Intertwined: love, fire and sacrifice

20. Defeated

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3rd Person's POV

“I’m taking her,” Avalon says looking at Liv.

“We are taking her,” Elric adds gazing at Avalon with a pointed look and he nods in acknowledgement.

The Elf King was aching to have his female. It was important for Liv's both males to have her, mate with her. Only this way they could fix, mend, their battered and over-extended mate-bond completely. 

“I’m joining you,” Laius utters. 

“No, you already had her for yourself for way too long,” Avalon says enraged, his voice only a bit lower than a shout.  

Liv flashes Laius a soothing look and a small smile. He nods. He won’t say anything else. Even if it goes against his core nature and pains him, he lets her go out of his grasp again.

Elric picks Liv up in his arms and they both flash away together with Avalon. Just after they leave, Laius walks out of the infirmary room and sits on a bench right in front of it. 

~ * ~

They arrive in an ample bedroom that Liv hasn’t ever seen before. Elric places his mate on her feet before he wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her back against his chest, as he peppers many kisses on her hair and neck.

It feels good and she is happy to be with him, with both of them again. But she couldn’t waive this heavy feeling that is making her heart sink into a well of guilt. 

Liv is feeling guilty for having left her 2 mates for so long. She could see the pain laced in their faces, their restlessness. The same that she felt herself while apart from them. They for sure felt it tenfold since she at least had one of her mates with her, and Avalon and Elric were all alone. 

She didn’t know how she could be with the 3 of them simultaneously. It won’t work, those men couldn’t share, each one of them will always want her all for himself and find ways to have it. 

She couldn’t choose one of them, not even if the bonds were not intertwined. She loved each of them in a different way. She maybe even loved Avalon. 

Did she? She didn’t know. 

“I’ll make you feel better. Then I’ll punish you. You left us and closed the bonds. You were a very bad little mate” Avalon says shaking his head in a patronising way. His voice makes Liv snap back from her contemplative state. 

Liv gasps, her breath hitches. She can feel her core pouring at his words. That jerk. Her body revelled in his dominant behaviour, at his smugness. Even though, in her mind, she wanted to slap him for being so bossy and arrogant. 

Elric also flashes her a pointed look. 

Avalon takes her in his arms, her breath hitches, and her body trembles at the contact. Her body was desperate to be closer to his, to feel his. She looks up at him, his eyes are grey, but a soft shade of green is starting to appear, lightening his gaze. He runs his finger over the unharmed side of her face before he gives her lips a soft kiss to not worsen her hurt cheek and lips.  

The Wizard King lifts her by her waist and walks them closer to the bed, while Elric sits on the bed. As soon as Avalon places Liv on the mattress, The Elf King pulls her onto his lap and makes her clothes disappear. She gasps again, even though her mates destroy her clothes or make them disappear quite often, it still surprised her a bit. A bit. 

“I need to scent you,” Elric says burying his face on the crook of her neck. His hand trails down her breasts and belly leaving a path of electric tingles behind. 

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Avalon opens her legs in a rough and swift movement, making her moan unintentionally. He gazes at Elric with a knowing look and dives his head on the other side of her neck. They both bite their mate marks, as Elric’s 2 thick fingers enter her wet openness.

She comes hard around his fingers, letting out a piercing moan. 

They reinforce their marks to reassure their bond and restate their claim on her, showing her soul and her body that she belonged with them. She belonged to them.

Elric moves, adjusting himself, and enters Liv’s backside in one single movement, making her cry out loud. He kisses her neck and fondles her breasts to soothe her. 

Avalon also adjusts himself between her legs and penetrates her wet core, “MINE” he mutters in a deep and guttural voice as he enters her. She moans in pain and pleasure as they start moving inside her. Her body always needs some time to adjust to their size. 

Her males don’t have much control over themselves, their bodies crave their mate’s body. Her warmness. The feeling of her insides, clutching around their members, strangling them until they found their long-awaited release deep within her walls, coating her with ropes and ropes of thick c*m. 

Avalon’s mouth finds one of her n*****s and he starts to nip it roughly, making her moan furiously. Elric rubs, pinches, and pulls her other hardened bud, turning it red and over-sensitive. They both thrust hard and fast into her, their hunger for her is all-consuming. 

Soon, she feels the familiar ache building up in her lower abdomen, she knows that she is close. Her legs start to shake, and her breath becomes uneven. They pound into her even faster, making her cry out her release. Her walls clench around them and soon Avalon follows her and orgasms letting out a groan. He doesn’t leave her core and once again bites the over-sensitive skin of her neck where his mark is, making her convulse in a violent and unexpected climax. That is all Elric needed to reach his peak as well, coating her back hole with his creamy juices.

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Avalon takes her face in his hands and looks intently at it. The bruise seems much better now, the swallowing was gone, and it has a light-yellow colour instead of purple as if her face has been injured many days ago, instead of a bit more than one hour.

“Now is time for you to get punished, little mate.” He utters with a mischievous smile, she stares at him, the anticipation is making her nervous and excited. 

“I will leave you both alone, then I will have my sweet time with you,” Elric says looking at Liv. He stands up and pulls Liv towards him, embraces her, and gives her a deep, desperate, and sweet kiss. He runs his fingers through her hair gently. “Soon, I will have you all for myself.” He whispers against her lips, making her tremble in delight as a soft mewl escapes her. 

Elric flashes away. He didn’t want to leave her, but he also didn’t want to share her, not at all at this moment. He didn’t want to fight Avalon to have her first either. He would wait and then enjoy the rest of the night with her in his arms. 

~ * ~

Mel goes to check on her daughter at the infirmary of Emeraldia, as soon as she gets a text from Liv, saying that she was there. Liv also wrote that she was totally fine, and Mel shouldn’t worry a bit. 

When she is about to enter the room to see her daughter, she notices that Laius is sat on a bench in the waiting room, holding his head down in his hands as his elbows rested on his knees. Mel couldn’t even imagine she would ever see Laius looking so defeated. 

“Laius…” Mel calls and the King of Hell looks up at her. “Where is she? Is she okay?” she asks warily. 

“She’s fine. She’s with them.” Laius answers, Mel could hear the pain in his voice. 

She sits beside him. 

“Should be hard to deal with all the jealousy and possessiveness,” Mel says a bit louder than a whisper.

“It’s impossible” Laius exhales deeply “but I must do it for her.” 

Mel looks at him in awe, her big blue eyes grow wide, but her lips curl into a soft smile. She, and certainly no one in the 6 Realms, could expect or even imagine that the King of Hell, the Devil, would be capable of being selfless, of sacrificing his own needs and desires. 

“Were you worried while she was away?” He asks his mate’s mother.

“No. I knew she was fine and that you wouldn’t ever hurt her.” She answers honestly. 

Now it was his turn to look at Mel in awe. She trusted him with her daughter. Normally no one trusts the Devil. But Liv did trust him and her mother too, he didn’t deserve their trust. He didn’t deserve Liv.

“How can one accept to have so little of their mate?” Laius asks without looking at her. 

She knows why he is asking her that question. He’s familiar with her mating situation. She breathes deeply. 

“I don’t know.... maybe just accept that our mates give us what they can… understand that is not about us, it’s about them, about our mates.” She says looking at the distance. 

Laius gazes at Mel and sighs.  

~ * ~

Maximus and Astoria have arrived there a few minutes earlier to see Liv. They heard Mel’s and Laius’ voices and stopped in their trail before they could enter the infirmary and be spotted by them. Maximus didn’t want to risk being seen and eventually recognised by his mate. As an extra preventive measure, he took the Fae herbs he had in his pocket to cover his scent from Mel. 

Astoria was about to walk away. She didn’t want to intrude or eavesdrop.

“Let’s go, Maximus. We can just flash to the room and see Liv, that is why we are here.” She mind-linked her brother. 

“No, I’ve to listen to her.” He replied.

Astoria sighed quietly and shook her head. Her centuries-old big brother was acting like a teenaged boy. 

After listening to them for few seconds Astoria learned that she had nothing to do in the infirmary. “Liv is not here, let’s go back.” She was losing her patience.

“No, I want to be close to her, to be able to smell her.” 

To Astoria’s dismay, they stayed and listened further to the conversation.

“Your mate is thoughtful and kind. You are very lucky, and yet you are hiding here instead of being with her. Sometimes I’ve my doubts if you are worthy of her.” She added.

Maximus exhaled deeply. Mel sounded sad, even a bit melancholic, and yet she was selfless. He knew he wasn’t worthy of her and he was afraid that she would also figure it out.  

“Let’s go.” He told Astoria. She patted his shoulder, trying to reassure him and they flashed away.