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It was then that I knew that something was happening with the connection between Rook, Elewyen, and myself. It was the only logical explanation unless there was an invisible spirit in here, sucking my cock. I quickly shut that terrifying thought down. Rook was doing something with her, and I was being dragged along for the ride.

The spiritual bond and power binding us was getting stronger. I dropped to my knees, unable to hold myself up. I could just feel her on the other side of the connection with Rook, and when he groaned, the delicious sound echoed in my head. In all my reading, nothing had prepared me for this, and maybe it was because Rook and I hadn’t completed our own binding first. Whatever it was, it had me falling over as the power wrapped itself around me like a cocoon and began to squeeze until it made it difficult to breathe.

Fuck, what were they doing? He better not be having sex with her. She needed to remain a virgin for the ceremony to be its strongest. Pulling myself across the floor, I reached up onto the nightstand and fumbled with my phone trying to get a grip on it.

“Fuck!” I yelled, as the phone fell off and hit me in the face before sliding under the tall bed. I felt around for it, but the power suddenly pushed its way back into my body with immense force, and my hand went to my bottoms instead.

“Holy, fuck me,” I said through gritted teeth, and wasn’t sure if it was me or him saying the words as I felt his cock in my hand and heard his voice in my head.

My hand wrapped around my own my cock, which felt like it might explode if I didn’t touch it. The pleasure building was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and I shuddered with the firm grip. Unable to hold off any longer, my hand worked furiously on my cock. Each stroke was an equal amount of pain and pleasure that drove me higher. Normally, I’d be all about this incredible new experience, but in the back of my mind, I couldn’t help but worry about what was going on.

The connection between the two of us was undeniably getting stronger. I could almost feel his skin on mine, his hand touching me as I touched him.

All rational thought was thrown out my open window as the next wave gripped me, and my back was forced off the floor. I couldn’t tell whose pleasure I was feeling. I yelled and could hear Rook’s voice in my head as he screamed in the same mix of pleasure and pain.

“Rook,” I yelled his name, but he didn’t hear me.

There was no time to contemplate if this was normal as my ass flexed with the first round of release that flew from my cock. It seemed like an endless supply and still my hand didn’t stop until the last drop had left my body.

My chest rose and fell with gasping breaths, and my heart pounded like a galloping horse. The power that had been shimmering in the air drifted down to the ground and towards me like late fall leaves before disappearing. Lying there in the darkness on the floor, a lone tear trickled from my eye.

I’d been foolish to think that I could be intimate with Mari without it affecting me. A small well of panic began to form as I realized that this was truly it. The door was being slammed shut on my past, while a new door had just been flung open in my future. Visually, it was like I had been standing in the doorway and was terrified to let go of the frame. Rook and Elewyen were kicking me through whether I was ready to jump or not.

Another scream ripped from my throat as I came again when I hadn’t even touched myself. I stared down at my cock and could feel a mouth that I couldn’t see. My body bucked under the sensations that were mine and yet not. Was this normal? I hadn’t read it in the books under the connection, and it hadn’t been a question that ever came up with Gregory.

I slowly sat up and stared at the door to the shower. It seemed so far away, and I was tempted to simply flop down on the ground and stay there. But I forced myself to my feet and stumbled towards the door. My legs had never been this shaky.

Flicking on the hot water, I stepped under the spray and was just starting to feel a semblance of normal when it started all over again.

“Oh shite,” I mumbled as my body broke out in the same sweat.

There was no option to go back now. Rook and I couldn’t simply change our minds. We couldn’t decide that this was not for us. Elewyen’s presence was binding us as the three points of our triad began to merge magically. I needed to accept that and get home, move out, and complete the ritual, so I didn’t end up crumpling to my knees every time they were intimate without me. At least I hoped it would stop. As powerful and amazing as this felt, it would be pretty fucking awkward in many situations.

“Fuck,” I yelled as I crumbled to my side and let the water pound down on me as my hand once more stroked my hardening cock. “Rook, yer an animal,” I growled.

I had a feeling this was going to be a very long night.

* * *

I was going to kill Rook. I asked him to convince Elewyen to stay. I didn’t think they would be hopping into a bed together. The ritual was clear, if we wanted the triad to be at its strongest, Elewyen needed to remain a virgin. It was ridiculous, really, considering Rook and I had been whores, but I didn’t make the crazy rules. I simply tried to follow them as best as I could. According to the books, the triad would still form if she wasn’t a virgin, which had happened in the past, but the power dynamic was never as strong.

I winced as I reached the kitchen, and my cock brushed against my kilt. No, killing him was too easy. I was gonna cut off his cock. I lost count of the number of times the attacks hit during the night. Not only had he potentially screwed up making our triad the strongest it could be, but now every muscle in my body was sore and filled with lactic acid. My cock was raw from my own fucking hand, and I hadn’t slept more than an hour, putting me in a rare mood.

“Hey, man, yer lookin’ a bit stiff. Was da bed no’ comfortable enough?” Caleb asked, as I hobbled my way around the kitchen like I just spent ten days on a horse.

“I’ma gonna guess dat if I’d slept in it, then it woulda been just fine,” I said, and Caleb’s eyebrow cocked at me.

“Do I wanna know what ya mean by dat?”

“Naw, ya dinnie wanna know. Trust me,” I sucked in a sharp breath as I gingerly sat down at the table. No, cutting off his cock was too nice. I was going to impale him with something sharp and stick pins in his cock and then make it hard while the fuck was tied up. Yes, that seemed much more fitting.

“Caleb, I’ma gonna ask ya something’, and I need ya ta be honest wit me,” I said, as he sat down across from me.

“Aye, always.”

“Have ya heard of anyone dat no’ be happy wit me? Like someone dat would like ta see me fail, or worse?” I took a sip of the rich dark coffee and almost sighed. It tasted so good.

“Off the top of me head, no.” Caleb rubbed the back of his neck and looked around the massive kitchen that could easily hold three of the kitchens back at Injebreck castle. “Well, dat’s not a hundred percent true, me guess. Nigel has made it known dat he dinnie tink yer worthy to run da McGregor home, but ta wanna eliminate ya… Naw, I dinnie see it.”