enough, so that Kirill could curl his hips up. Ra felt the nudge of Kirill’s cock demanding entrance and he allowed it, moaning as he felt the wide head breach him.
Once again Ra tried to sit up, and Kirill allowed it, but only halfway. Arvyn was back, at his back, his fingers tracing up and down Ra’s crack. When they circled his widened hole, Ra groaned, pushing out as Arvyn’s finger pushed in.
“Can you do it?” Arvyn’s hair brushed against Ra’s tingling shoulders as his words whispered in his ear. “Can you take us both?”
All Ra could do was moan, bearing down on Arvyn’s fingers. He wanted it, by all that was holy, he wanted that more than he could breathe.
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Arvyn wasn’t a mind reader and apart from when he was in his wolf form, he’d never tried to communicate with his mates mentally, relying on mood shifts across their bond to keep him aware of what was going on. But whether it was because Ra was still in his godly form, or because they were on another realm, or maybe Arvyn was just more open to receiving messages with his wolf still pumped from the fight with Seth. Whatever it was, Arvyn heard Ra’s pleas to be possessed. He could feel the tension in his mate’s larger frame, feel that urge to fly apart. And when Kirill’s suggestion whispered through his mind as he eased his way into Ra’s body… he could take both of us in this form… Arvyn’s cock leapt at the suggestion.
And now as he looked down, watching where his second finger joined his first, stretching Ra’s hole that was already tight around Kirill’s wide cock, his length bobbed in anticipation.