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"You almost died, Liam," I yell, dragging my throwing target out from behind the armoire. "Fucking Jack Barlowe would have killed you. Another life, taken by an utter asshole."

"You got my revenge for me, though," Liam leans back on my bed, smiling, his hands behind his head. "And fuck, Vi. I didn't see it, but Deigh said you were amazing. Commanding the sky is no small feat, you know."

I march over, standing just out of Liam's reach. My daggers are all still sheathed, since I haven't bothered to change since I brought the tower down and killed Jack. Why bother? I'm the monster everyone wanted now. Might as well smell like one too. His blood should have been on my dagger, not my hands.

I throw the dagger to break the chain of thoughts. A killing strike. And again, this time in the leg. Femoral artery. Slow the enemy down and kill them. Another, this time to the lungs. Internal bleeding: once blood comes out of their mouth, they have thirty seconds.

Someone grabs me, taking me by surprise. I don't panic, knowing it's Liam. he disarms me, mostly by ripping my flight leathers off and untying my corset. I'm left in my pants, chest heaving as I stand in front of him. I don't race to cover myself, I just stand, one dagger left in my hand. Staring.

"Hey, Vi. This is not you," Liam takes my hand, the one without the dagger in it, and presses a kiss to my head. "You are not the monster they are shaping you to be. You're mine, Vi. And I'm not going to let you go just because you did the quadrant a favor and took out the biggest asshole."

I toss the dagger to the floor, melting into him. My bare skin presses into his tunic, and when he moves to wrap his arms around me, the stiff fabric rubs against my nipples, making them hard and sending heat rushing down. I bury my face in his shoulder, climbing onto his lap.

"You hear that, Vi? I'm not going anywhere." Liam rubs circles on my bare skin, sending more heat racing down my spine. I hope he knows what he's doing to me.

"Liam," I try to say his name calmly, but it comes out a little bit like a moan. I hide my face, ashamed.

Liam just detangles himself from me, laying me down on my bed. He pulls his shirt off, tossing it by my corset and daggers. Then he kisses me, but this time, it feels different. It's not driven by lust. He takes his time moving down my body, exploring with his mouth. Learning which spots wring noises from me, or make my eyes roll back.

He grins at me before undoing the ties on my leathers with his teeth, and good gods; I could have cummed right there. He flashes me another flirty smile as he uses one hand to lift me up and drags my leathers and underwear down. It's so incredibly hot. But the best moment is when his warm breath hits me, and then when he licks up my slit.

My hands find their way into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer. His amazing blonde locks are so soft. But then he presses a finger to my clit, and every thought in my head evaporates. I could be anyone enjoying an afternoon with their boyfriend. His tongue dips inside me, and I moan.

"Mairi, fuck yes," I say, tugging his hair. He repeats the action, drawing more sounds from me. My legs try to close around his head, but another flick of his finger on my clit has me shaking, my legs decide to stop working he works his tongue inside me, and just as I'm about to crest, he switches. His tongue starts working my clit, one finger slowly pushing in and out of me. He curls that one finger when it's knuckle-deep inside me, and I explode.

"Call me Mairi next time I have my tongue inside you, and I won't let you down that easily." Liam scoots up the bed, lying next to me. I reach for the ties on his leathers, but one of his hands stills both of mine. "This is for you, Vi. Not for me."

'Drop the gentleman shit, and fuck me, Mairi." I say, imagining the feel of him moving inside me, the way that only he can right now. I know he'll take care of me.

"Where are your manners, Sorrengail?" Liam lets my hands go, and I busy myself untying his leathers. "I'm not going to fuck you, Violet." I pause my actions, hands almost able to touch his cock. Which I can feel is rock-hard. I blink and tilt my head. "And you aren't going to suck me off,"

I fully expect him to leave once he's standing, but instead, he shimmies his pants off and lies back next to me. I roll onto my side, facing him. He presses a kiss to my lips, chaste, no matter how much I bite.

"Please, fuck me, Liam," I say. I won't beg, not for this. Not when I could pull anyone else into my room. But I won't. Not when I have him.

"I am not going to fuck you, Sorrengail,"

What the fuck is he doing then? Is he going to hump me like we're a bunch of horny teenagers?

"Roll onto your back," Liam instructs. I do so, still too confused. He moves so he's on top of me, his cock pushing at my entrance. "You need to relax for me, baby." His thumb strokes my clit, reawakening my arousal.

He pushes into me in one long, slow slide. It feels so good, and I wake out of whatever trance I was in to cutch at his back. My nails are probably leaving marks on his skin, but I could not care less. He slowly pulls out, then pushes in. His thumb rests on my clit, the perfect amount of pressure. Another long slide as he seats himself fully inside me again.

"Do you get it now, Vi?" Liam asks, moving his hips in a circle. "I'm with you, no matter what. I won't fuck you, not right now, because it isn't what you need. You need someone to take care of you," he slides out again and then thrusts back in. How he's holding this pace when I can feel an orgasm coming, and my muscles clenching in anticipation, I don't know.

But it's clear to me now. He isn't fucking me, because he's making love to me.

The thought brings tears to my eyes, and he kisses them away. My sweet, perfect Liam.

He slides in, moving his hips in a circle, pressing against that sweet spot inside that makes me see stars. He's the first one to have found it, and he kisses my mouth as if to claim it. For this moment, I'm all his.

He continues his pace perfectly, and with a simple press of his thumb, I crest again. He falls with me. We lie together, him rolling off me, sliding out. He kisses away the pain and pulls my back to his chest. Gently, he slides back in when I whimper about the loss of contact.

I've never felt closer to another person in my life.

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"So, Violence," Xaden smirks, following me down to my room. "What have you got planned for me this evening?" He reaches out to lightly pinch my ass, and I send a spark of power jumping out at him. He pulls his hand away, and I don't need to look back to know he's pouting.

"I thought no powers were allowed during our escapades. Something about it being too dangerous?" He asks in my head, and I swear a show caresses my cheek for the barest second. I whip my head around to glare at him, and the shadows retreat.

"That rule only applies to you, since I can't handle the big fucking power of my dragon. Who is more powerful than yours." I reply, and I feel Tairn's pride sink down the bond. At me standing up for myself, not judging his mate. He would have my head were I anyone else.

"Try to insult the wingleader without dragging Sgaeyl into it." Tairn lectures. Somewhere, in the back of my mental Archives, I hear Sgaeyl mutter her agreement.

"Want to whip it out and measure?" Xaden cocks his head, speeding up his walk so that he's in front of me. Shadows flood all around me, blocking any view I have. Lucky for me, I know that my door is right there. Three paces forward, on the left.

"I'll lock you out, and you can sit at the door jerking off." I threaten, grabbing the door handle. The darkness around me slowly recedes. Liam is sitting on my bed, blinking as if the darkness filled my room as well. Knowing Xaden, he probably wanted to block out the whole dorm.

"Hey, Vi. Xaden." Liam scoops me up, while Xaden shuts and locks the door behind us. He starts pulling clothes off, but Liam puts me down, and I walk over to stop him.

"You won't need those to be taken off." I put a hand on his chest, and he stops. For a few seconds, he scans my eyes, looking confused, but movement over his shoulder drags his gaze away from mine.

I turn my head, and Liam is standing behind us, completely naked. His cock stands at full attention.

Xaden's eyes meet mine, and he slowly backs to the door. "Oh no, I am not watching you two make love. I do not care if this is a crazy kink or something, find someone else to do it." he tries to leave, but the second his hand touches the door, he gets a shock. "What the fuck?" His eyes meet mine again, and I wiggle a hand.

"I'm learning about electrical conductivity in class. It's been super helpful. Your body is a lot of water, which can conduct electricity pretty well." I lift my hand again, and he sighs, collapsing on the chair in the corner of the room.

"Fine then. Give me your best show." He palms himself through his pants and moves to untie his leathers. Another jolt of lightning makes him pause.

"One more rule," I hold a finger up. "No touching."

His jaw goes slack, and I can almost hear him whine.

I raise a finger again, and he shuts his mouth. Holding this power over the most powerful man in the quadrant is pretty electrifying. The way he's running his eyes over both Liam and me is boosting my ego very much.

I sigh and turn most of my attention back to Liam. "Don't you just love it when he shuts up?" I ask. There's a sharp intake of breath somewhere behind me. It could be due to my words, but it could also be because Liam has removed my corset.

How he does this so fast, I don't know.

"There is something about the silence of this situation." Liam agrees, turning me around and sliding my pants down.

I hum my agreement and send another shock in Xaden's direction when I hear him move. "Didn't you hear me, Wingleader? No fucking touching. Not even yourself." I hear him sigh, and Liam chuckles into my neck.

"I think you hurt his feelings, Vi."

"It's not his feelings that are hurting," I grumble, running my hands through Liam's hair. His beautiful, thick blonde strands.

"I wouldn't say it hurts," Xaden says, and I flick more electricity through his body. "For fucks sake." I can almost picture the grin on his face, despite the fact I'm electrocuting him.

"What did we tell you?" Liam scolds, letting go of me and crossing his arms. It's hard to take him seriously with his hair all tousled and his clothes somewhere on the floor.

"No touching?" Xaden cocks his head to the side and goddamn that smile. The man is stunning.

"Yes. Keep your hands by your side at all times." Liam growls, his hands returning to my body. "The longer you keep pushing the rules, the longer you'll be left like that." He gestures to the tent in Xaden's pants.

Xaden smirks. "So I do get to touch you, just after you've had all the fun?"

"Exactly. Now, Wingleader, sit there and shut the fuck up." I answer, turning my focus back to Liam, whose eyes are glued to Xaden. It's a shame one of us has to be watching him. I want Liam's eyes on me as I run my tongue down his neck, and slowly drop to my knees in front of him.

"Fuck." Xaden growls, and I can imagine him reaching out to touch my hair, the way he wants to.

"Mhm." Liam agrees as I take the tip of him into my mouth. One hand fists my hair, and I can hear Xaden literally growling.

For the next minute, both of the men are silent. One out of pleasure, one out of jealousy. I can feel Xaden's gaze burning a hole into the back of my head as Liam tightens his grip on my hair, gently pulling me off him.

"I think it's been enough teasing," Xaden says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Liam ignores him, pressing a chaste kiss to my mouth.

I turn around, Liam wrapping his arms around me. "On the contrary, I don't think there's been nearly enough teasing." Slowly, I walk backwards, pushing Liam into the bed. He sits, one arm still wrapped around my waist. His hand drifts lower, and Xaden watches, desire clear in his eyes.

"You can come closer, but the rule still applies." I beckon him closer as Liam reaches around to untie my leathers.

Xaden scoots the chair forward, close enough that I can do what I want to do.

I lie on the bed, Liam carefully pulling my pants from my body. As he kisses a trail down my back, I beckon Xaden closer with one finger. He obliges, curiosity rimming the desire in his eyes. I start undoing his leathers, but stop when a hand reaches to touch my hair. Liam also pauses his ministrations between my legs.

"I can touch you, but you can't touch either of us. Do so, and everything will stop." I tell him, and he whines.

"You're getting less fun every day you spend in this quadrant." Xaden puts his hands behind his head. "Well, go ahead."

Liam spreads my legs, sliding a finger through my folds. I shift up, onto my hands and knees, Xaden inching closer so I can still reach him.

"You know, Xaden, I would argue she's so much more fun than when she first came here." Liam presses the tip of his cock against my folds. I gasp, pausing my attempts to get Xaden's leathers undone. "Bloody hell, what knot do you use on those pants, man?" Liam asks, leaning over me to see why I'm struggling.

Xaden shrugs, enjoying the power he gets to hold, however small. "I could have them off in two seconds, if you would allow me."

"Do it." Liam pushes into me, only an inch, and he feels so good I can't help the small moan that falls out of my mouth.

Xaden, true to his word, has the leathers off in seconds, and he's sitting back in the chair in front of me. His cock stands at full mast, just begging me to touch it.

I shift my weight to an elbow, tracing the veins with my free hand. Liam pushes in, sheathing himself completely. I lean forward and put my mouth on Xaden.

The second I feel his hands in my hair, I lean back. "Abso-fucking-lutely not."

"Can't I at least have the pleasure of watching your face?" He asks, and Liam gathers my hair up.

He uses it to gently rock me back on his dick, least I forget who else is in this room.

When Xaden returns his hands behind his head, I trace the veins with my tongue. He moans, and it isn't long before he's in my mouth. I keep working him, my weight on both elbows now, one hand moving around what I can't get in my mouth. Liam rocks into me, making me moan around his cock, which makes Xaden moan. In turn, I clench, and Liam moans.

"Fuck." Xaden moans, his hands drifting towards me, then snapping back into place. "Violence, you have to stop." His head drifts back, and that's Liam's cue.

I wink at Xaden, moaning as Liam starts moving faster. I stop moving up and down on his dick and hollow my cheeks to suck. In seconds, a hot rush of cum is pouring down my throat, and it's all I can do to swallow as Liam continues pounding me into my sheets.

"Vi," Liam moans, a hand moving to touch that spot. he shifts his angle, and when he touches my clit, he hits that spot inside me, and I fall into the sheets, almost sobbing.

Liam finishes, helping to guide me onto my side. He lies behind me, still inside, and we both watch Xaden open his eyes. Shit, he's angry. My eyes move lower, and he's somehow still fucking hard. Shit.

"You two are in so much trouble for this." Xaden rips his shirt off. Liam wraps an arm around me, and we watch as Xaden stalks towards us like a predator eyeing his next meal.

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"We are so fucked," Liam mutters, shifting around behind me.

Xaden stalks towards us, but only two emotions are clear on his face: desire and something unreadable.

"Oh, we knew we would be when we started this whole thing," I whisper back, watching Xaden pause in front of us, tilting his head to take us in.

We're both lying on our sides, Liam still inside me, on my bed.

"I thought we would have some time to recover, you know? I didn't think he would be so ready to enact whatever it is he's about to enact." Liam replies, shifting again behind me. I can feel him hardening inside me again.

"What are you two muttering about over there?" Xaden asks, dragging the chair over and sitting in front of us. His voice is that of the Wingleader, but it's quite disarming to see him use it while he's butt naked.

I smile, running a hand through my hair. "Do you really want to know, considering the torture, your words, not mine, that we put you through earlier?" I ask, and Liam stiffens behind me. The hand he's resting on my stomach starts drawing circles on my skin.

Xaden only frowns. "I never called what you were doing torture."

"Yes, I recall hearing the words fucking torture come out of your mouth," I reply. Liam is fully hard inside me again, and I pray that isn't what Xaden was hoping to happen.

"What, when I had my cock stuffed down your throat?" Xaden shakes his head. "I would hardly call that torture. Now, Liam, you look like a tomato. Mind sharing with the rest of us why?" Xaden smirks.

"Because I get to be inside my lovely girl?" Liam suggests running a hand through my hair. I guess he's also decided to wind Xaden up with me. Great!

"I hope you two kids are ready for what's about to happen." Xaden stands, pushing the chair away. A shadow takes it to the other side of the room, and more flock around his body.

"For the record," Liam gulps, running his hand over my side again. "I think you deserved what we did."

Xaden laughs. "Maybe I did. But I thought you were all about communication, Mairi? What happened to that boy? Did little Violence over here corrupt you?"

"Wouldn't you allow her to corrupt you?" Liam asks, and I feel something cold slither along my spine.

Shadows. They slowly remove Liam from me, forming solid shapes to pick him and drop him at Xaden's feet.

"I never said I blamed you," Xaden mutters softly. "Maybe we should leave the punishment only for her? What do you say?"

Liam glances back at me. "We both took part in it. Don't leave me out if it. I know you've missed me since our Aretia days."

Aretia days?

I don't have time to ponder on what the hell he means, because Xaden is stroking his cock, somehow eyeing Liam and I at the same time.

"Suck it." He commands, and to my utter surprise, Liam leans forward and wraps his lips around it.

It's not that I thought he wouldn't, it's that I expected backchat from the flirty Liam I know in the bedroom.

"He's so quiet like this, don't you think?" Xaden asks, resting his hands on his hips and locking gazes with me. "How does it feel, seeing your boy on his knees for your Wingleader?"

I sit up, a leg on either side of Liam's shoulders. One of my hands finds its way into his thick blonde locks. I keep my eyes on Xaden.

"How did it feel?" I ask, watching the confusion veil the pleasure in his face. "Watching him fuck me the way you so badly want to?"

Liam chokes on Xaden, pulling away for air. My free hand rests on his shoulder, and his comes up to cover it.

"Maybe that's enough for you, Mairi. You should let Sorrengail have a go." Xaden is using his Wingleader voice again, and damn is it hot.

I gently tug on Liam's hair, making him tilt his head up. "Did you not enjoy yourself enough the first time?"

Poor Liam, he's looking frantically between Xaden and me, trying to shake his head while also not angering Xaden.

"I think you need something to keep your mouth shut for a little while." Xaden growls, and gestures for Liam to stand up. "What do you think, Mairi?"

Oh shit. He's stealing my partner.

Liam smirks, and wraps his hand around Xaden's cock tightly, causing Xaden to yelp.

"I'm afraid I already have someone giving me suggestions, Riorson. Vi, what do we think about his idea?"

Instead of me answering Liam, I fall to me knees in front of him and press a kiss to Xaden's thigh. Then I take Liam into my mouth.

"Fuck, Vi. You're so good at this."

I love how we are on the same wavelength.

I move one of my hands to cover Liam's, and start guiding him to stroke Xaden. The man in question just allows more shadows to flock to him. They cup around our hands, cold and scarily solid. More curl around my throat.

"This wasn't quite what I had in mind." He says, using the shadows to pull me off Liam and guide me to his cock.

Liam tugs his hand, but all he succeeds in doing is making the shadows tighter. He tries again, this time placing his other hand over top of the shadows. Xaden watches, his shadows caressing my throat. They pull me forward, until His cock is touching my lips.

"Mairi, I want you to watch as I show her what a real cock is." He uses a hand to grab Liam's chin and force him to watch. Shadows clog my nose, forcing me to open my mouth. He pushes inside, and just sits. The weight of his cock is heavy on my tongue.

As both sets of male eyes run over me, I feel myself get wetter.

A show presses down there, and I flinch. I know Liam sees it, and he jerks out of Xaden's hold.

Xade tsks. "Naughty little Liam. I think Violet needs to know what you're really made of. Get on the bed, ass up."

I am excited to see this.