Denying Ecstasy (The Guardians of the Realms Series) Page 2

  Admittedly, some had been out for the blood of the sleeping Gods, and he didn’t fucking blame them. He wanted to kill the majority of the bastards as well, but the Creators had forbidden any harm to come to their sons and daughters, no matter how fucked up the assholes had been. Damn, they’d nearly destroyed humanity and the Immortal races in their madness. He mentally shook his head, sending the bastards to take a nap was not a fitting punishment, nowhere near what they’d deserved for their crimes. The Creators assured them that the Gods would be needed one day. Dorian just didn’t see how they could ever be needed for good.

  The exile happened long centuries ago. In his opinion, Drake needed to ease up on some of the paranoia. The majority of the Immortals had settled into their lives, accepting the fact that Tetartos was their home. He mentally shook his head that Drake hadn’t seen that. The Guardians kept the Immortals well supplied with different goods from Earth Realm, giving them trade options and entertainments.

  A quick strike landed against his stomach while he was distracted with thoughts that didn’t matter. His breath left in a rush; he righted himself quickly and spun before another hit landed. Cahal flashed a grin in his direction, obviously pleased with himself. Dorian chuckled.

  It was time to end it. He was ready to find some female entertainment for the night. He was sure his brother and sister had shit to do as well. He’d dragged the fight out long enough for Cahal.

  He winked at Brianne, and she grinned brightly back.

  His fist hit Cahal’s jaw, sending the male just shy of the metal spikes. The sharp metal surrounding them added a bit of danger that got the observers off. He’d made sure to hit just hard enough to knock the male out, but not hard enough to send him flying into the spikes.

  He only impaled the assholes that deserved to be skewered. There had been more than a few that met the spikes for pissing him off. Some behavior was not tolerated by him and his brethren, and the inhabitants of Tetartos were well educated on those rules. It was his duty as a Guardian to make sure the weaker were not mistreated; if he ever saw that happening, getting speared would be the nicest part of the punishment he’d mete out. If they dared harm one of the mortal Mageia that agreed to live in the Realm, they could only hope to face him rather than suffer the wrath of his sister Guardian Sirena. He repressed a smirk at that. He loved his sisters, but they were ruthless and had no problem kicking any ass they felt needed it.

  With the match over, and Cahal slowly shaking off his short nap, Dorian listened to the mixture of cheers and angry roars filling the air. Those who’d lost bets weren’t nearly as loud as the ones who’d obviously won. He looked around and saw hot looks from the females and pissed-off glares from some of the males. It had been a longer fight than most, but many were still unhappy that it was over. He was more interested in choosing who to fuck than what they thought.

  He never engaged in the normal festivities. The night generally ended in fucking in the middle of the ring. A prize would be offered up. There were those that bet or offered up their females to the winner. It was a common practice that generally ended with wild orgies under moon and firelight. He could already scent the arousal and anticipation in the air. His was the last fight of the night, so there would be no stopping the revelry, but the crowd was aware he would not take part. He may be one of the more reckless of his brothers, but he wasn’t stupid enough to put himself in a vulnerable situation in front of so many Immortals, even if he thought Drake was over the top with his edicts on that shit.

  He was fine picking a female or two to enjoy his victory where he wouldn’t be risking Drake’s bad attitude. He smirked to himself.

  He saw Brianne smile and finger wave as Conn shook his head. They were both gone, teleporting away in the blink of an eye. Always knowing him well enough to know what he’d be doing after his bout.

  Dorian’s cock was starting to twitch at the delectable scent of wet pussy and pheromones beginning to fill the night air. It was heady. An enticing combination of scents, with so many races in attendance. Immortals as a whole liked to fuck, and each scent differed in some edible way or another. To remain in prime condition, they usually required sex as much as they needed to feed from the world’s energies. He bet many would be getting their fill that night, he planned to. He just needed to find a female or two out of the crowd.

  He heard Cahal approaching. Turning, he saw the big male rubbing his jaw and scowling. He chuckled at his friend and clapped him on the back as they walked through the now open gate. The usually sociable male sported a sour look. “Bastard,” Cahal grumbled.

  The crowd parted for them to make their way through. He was just about to respond when he caught Calista’s scent. He turned, and the seductive blonde was giving him a heated look that promised a good night ahead. She had the sultry silver eyes of an Aletheia, a race well known for their sexual excess and she was no exception. The bad part being she was a bitch, which accounted for the months between fucking. Spending too much time in her presence grated on his nerves. She would do for a night, but nothing more. She had two good things going for her. The first was her enjoyment of females and males alike. One female usually wasn’t enough to fully satiate his needs. He also liked to share with Cahal or one of his brothers if the mood struck. Options were something he enjoyed. Calista’s other redeeming quality was her eagerness to have her ass filled hard, that thought alone made his dick stand at attention.

  “Dorian.” She nearly purred as she slid her small hands over his bare chest. She was dressed to entice. He’d never seen her otherwise. Tonight she wore a tight dress of blue that hugged her sleek curves. The top was cut deep to show her shadowy cleavage. Two slits at the sides were so high they nearly reached her waist. She had a nice tight ass that he liked to hold on to while he fucked her hard from behind.

  “Calista.” He acknowledged with a nod. “Your place?” He made no attempt at small talk. That was not what she came to him for. Since he would never take her to any place of his, her home was their usual destination. He only trusted her enough to fuck her; allowing her in his space would never happen.

  “Not yet, lover. I have something dirty planned.” Her eyes flashed, and he saw a raven-haired, dark-skinned Kairos teleport in near her. Another Aletheia female with bright red hair and silver eyes reformed with the Kairos.

  “I feel in the mood for a show and some variety,” she whispered, and his cock pulsed. Calista was an enjoyable lover, and he hadn’t set his sights on another.

  He looked to his friend. “Are you heading out now, or did you want to join us?”

  The redhead looked up at the big Hippeus, and her silver eyes swirled with interest. He smelled her heat, and he watched the male flash a wicked smile in the female’s direction. “Home can wait.”

  “My place.” Calista’s eyes flashed for a split second.

  He frowned at the odd response. She was always up for adding another dick to the mix. He honestly didn’t give a shit if she had other plans, he did as he pleased, and she was easily replaced. He looked down at her and cocked a brow, challenging her to make her decision. She smiled brightly before placing her small hands on his bicep, expecting him to teleport her away. He assumed the dark Kairos would teleport the redhead. Kairos were the only race whose sole power was teleportation. They provided transportation to the others throughout the Realms for a fee. The Creators gifted all Guardians with the ability, so he grabbed onto Cahal’s arm as Calista snuggled into his side. They were air one moment before reforming in front of her place in the city of Efcharistisi.

  The home was built atop a cliff overlooking the sea. They entered through an ornamental iron gate that led to a pool. His senses didn’t pick up anyone there other than them and the sweet scent of the flowers that bloomed near the path leading to the water he sought. The Kairos and redhead reformed a few feet away and walked in just ahead of him. Once they neared the pool, Dorian slipped off his confining pants and dove in. As a Nereid, he loved gliding through the liquid,
letting it cover his skin. He felt more at home enveloped in its soft caress than anywhere else. His muscles instantly relaxed. He wouldn’t shift in the small pool, but his skin tingled with the desire to let his beast free. No, he only needed a quick swim to get the dirt and blood of the rings off his skin. He felt the water move, Cahal likely entering to clean up as well. He heard a slight screech and grinned under the water. Knowing his friend, the redhead had likely been carried in to the water as well.

  The temperature beneath the surface was cool. It felt perfect against his heated skin. His head and chest broke free of the water, and he pushed his short blond hair off his face. Judging from the heated look on Calista’s face, his eyes were near glowing from being within his element. She loved fucking him in the water, got off watching that change. Several times she’d begged him to fuck her in his beast form, but that was something that didn’t appeal to him in the slightest.

  “Such a sexy male?” he heard Calista muse to the Kairos, who also stared as he stepped back out of the water. He cocked a brow. Was he some prized beast to be inspected?

  He looked over and saw Cahal pushing the redhead’s naked body up against the side of the pool. Their hair was wet, and Cahal wasn’t paying attention to anything but the full tits he was sucking on. The female’s head had fallen back over the stone, and her keening rose above the splashing from each thrust of the male’s big body.

  Cahal joined him whenever the mood struck, and the redhead in his arms had definitely caught his friend’s attention.

  Dorian rolled his shoulders before focusing on the other two females. Though the water relaxed him some, he was still wired and ready to bury his cock. Calista had already undressed and was helping the dark-haired Kairos do the same. Her pouty lips were trailing down the other female’s neck as her hands moved to unfasten the black dress that clung to the Kairos’ taut curves. There was a bed set up on the patio. Calista was always hoping someone would see her fucking. She loved an audience, but in reality her neighbors were a ways off, closer to the city center.

  The dress fell in a pile on the ground as Calista seductively prowled around the other female. Her pale skin slid up against the Kairos’ bronze body. She lifted her small palms and caressed the other female’s heavy breasts. The Kairos was an attractive female. All of her kind seemed to have an aloof beauty. Calista pushed the heavy tits together, the brown nipples pulled tight, and he could smell both females’ arousal. Tanned hips pushed back.

  “Doesn’t she have fuckable breasts, Dorian?” Calista said, peeking from around the other female.

  “She does,” he agreed while walking naked toward the two. Water clung to his skin, and the warm night air blew against him. It felt especially good against his hard dick, which had gotten stiffer with every step.

  Silver and black eyes tracked his movements while Calista’s pale hands roved down until one had inched its way between the Kairos’ thighs. He heard the female’s erratic breathing as her lids lowered. Her head fell, and her smooth bronze hips circled in enjoyment against Calista’s fingers, her tits were swollen, her back arched. He moved in and slid his hands over her ribs to the soft flesh being offered up for his pleasure. Leaning in, he nipped at her full lower lip, taking a small sample of what he planned to have wrapping around his cock soon. She tasted of spiced wine, and the sweet flavor made him impatient to get on with it. His hand moved over her jaw and neck down to a plump breast. He broke the kiss as he caressed a thumb around one hardened bud. His other hand plumped her other breast while Calista continued to toy with her pussy.

  He looked down at her. “Do you want her to lick your pussy?”

  Her eyes flashed before she let out a faint moan. Those of her race didn’t display much emotion. Just the small indication said exactly how much she wanted Calista to eat her pussy.

  “Do I get to feel these soft lips sucking my cock while she buries her lips in your wet cunt?”

  Her breath caught, and he scented the liquid flowing from both females. Indication that the Kairos was interested in the play ahead.

  “On the bed,” he instructed, briefly glancing over at the hard pounding Cahal was still giving inside the pool. One big hand was visible at the ledge, and water sloshed against the sides with each hard pump of his hips. Harsh grunts and whimpering noises issued from the two as they fucked with abandon. He felt more in the mood for that than the entertainment Calista had prepared. He just wanted to get his dick hot and wet.

  When had fucking become a habit? An itch beneath the skin that was never fully eased. He wondered if finding his mate would change that. That thought was quickly shoved aside, mates were rare. It was the one thing all Immortals sought and he’d likely never find his. He frowned and shook off the random thought to focus on what was happening in front of him.

  The Kairos lay on her back, her legs spread wide, and Calista wasted no time. She was on her hands and knees, ass in the air as her face moved down and her mouth greedily worked between the Kairos’ thighs. He repositioned the darker female’s body so that her neck fell off the bed. After a few hard strokes of his cock, he was ready to slide between her full lips. “Open your mouth and suck hard,” he instructed.

  She obeyed, even though she seemed uncertain about the position change. Calista seductively crawled back between the Kairos’ thighs. Her eyes latched onto him as she pleasured the other female. Silver swirling eyes flashed as her tongue darted out and teased the female’s clit. She wiggled her ass in the air as she sucked on the Kairos’ labia, taunting him. The suction around his cock grew broken and sporadic, so he settled his thumbs against the Kairos’ jaw and controlled the movement for her. It was a necessary precaution, preventing her from clamping down. They stayed that way, him slipping his dick between her lips while Calista ate her cunt.

  His focus kept moving to Calista’s ass high in the air and just begging to be filled. One of her hands had disappeared between her own thighs as she teased the Kairos with her tongue. That pale ass was where he wanted to be next. He planned to fuck them both all night.

  “Swallow around my dick,” he instructed the female on his cock. She moaned around him before doing as he said. He nearly groaned at how good the vibration felt. He didn’t fuck her mouth hard like he wanted, not sure the Kairos could take it. He kept his thrusts shallow; his hips pumped as she sucked until he felt the tingling in his balls. “Swallow it all,” he instructed as he groaned and jetted come down her throat. Once he was sure she had it all, he withdrew. Her dark eyes closed, and her hips ground up into Calista’s mouth. She was lost in her own pleasure as he slipped away.

  He started hardening again as he watched the two females. Water splashed, and hard footsteps on the stone warned him that Cahal was moving the redhead to the bed.

  Glancing down, he noted the tensing of the Kairos’ body, and a single tight gasp tore from her lips. There were no overtly vocal acknowledgments that she’d come against Calista’s lips.

  He moved around the bed and grabbed Calista by the hips, sliding her body back to the edge of the bed. He’d always enjoyed the sight of a female’s round hips and narrow waist bent over in front of him. Her soft skin was lit with the silvery sheen of moonlight, and in one quick thrust he was inside her hot, wet cunt. He wanted to get nice and slick before getting into her ass. He liked an easy glide even though it’d be a tight, hot fit. Calista always greedily took his dick no matter where he put it.

  The Kairos shared a glance with Calista before moving off the bed. She clearly looked to the other female for direction in their play. He watched, unsure why her seeking direction from the blonde Aletheia bothered him. He shook it off and continued thrusting. When Calista tightened her pussy around his dick, he groaned.

  He peered to the side, where Cahal was standing with the redhead impaled on his cock, her pale legs wrapped around his waist. His hands gripped her ass tight, slamming her onto his cock over and over as she pleaded for more. Instead of giving her what she begged for, he slipped her off hi
s dick and dropped her to the bed with a cocky grin. She let out a throaty laugh as she bounced.

  Dorian continued sliding inside Calista with swift and smooth motions, her cunt tightening around him as she pushed her hips back for more. “That’s it, take it. Fuck my dick. Get it good and wet so I can take your greedy ass.” He smacked her round flesh as she pushed back. Soon it was the hard fast fucking he wanted, his thumb pushing into her small back entrance. “Yeah, suck my thumb. I know that’s where you want me.”

  He barely paid attention to what Cahal was doing with the other females. He saw the bed shaking as the warhorse shafted the redhead, but from his angle, all he saw was the Kairos’ bronzed thighs straddling the other female’s face. From Dorian’s vantage point, he could see her supple back and curved hips as they circled over the redhead’s lips. Wet, red hair fanned out and moved with the force of the warhorses strokes. His friend’s loud grunts echoed in the courtyard, right along with the sound of wet smacking flesh and moans of feminine pleasure.

  Dorian pulled out of Calista’s cunt, and she groaned in protest. His fingers moved down to gather her juices before slicking them over the small opening he’d been toying with. She pushed against him and made greedy noises when two, and then three fingers pushed in and out of that tight hole.

  He gripped his slick cock and positioned it at her ass. “Take my dick,” he demanded, and she thrust her hips back, trying to take him deeper. He watched it disappear, stifling a groan when his flesh was against her ass. She rolled her hips, still greedy for more. He pulled out and slammed in until his balls pushed against her again.

  “Brace your hands. I’m going to fuck you hard.” The scent and sounds of sex surrounded him, and he fucking loved it.

  He saw the Kairos slide her leg back over the other female’s head and crawl to the side. He caught her glancing to Calista for direction, again. He ignored their interaction. Instead he lowered his eyes to watch his dick slip almost all the way out of her ass. He rolled his hips and thrust deep as she held onto the bedding. He slammed deep over and over as she mewled into the blankets. He heard the slick noise of wet skin as his fingers gripped her hips. She tried to match his strokes, but he controlled her movements. He snaked a hand under her hips and toyed with her clit as she begged him to let her come.