Lienna.
I received treatment for all the bruises I had gotten from the training and ate food as well to regain some strength. But even as I rested, I knew – and the shifter kings knew – that the biggest effect of having to use the moon goddess’s powers was lurking just behind the scenes. And to be honest, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for how intense it was going to be, considering the amount of power I’d used during training.
But Caspian had promised to take care of me whenever it hit, so I had to trust him for now. I was in their tent, doing nothing in particular, while they went around working. Hermes and Adonis were busy with their duties, their faces serious, but Caspian would occasionally glance at me, his eyes filled with concern.
By early evening, it began. My body started to itch, my skin beginning to crawl as my temperature increased. I tensed my muscles, trying to put it under control, but it was impossible. The itching grew worse, and I found myself scratching intermittently, seeking relief. Waves of heat crashed through me, leaving me breathless and flushed. Sweat started to gather on my forehead.
I shifted uncomfortably, feeling restless. My heart pounded, and my senses grew more acute. Every sound outside the tent seemed amplified. I could feel my pulse racing, my skin burning.
I prayed they wouldn’t notice, but that was impossible. Their hawk-like gazes settled on me the moment I began to show signs of distress. Hermes was the first to react, a glint sparking in his eyes as he dropped the miniatures he was holding, leaning forward with an unnerving intensity.
“Your getting restless, aren’t you?” he asked, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.
I blushed, shocked at how much his tone affected me. Caspian and Adonis exchanged knowing glances before focusing on me, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity.
Lowering my head, fighting the urge to tear my clothes off my burning body, I muttered a pitiful, “yes.”
Hermes cocked his head to the side, his gaze piercing. “Then why are you staying so far away? Shouldn’t you be on your way here?” he asked, his voice dripping with seduction.
I opened my mouth to speak, mortification filling me. “But this is different. We’re outside in the forest, surrounded by so many people. What if they…”
Hermes cut me off, his voice low and husky. “The soldiers know better than to listen in. Even if they did, who cares? It’s been one of my fantasies to have you in the open anyway.”
My blush deepened, and I felt my heart race. The thought of being in my vulnerable in front of him, in front of everyone, was terrifying yet tantalizing.
“Now, come here,” Hermes ordered in a growl, his tone commanding.
His words sent a shiver down my spine. I hesitated, unsure if I could surrender to this primal urge.
Caspian and Adonis watched, their faces neutral, but their eyes betrayed a hint of excitement.
With a deep breath, I rose, my legs trembling. Hermes’s gaze never left mine, drawing me in with an irresistible pull.
As I stepped closer, the heat emanating from my body seemed to intensify, and Hermes’s eyes flashed with desire.
“Lienna,” he whispered, his voice a gentle caress.
I closed the distance between us, my heart pounding in my chest. Hermes’s eyes never left mine, burning with an intensity that made my skin prickle.
As I reached him, he grasped my wrist, pulling me into his lap. I gasped, feeling the heat from his body envelop me. I let out a sigh, fluttering my eyes shut. He feels good. Fuck.
A low rumble began in Hermes throat as he began to caress my skin, his touch a soothing balm to my burning body. “Relax,” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. “Let go.”
His hands began to roam, gentle strokes that soothed my frazzled nerves. I gasped when he slipped his hands beneath my tunic, trembling as his fingers inched up my belly till they were cupping the underside of my breastsbreasts, gently kneading them.
I couldn’t help but lean in, craving more. The itching, the burning, began to subside, replaced by a different kind of heat. One that spread through my veins, pooling in my belly.
Hermes’s lips trailed down my neck, his tongue tracing patterns that made me shiver. “You’re so responsive,” he said, his voice a seductive whisper. I bit my lips when he tweaked my nipples, my core starting to throb as soft sounds of pleasure escaped my lips, my hips moving on their own accord.
Heavens, I was going to be shameless tonight. Hermes chuckled, pressing kisses all over my shoulders, neck and cheeks, his hands on my breasts teasing and groping. Adonis and Caspian still remained on their seats, their eyes already darkened with lust and desire, tension radiating off them in waves.
Unable to take their intense stares, I found myself calling for them. “Don’t just sit there… ” I gasped out, struggling to concentrate at the onslaught of sensations I was experiencing with Hermes. “Help me out, I feel like I’m loosing my mind.” I rushed out, my inhibitions lowered.
Just then, Hermes tore of my clothes, letting my breasts spill out and rendering my upper body naked for their eyes. Adonis visibly swallowed before standing up like a man bewitched, stalking his way towards me. I looked up at him, my heart racing in anticipation as he lowered himself, claiming my lips with his.
I moaned into his mouth, reveling in the feel of his petal soft yet firm lips against mine. Adonis groaned, deepening the kiss, his tongue caressing and exploring every crevice in my mouth, while Hermes hands continued to caress my boyfriend, fanning the flames that burned beneath my skin, sparks flying through my body. Adonis helped me get rid of my leggings, leaving me stark naked in between them.
It felt like I was going to lose my mind, my body already attuned to them. Grabbing a hold of Hermes hands, I brought it between my thighs, whimpering as his fingers began to skirt just above that throbbing nub.
With a nip on my shoulder, Hermes began to touch me there and I jerked upwards, almost catapulting off my skin. I tore my lips away from Adonis own, unintelligible words tumbling out of my mouth as pleasure crashed through me.
“Oh gods… Yes! Yes, yes. It feels good!” I blubbered, Hermes slender fingers rubbing my sensitive folds, spreading my wetness all over, the scent of my musk thick in the air.
“So impatient.. ” Hermes growled, teasing me to the point of madness, the wet, erotic sounds emanating from there causing my ears to burn. “Is the fever burning that high?” He asked, and I nodded, unable to speak.
He slipped a finger into my wet heat and I shivered, my walls clenching around him, sucking him in even deeper. A snarl tore from Adonis lips and I threw my head back, leaning against Hermes as he pushed in another finger, stretching me. With dazed eyes, I watched Adonis claim my lips again, his hands groping my breasts, tweaking my taut nipples.
He began to move his fingers, pistoning in and out of me and I moaned into Adonis mouth, clasping around Hermes fingers. When Adonis squeezed my breast, I gasped, my toes curling in delight. At their insistent touches, I received my first orgasm, coming apart on Hermes thighs and fingers, my insides clenching and unclenching around his digits. My breathing ragged, I hoped that the orgasm would stop the need flowing through me but was shocked to realise the flames only burned brighter. Hades, I wanted more.
So much more.