(Warning: More Mature Content Ahead)
Celeste's POV
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"T–That..." A shuddering breath escaped me as the howl of my magic ceased, the cold wind reducing. "That was explosive—fuck."
Talking was nigh impossible with Azrael still deep inside me and Atlas's dick waiting above for my mouth. Sweat trickled into my eyelashes. My muscles spasmed, magic flickering beneath the surface.
That magic outburst—it wasn't normal.
Something shifted in me, my mind gaining a clarity I haven't felt in all my years.
And even though the others went with the pace we'd set... They too felt the change in the room and in the bonds.
"Should we stop?" Luther's fingers crept on my right knee, presence grounding beside Azrael's rhythmical railing. "If you want—"
"I want you to fuck me too." I rasped too quickly, biting my bottom lip.
