Torn between mates

43. Craving. Longing.

 Laius

I was in the throne room with Cerberus, my 3-headed dog, waiting anxiously for Lucius and Scarlet to come back and tell me something about my Liv. If she looked well and healthy, if they got to know if the baby is fine too. I also wanted to know if they could ensure that Lelea would be fine and well protected.

“Have you seen her?” I asked Lucius immediately after they arrived. 

“Yes, she looks beautiful, luscious with that round stomach.” He replied with a smile. The f**king jerk! he does have a death wish. I thought he only enjoyed been beaten by Scarlet when she was wearing leader or latex. But it wasn’t enough for him, he wants to be killed as well.

I could feel my eyes go red, as smoke was leaving my body. I cast Lucius a murderous look. 

“We saw her, but just for a moment. She and the child seemed fine.” Scarlet answered and I breathed in relief.

“Why don’t you bring her back and claim her as many times as needed for her to learn who she belongs to?” Lucius dared to ask.

My eyes flashed even redder as I growled, “I would never take my woman by force or force her to do anything.” 

I was seeing red, seeing fire. Overtook by burning, scorching rage. The fire escaped my body without the need of any conscious command and found its way to that Shitbag of a Demon.

In a flash of a second Lucius was screaming as Hellfire consumed him. It was extremely painful, being burnt by Hellfire was considered the worst torture and the most awful pain any being could experience. Although since he is a very powerful demon and even related to me, it wasn’t that bad for Lucius, and in a day or two, he would be completely recovered.

Scarlet glared him a mocking look and laughed, “Lucius, you were asking for it. You could just have asked me instead and I would do the honors of setting your ass on fire.” Probably she meant it literally. Scarlet shook her head and grinned at him, as he stood up. 

Those two.

~ * ~

Lea

I was getting worried about Valentin and Richard, even though they seemed fine, I was afraid that darkness, madness, and death would grow on them if we waited too long before we mate. I don’t want them to suffer as Avalon did. They have waited for a mate for so long already, I don’t want to ask them to wait even more. 

Not to mention that, since I came to of age, I feel very drawn to them, my soul is calling for theirs. Every feeling, touch, word, even thought about them became so intense. The mate bond has a very powerful magic.

So, we were talking about it, when to do it, to mark, mate and complete our bond. 

“We will give you as much time as you need Angel”, Valentin said, snapping me back from my reverie. 

Richard nodded in agreement, but I could hear a low growl vibrating in his chest, even though he was trying to hide it. I could sense that his wolf was not happy at all with this decision.

“But isn’t it hard for you guys to wait long?”, I asked. 

I heard a soft feminine chuckle, turned around, and saw Liv. I haven’t noticed that my very pervert and very pregnant sister was also there. Anyway, I was happy to listen to her laugher, she was smiling and laughing each day less and less since she made Laius leave. I could see the pain in her eyes. Even though, as always, she was trying to act tough and be there for us, bringing us comical relief and making sure that no one is worried about her. She was indeed fierce and even fiercer when it came to her love for us.  

Liv said, “It will be very hard, pun intended.” She even made Valentin chuckle. 

“I don’t want to put you guys into this… situation and make you have a... har… a difficult time. I will try to be ready as soon as possible.” I told them.

“Lea, for Goodness’ sake! Can you think about yourself first for once? Damnit girl! I love you and I know that these two yummy males here love you too! They want to wait until you are comfortable with doing the deed. You have been through so much, give yourself a break, Sis.” Liv said sighing.   

“She is right Lea,” Richard said as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pulling me against his chest.

“You should focus on yourself now… we don’t want you doing anything that makes you angst or trigger any distress. We want to be with you when you are recovered and ready to share this special moment and enjoy it fully.” Valentin said softly and Richard nodded in agreement again. My mates are very caring and sweet, each in their own way. 

“There is one universal truth that you should follow, little sis. Listen to my words of wisdom, don’t force yourself too much to do things you are not comfortable with, especially in bed. Don’t ignore your own limits. Maybe with time, you will grow comfortable to try more exotic stuff like…”

“I got it Liv!” I cut her off, afraid to hear what she would say next. 

She had a fair point, but she could address it without making me embarrassed in front of my mates. Okay, she couldn’t, she is Liv. No, worst, she is Liv 1.2, a pregnant Nympho version of herself. Nema would be so proud. 

“Well… just respect your own rhythm and limits and be patient with yourself, you got it?” She asked.  

“Thanks for your words Liv. You are the best.” I said to her, patting her shoulder and then stroking my niece or nephew through her bump.

“I know it” She answered with a grin. “You should start with baby steps, not by making babies,” Liv added stroking her bump. “Start with doing yourself. Then having make-out sessions, 1st base, dry hump, then 2nd base. You can use your men’s sexy voices as your lady jam.” 

I looked at my sister with wide eyes. “What does it mean? Please don’t say it out loud.” Liv whispered it in her ear, making my face turn for sure red. 

“You record your mates' voice and use it as...?” 

Liv nodded. “That is no big, Laius once ...” her face fell down, and she didn’t even finish the sentence. 

I squeezed her hand, trying to comfort her, “I think you should forgive him”

“I can’t! He did put you, my sister, in danger.” Her expression was half determination and half pain. 

Valentin walked closer to her and touched Liv’s shoulders.

“You should think about it, Liv. You are in so much pain that I don’t even know how you are managing to be standing here. You need him with you, especially being pregnant.” Valentin said softly.

“Oh, so, Fairy-guy is an empath?” Liv asked. 

I nodded. “Yes, and I don’t need to be an empath as well to know that he doesn’t like this nickname,” I said, making Valentin chuckle lightly.  

I am sure that if Laius had done something to Liv herself, she would have already forgiven him. But when it’s something about me, mom, her friends, or one of her mates, Liv doesn’t take it easy. Not at all, she’s all stubbornness. He hit where it hurts most. 

My sister is fiercely loyal.

I think that somehow, Liv feels responsible for all of us. She always takes too much responsibility. She may be incredible, but she is only one. I’m not the only one among us putting other’s needs first.

~ * ~

3rd

Valentin was right, Liv was in deep pain. She was feeling empty as if part of her life's energy had left her. Their bond was strong and even staying a couple of days apart would be painful, let alone months. 

Their love was even stronger and being apart for so long and in such bad terms was torture. 

Being pregnant and carrying such a powerful child took also a heavy toll on her. She wouldn’t ever admit it, but she was very fragile at this moment. Her feelings were even more intense and the need of being with her mates was overwhelming. Her mates had that same intense need to be with their pregnant female, protect her and make sure she had all her needs, physically, emotionally, and practically taken care of.

Besides the physical separation, her pain was even worse because their mental link was also cut. Liv put a wall in between them, but she didn’t close the bond completely. She made sure Laius would always be able to feel her faint presence in his mind, she didn’t want him to suffer. However, they could barely feel each other. In the place in their souls where the other was supposed to occupy, only a void spread its cold blows. 

“My little angel, I’ll do everything right, eat, try to sleep, I’ll take all the heartbreak standing strong for nothing of this to affect you. Hurt you. Mama will protect you, little angel, I promise.” Liv muttered to her baby, as she stroked her bump. 

~ * ~

Alexus

Finally, after the Peace Negotiations, I could return to my castle. I was sick of being chased and having to hide in my own Realm. And in return for making them stop chasing me, I had to agree with some meaningless peace terms and territorial delimitations.  

That woman, that witch Deidra, was trying to seduce me since she moved to my Realm almost 10 years ago. I was not naïve to think she is interested in my beautiful violet eyes, 6 pack, and bright personality. She wanted power, money, prestige. She was a parasite, a power-hungry wench that would do anything to put her hands on a title, a crown, and have access to all the spells and runes this title could grant her. 

I never wanted her for anything besides her spells, as we had agreed. But lately, I have gotten this need. 

This magnetic force, this enchantment, this course. 

I couldn’t stop thinking about her. About Lea. 

About when I had her soft naked body under mine; when I touched her round breasts, her smell, the smell of her arousal. I yearned for her like a drug-addicted needs their substance. And this need was only getting worse by the day. Bedding this blasted witch was the closest thing I could find of having Lea right now. At least this Deidra was a witch, like Lea. 

So, I’ve started having s*x with her sporadically since a couple of weeks ago. Tonight, was one of these nights that I felt this raw need, my body was calling for my mate. So, I gave it a cheap and lousy substitute. 

“Why are you putting a condom? I want you raw Your Majesty. It’s not that you can impregnate me anyway.” Deidra said smiling, as I put the condom around my member. 

She is theoretically correct; a supernatural male can only impregnate his mate. No one can reproduce with anyone besides his or her fated mate. 

But I didn’t want that much contact with her skin. She was a filthy creature. I only wanted my release, and I was only using her to achieve it. As she was also only using me to accomplish her own purposes. This was nothing more than a fair trade. 

I didn’t answer Deidra’s question, just entered her in a single thrust; which earned me an exaggeratedly loud moan from her. She scratched my back with her long nails producing an irritating noise and making me cringe a bit. 

I was already regretting it.