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“Remember, once he’s within range, pop up the barrier and activate the spell,” Coffey explained for the hundredth time, as if I were an idiot who had never done a spell before. “The spell will tie him to you. Then you’ll be transported to the location where you created the doorway, and then automatically to Faerie. He’ll have no choice but to go with you.”
“And in doing this, we also destroy his spell, making all his work useless,” I said. “I already know this. I don’t need you telling me this again and again.”
“I’m nervous.”
“We all are,” I said into the mouthpiece. “If we fail at this, there’s no telling what will happen.”
“We know what will happen, the human species will be wiped out. So will the fae population. Any living thing will be wiped out.” Coffey was on the verge of going on a rant again.
“Dr. Coffey,” I said, breaking his momentum before he really got going. I smoothed out my voice, softening it. “This is going to work. Tonight, we will be victorious.”
That calmed him down instantly.
“I’m going to walk around again,” I said. “Let me know when he trips one of your sensors. Berry, stay here.”
I am with you.
“Berry, please. I need this.”
He stopped moving and stared at me for a long moment before going back to his spot.
Do not get hurt.
I snorted. The way he said that made it sound like I had a choice in it.
We were in a small empty parking lot tucked away between buildings. It was a joint lot used for the employees of the local businesses that boxed it in. It was also a location that was sure to wreck Laikynn’ spell so it’d never work.
I walked through the alley and onto the other side. If Laikynn got close, I’d have enough time to slip back into position.
Shoving my hands in my pockets, I walked around the block. It was quiet. Granted, off in the distance were the clear sounds of city nightlife, with cabs honking, cars screeching, and blaring sirens, but where I was, it was calm.
A calm for before the storm.
I sensed the three of them as I turned the corner.
“You guys are supposed to be in position,” I called out. They stepped out from the shadows with grim expressions.
“You mean where we’re only allowed to watch as you disappear from our lives again?” Jason asked.
“I don’t want to go through this again,” I whispered. “It isn’t going to change.”
Foster stepped forward and plucked the earpiece away from me.
“Hey!” I tried to get it back, but he already tucked it away in his pocket.
“Relax,” he said. “I’m still listening. We have time.”
“Doesn’t mean he can’t show up in the next five minutes. Do you know what you’re risking?”
“We know exactly what we are risking,” Waylon spoke, his intense gaze digging into me, telling me that it was me and only me.
“We can’t let you go so easily, don’t ask us to,” Jason said.
“Give us this at least. I’d say you owe us that,” Foster added. The three of them came closer until we were all crowded together with me in the middle.
I sighed, loving that they were so close to me. I wanted to purr in satisfaction. The fae part of me was grinning big, ready to attack all three.
Jason moved first, claiming my lips with his. His kiss was hard and passionate, his desperation in the way his lips moved against mine. He was practically tongue-fucking my mouth.
Waylon went for my pants, not surprising me as he got them unbuckled and down, along with my underwear. Foster stepped behind me, taking my weight as Waylon took my shoes off and then my clothes.
“Now would be the time to use that convenient magic of yours and make yourself naked,” Jason said against my lips.
“I’d rather not.”
“So be it.” That came from Foster. Jason disappeared long enough for Foster to get my shirt off. He did it in one smooth movement, leaving the quiet night air to cool my heated skin. I stood before them in only my bra.
We were in public. I should have cared, should have been wary of anyone nearby seeing or hearing. But it was Jason, Waylon, and Foster. And they were right, after this, it was goodbye. That thought alone nearly choked me up, but Jason noticed my wayward thoughts and put them to a stop with another breathtaking kiss.
Jason pushed me back until I was flush against Foster, who had no trouble taking all my weight. One of Foster’s hands went to my breast while the other hooked one of my thighs and lifted my leg. Jason moved to the side, letting Waylon kneel down in front of me.
Oh boy. My brain short-circuited as Waylon kissed up my thigh before reaching the most intimate part of me. He blew against me, causing me to shiver and let out a small whine, almost begging for me. Then he pressed his mouth against me and expertly pushed me into a frenzy.
Jason swallowed my moans as we kissed, our tongues dancing together. Foster lit my skin on fire as he kneaded my breast, sensitizing them to the cold air as my nipples peaked.
My orgasm hit hard, traveling through my body and exploding outward as the guys held me up. They shifted around enough for Foster to claim my lips as Jason moved between me. He wrapped my legs around him and entered me slowly, stretching me around his member.
“Damn, your body is still feeling that orgasm. I can tell with the way you wrap around me.” Jason began thrusting, finding his rhythm. My lower stomach tightened as another orgasm began to grow.
The three of them worked together to work my body over, making sure all of me felt them in every single spot. Waylon sucked on my breast while playing with the other. Foster fucked my mouth with his, all while Jason moved inside of me in a rhythm that had me clenching around him.
They were so easily able to draw out the second orgasm, leaving me a squirming mess between them.
Foster chuckled before he turned me around and hoisted me up. He impaled me before I fully came down, driving my orgasm out as I clenched around him hard, scratching at his body for daring to make me feel like this. I had no control over my body as he began thrusting, moving his hips and hitting me so impossibly deep that I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to walk afterward.
They were making sure I was going to feel them long after I was gone.
“Don’t think about anything but us,” Foster said.
“How can I when all I can feel is you guys,” I gasped out.
He smiled, kissing me before Waylon took more off my weight, making it easier for Foster to move faster inside of me. Waylon ground himself against my butt, as he reached down and played with me.
“We’re going to make sure you’ll never be able to forget us,” Jason said and then kissed me hard.
Silly man. I never forgot about them. Ever. They were the sole reason I was able to survive in Faerie.
Foster grunted as he found his release, and by the way Waylon’s body shuddered behind me, I knew he did too.
After that, it was only intimate touches as they refused to let me go and I wasn’t exactly ready to leave them either. By the time we were done, it wasn’t even close to enough, but reality was too close to ignore.
They helped me get cleaned up and get dressed, kissing me as they put my clothes back on. My body was missing them, my hands aching to keep touching them.
This sucked. It really sucked. My lip came out in a pout.
Jason winked as he lowered my shirt over my head
“Back to work,” I whispered, blinking back tears. This was the end of our final moment together. Never looking away, his eyes dark and intense, Jason pulled my shirt down slowly over my chest, his knuckles trailing across my sensitive skin, making me shiver.
Foster’s lips trailed along my neck, searing me with his heat.
“Back to work,” Waylon whispered, paying too much attention to his shirt as he pulled it on.
Foster stilled for a long beat before pulling away. “We need to go. He’s coming.”
I grabbed my earpiece from Foster and popped it back in as he helped to fix my pants. “Where is he?” I asked.
“Welcome back,” Coffey said. I expected to hear sarcasm or bitterness in his voice. Instead, I got amusement from him. “He’s at the second point check. You don’t have long to get back into position.”
“Going now.” After making sure I was put together, I ran to my spot. Tension thrummed through my body, taking away the high I got from being taken care of by the three people I loved the most.
I made sure everything was set and forced my nerves away. I was Queen Joslyn Naevana, and Laikynn was only a criminal. He was going to be taken back and dealt with. There was no other option. Berry pressed against me, letting me know he was ready too.
It didn’t take long for Laikynn to appear. His clothes were rumpled, his hair disheveled, and his expression was thunderous. Oh yeah, we had definitely gotten his attention. Before he got a chance to attack me right away, I concocted a barrier. It was meant to bring him closer to me, in range to bind him to me.
Laikynn’s lip curled up in disgust before he growled and charged forward. No words needed to be exchanged. He knew what was at risk and that desperation drove him toward the barrier and into my trap.
Despite the ward, the air around me shimmered, feeling the pressure of his magic.
I swore the ground shook with each step that he took. The veins in his body were popped out, eyes slitted with a deadly gleam that should have had me running.
Pushing more magic into the ward to prepare for impact, I stilled and even smirked at the bastard. His eyes sparked with his rage as he slammed into the ward and sealed his fate.
The spell hidden underneath the layer activated. Another ward, blood-based and powerful, slammed up behind him, keeping the two of us in. No fae was going to be able to cross the barrier, the magic in their blood working against them.
Laikynn whirled around and then glared at me, his nose flaring as he realized what was going on and his fury broke loose. He rammed into the barrier between us again, causing it to shimmer. It held but barely.
Needing to push him completely over, I took out the vial and gave it a little shake, drawing his attention to it. His eyes were narrowed into small slits, and I thought I heard thunder in the distance despite tonight being clear.
He charged again, face wild, eyes practically glowing with magic. He had to have juiced himself up with magic before coming. This was going to hurt. The moment he slammed into the ward, I activated the final part of the spell. He had also unleashed all his magic into a focused punch that broke the barrier.
He slammed into me, his elbow connecting with my ribs. I grunted as we fell back, him on top of me. After wrapping his hands around my throat, squeezing with everything he had, he said, “You think you’ll win.”
I laughed. I had already won, but I couldn’t exactly tell him that with his hands wrapped around my throat. It was over for him. Finally.
As the spell locked us together, forcing him to still, grip loosening, there was a little ripple through the ward. I refused to look away from Laikynn as the spell settled.
His eyes widened as he realized he’d lost control over himself. The asshole was mine.
“I have already won,” I rasped out. “Say goodbye, Laikynn. You’re going to be lucky if you’re still breathing once Faerie deals with you.”
For once, real fear entered his eyes, and I loved it, practically basked in it.
“Josie.”
I whipped around to look at the source of the voice. Jason’s familiar deep male voice that was too close. All three of them stood there.
Foster. Jason. Waylon. And behind them was the shimmering ward meant to transport anyone inside of it.
“No!”
The spell finished activating and we transported. The pain of being moved from one location to another was nothing against the pain in my soul at seeing the guys within the spell. A human’s body wasn’t meant to be transported. There was a high risk that it’d tear them apart and not put them back as they should be.
We landed at the location that I used to get to the human realm and the transport spell was activated instantly. I had only a moment.
I jumped up and plowed into them, wrapping them with my magic and holding on as tightly as I could. Different hands touched me and we were all in contact when we were moved to Faerie.
All of them forced their way into Faerie. The only place I never wanted them to be, and despite being the queen, I wasn’t so sure I’d be able to keep them unharmed.
