Witch Undecided by Debbie Cassidy

Chapter Thirty-Five

The light shattered as I exhaled, ready to let loose another scream.

“It’s okay, Cora. You’re okay.”

Pippa?

The room came into focus. My room.

I was home.

I was back.

“She’s shaking,” Leif said. “Blankets now!”

“I don’t know what’s happening,” Pippa said.

“Fighting it. It’s working and—” My teeth chattered so hard they cut off my words. “Fuuuck.”

Leif threw a duvet over me and tucked it in, but my body continued to be wracked with tremors. This wouldn’t work. I needed more.

I looked from Tor to Leif. “Take…off…your…clothes.” The words spilled out between chatters.

Tor stared at me in confusion.

“Body heat,” Leif said, catching on.

He peeled off his shirt, revealing cobbled abs and taut pecs that flexed when he moved. My pulse jumped in my throat before settling into an eager flutter.

“Yes!” Pippa said. “Do it.”

Tor stripped quickly until his epic bronzed body, encased only in snug boxers, was on display. A spiral of warmth licked at my lower belly despite the cold fire burning through my veins.

The guys climbed into bed with me, bracketing me with their powerful bodies, velvety skin kissing my frozen flesh and lending me their heat. God, they were like twin furnaces. Mine. Oh yes, please. The chattering eased a little.

I looked down the bed and into Rune’s hazel eyes that swam with golden flecks. “Rune…”

He bounded onto the bed and laid his golden form across my legs.

“God yes.” I snuggled down as my trembling body fed off their heat.

“Fuck, you’re like ice,” Leif said.

“Cora’s, what’s happening?” Tor asked.

I filled them in on what the voice in the light had said. “She’s helping me. Burning it out of me.”

“You made a deal with an invisible entity?” Sloane pointed out. “What’s the cost?”

“Does it matter?” Jasper snapped. “She’s going to live.”

My gaze flew across the room to a corner where Jasper was a misty form, barely hanging on. He’d believed in me. He’d known I could fight this. I couldn’t let him fade away now.

“Jasper, take what you need.”

He locked gazes with me, and a small, wistful smile lifted his lips. “Not today, Cora.” Then he melted away.

Sloane tucked in her chin. “I best report to Anna, let her know we can pause on the red alert for now. Then I’ll find Conah. We need to figure out what the fuck is going on here.”

“I’ll come back with you,” Pippa said. “There’s nothing more I can do here.” She smiled at the guys. “You need to keep her warm until this cold burn passes.”

They closed the door behind them, and I was alone with my mates. In bed. Naked. And all I could think about was curling up to stay warm.

God, my life was twisted.

The chill abateda little as the guys’ body heat seeped into me, but the cold burn was a steady ache in my blood that wouldn’t let up. I curled up against Tor’s wide chest with Leif pressed to my back, making sure to avoid the gauze-covered claw marks.

They held me silently for long minutes as my body shook, but even through the tremors, I was acutely aware of their velvet, taut skin against mine, the warmth of Leif’s breath on my nape, the brush of his silken hair on my shoulder, and the steady thud of their heartbeats.

I wriggled a little, and the steady tempo sped up. Fingers flexed against my skin, digging in slightly at my hip and waist.

We weren’t meant to be this close, and yet we were. It was new, but it was a natural progression.

Inevitable.

How could I have fought this even for one moment?

Leif stroked my side, fingers trailing down to my hip, and Tor took over the motion, hand sliding over my hip and onto my butt.

A gasp slipped past my lips and my pulse sped up, heat blooming low in my belly.

You can warm her up quicker if you make her orgasm,Rune said.

Leif tensed.

Tor cupped my ass. “What?”

Make her come and it’ll heat her up and ward off the worst of the cold burn.

The burst of desire in my belly intensified at the thought of being touched by them. I ached to have Tor’s thick fingers inside me and Leif’s hot mouth on my breasts. Oh shit, just thinking about them touching me, licking me, rubbing me was making my blood heat.

“Cora?” Tor looked down at me, his steel-gray eyes darkening. “Can we touch you? Make you feel good?”

The chill bit at me, eager to take hold again. I needed the heat, and I needed them to give it to me.

“Yes.” The word was a hungry whisper. “Please.”

Rune rose off my legs, and I made a sound of protest as he took his heat with him.

I’ll leave you to it. Call me when it’s done. I can’t be here knowing I can’t participate.

I lifted my head from Tor’s chest to catch Rune’s eyes. “Rune…” There was nothing to say to make this easier.

I know. He left the room.

“Fuck,” Leif said softly.

“Yeah,” Tor said.

The chill was under my skin again, spiking my blood. I’d told them I didn’t want to take our relationship out of the friend zone, but Leif and I had smashed that boundary to smithereens, and honestly, right now, sandwiched between the two of them, I didn’t give a fucking shit.

I wanted them.

“Guys, I need you.” I curled my hand around Tor’s nape and squeezed. “Now.”

“How do you want to do this?” Leif asked Tor.

But Tor’s gaze was fixed on my mouth, his breath fanning across my lips. He was about to kiss me. Our first kiss. My pulse throbbed painfully in my throat as his lips descended toward mine, and then he stopped, the corners of his mouth lifting in a teasing smile.

“Tor?” I tugged him toward me, frustration tightening my throat.

“I’ll kiss you, Cora, but not on the mouth. Not today.”

He pushed me onto my back. “Warm up her top half,” he growled at Leif. “I’ll take care of the rest.”

My stomach flipped, heart hammering in anticipation as he slid down my body, his intense gaze locked on mine until he reached my pubic bone. Only then did he tear his gaze from my face and lower it to my core.

Thank God I kept a trimmed lawn.

His chest rumbled in appreciation, the vibration beating against my legs as his thumbs dipped between my thighs. He coaxed them apart, and the rasp of stubble teased the sensitized flesh as he dipped his head. The heat of his breath kissed my panties, and then wet warmth caressed me through the thin material. His mouth was on me, suckling me through cotton.

My legs parted on reflex, hips angling up to meet his mouth as a gasp spilled from my lips.

“Oh fuck.” Leif’s mouth parted, his attention on Tor as the shifter peeled my panties aside and parted me with his tongue.

I cried out as he latched onto my clit and sucked.

Leif’s hand slid up my torso, cupping my breast, kneading and then pinching my nipple into a harsh peak of pleasure before claiming it with his hot mouth. I arched my back, one hand coming up to hold Leif to me, the other raking through Tor’s hair and pressing him to me, begging him for more.

I was lost in sensation, heat spiraling out from the two points of contact as the hunger for release rose within me, claws, teeth, and a desperate need that had its own twisted burn.

Tor worked me, invading me with sure, even strokes of his long, thick tongue. Leif claimed my mouth, swallowing the ragged cries that spilled from my throat. His tongue mimicked the thrust of Tor’s, and his hand on my breast squeezed and tugged at my nipple until my body was a squirming mess of tension. Shockwaves lanced to my groin before spiraling and coiling, ready for release. I sucked on Leif’s tongue, grinding myself onto Tor’s clever mouth until the mounting pleasure reached its peak.

Leif groaned against my lips, his hand moving against my hip as he worked himself.

I wanted to touch him, but my hands were fisted in the sheets, every sense laser-focused on my throbbing core as it chased sweet release, and then with a flick of his tongue Tor pushed me over the edge.

I shoved at his head, not wanting to come in his mouth, but he gripped my thighs tighter, sucking on me and shattering the last of my control. Heat flooded me, bursting from me in throbs of pleasure. My guttural cry collided with Leif’s as my hips jerked with an orgasm that wouldn’t quit because Tor wouldn’t allow it to. As I came down from the high, he peeled back to lap at me like a big cat with a bowl of cream.

My cream.

Leif broke our kiss and together we looked down my body to find Tor watching us, mouth glistening with my juices, eyes bright. He dipped his head once more and licked me.

My body shuddered. “Oh, God.”

Leif came, hot and wet against my hip. “Fucking hell, Tor.”

Tor grinned at him. “You want to taste?”

I wasn’t sure I could take any more, but I wasn’t given a choice as Leif took Tor’s place between my thighs.

My heart thundered in my chest as Leif’s breath kissed my intimate place, then a moan slipped from my lips as he began to lap at my swollen post-orgasm core. I couldn’t take more. I couldn’t—

Leif pressed his mouth to me and began to work me anew.

Oh fuck.

I came again as Tor watched, his hands down his boxers, working his huge arousal.

Leif raised his head and licked his lips.

I wanted them. I wanted to taste them both.

“Next time.” Tor’s voice was thick and strained.

He kept his gaze pinned on me as his movements sped up, and then he threw back his head, coming so hard the veins in his neck bulged.

I didn’t get it. How could we do this but not go further. “No-sex rule makes no sense. This is just as intimate as penetrative sex.”

“Maybe,” Leif said, tearing his gaze from Tor. He licked his lips. “But the witches explained that by taking on the responsibility of the seal, you become the seal. There has to be a balance, a trade-off for the cosmos giving us this anchor connection. We pay the price by not being able to consummate with our mate, and you pay the price by being denied penetrative sex, something considered the ultimate intimacy.”

“We both lose something important,” Tor panted.

The guys collapsed on either side of me, pulling the duvet back over us. We’d made a mess, and I didn’t care. No way was I moving to get cleaned up right now, because the chill in my veins had melted beneath the heat of their ministrations. I needed to revel in it for as long as it lasted, because there was no doubt in my mind that the frost would be back.

This burn wasn’t over.