The Sun God Diaries
Chapter Forty-Three: Mating Games (Part Three)

Back at the love nest, the next day...

“Malachi?”

The Omega in question stirred from his after-sex slumber to gaze into the eyes of Yavier as he and Richard (both of them now wearing tight black boxer briefs that showed off their prominent erections) hovered over him. “Ah, man,” he moaned, stretching his limbs before discovering that he was back in the main house and one of the bedrooms. “How long was I out?”

“The whole night, Corazon,” Yavier replied, helping the young Sun God Wolf up to his feet before he and Richard stole chaste kisses. “It’s now Sunday morning- well, almost Sunday afternoon.”

“You did have one hell of a night last night with our other mates,” the Alpha dragon-shifter added, massaging Malachi’s shoulders while placing butterfly kisses down the boy’s nape. “Nathaniel told us that you were so lost in giving Ivan endless blowjobs, the demon himself was almost losing his goddamned mind. And that’s before you did the same to his cousin and Ian. You must have one hell of a tongue.”

Malachi felt his face heat up in mortification. “I have no regrets,” he deadpanned. “I was so hungry for their cocks that I wasn’t going to waste any more time. And today’s no different when it comes to my other mates.”

The Hispanic Alpha hellhound hissed seductively, his eyes glowing gold in wanton heat. “Is that right, Belleza Corazon?” he asked lowly in the boy’s ear as he began to kiss his mate. “Well, Malachi, you’ll need to catch your strength first. Richard, Galen, and I have prepared a light lunch for the four of us because you’ll need plenty of energy for what comes afterward...dessert.”

“Take me to the kitchen then, Amor,” Malachi replied, grabbing Yavier’s ass as he grabbed a pair of gray briefs and slid them on. “I do feel a bit peckish.”

“I bet you are,” Richard growled, swatting the teen’s ass playfully. “We can’t wait for what we got planned for you.”

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Minutes later, Malachi was sitting down to a plate of freshly-cooked pasta Alfredo with greens and grilled chicken as all thirteen of his mates were hungrily gazing down at him. “So, love,” Damien asked after some small talk. “Who do you think has gotten you all aglow in lust? I bet that Isaiah, Vincent, and I did a very good job with making you moan and scream our names in the Jacuzzi last night.”

“As if,” Ian retorted playfully, pausing to sip on some orange juice. “You should’ve seen our little minx go at it with endless blowjobs and rimjobs last night during our sexy massages. He was THIRSTY for mine, Nathaniel’s, and Ivan’s cocks. That wicked tongue alone- hot damn!”

Olodom, who was the only one wearing jeans, smirked. “What the hell did he do?” he asked.

Ivan shook his head, his eyes still glowing violet. “Our little angel can be quite the devil with that tongue of his,” he replied. “I never had someone with such a mouth have no gag reflex when he took me and the twin cousins in his mouth. The way he worked the underside and hit the weak spots? Fuck! Our boy’s becoming more and more rebellious in the bedroom every day.”

“I bet you guys were too tired to wreck his tight hole,” Aivox teased as Malachi sheepishly looked down.

“Are you kidding?” Nathaniel exclaimed. “If anything, he was the one riding us like he was at the rodeo when he was finishing making us cry out for his name with his tongues in our asses. I never had an Omega do that before.”

“That’s because this is our first time in the heat with our mate,” Cyler pointed out, Veronique nodding in assent. “Hell, we were all virgins until tonight with Aivox, Olodom, Veronique, and I the last ones to go for tonight.”

To Malachi, “And baby boy, the four of us have plenty in mind for tonight. We’re going to cap off our heats and mating frenzy with the art of BDSM, so you’ll know that you belong to us- all of us. And if you act right...maybe you can remind us that we belong to you.”

Olodom grinned wildly, his eyes glowing red with pride and desire. “We can’t wait,” was all he said.

Malachi only smirked, continuing to eat his food in silence as conversations flowed around with jokes and loving names- as well as some recaps from the previous night. Too soon, Malachi was now faced with Yavier, Richard, and Galen after everyone else had cleared the table away, packed up the leftovers, and placed the dishes in the dishwasher. “So, what are the three of you doing for dessert?” he wanted to know as Yavier returned from the kitchen with a can of whipped cream, chocolate syrup, a bowl of nuts, and another bowl of cherries in hand while Richard extracted a silk blindfold from of nowhere.

“You. As our sundae. With you being blindfolded as the four of us devour you from head to toe and even your cock,” Galen replied as he and the others dropped their underwear before leading Malachi to the now-bare table. “Let your conscience be clear and your spirit be free into the whirlwinds of pleasure, love.”

Five minutes later, Malachi was now a human version of a sundae with his body drenched in mounds of whipped cream, syrup, and chopped pecans as a lone cherry was in his navel and his throbbing erection restrained by a cock ring. “Alpha,” he breathed as he saw Richard climb on top of him. “Are you going to eat me?”

The dragon-shifter grinned before he sheathed a condom on himself. “Of course,” he snarled. “And like my friends, I always go straight for the good stuff.”

The kitchen was now full of erotic moans and screams as the dining room table was christened with the heat of sex. Malachi was never going to look at a sundae the same way again.

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Meanwhile, back in Travis’ bedroom...

The Joneslake cousins were stunned silent as they watched Malachi the Human Sundae become the desserts for Galen, Yavier, and Richard. “Damn!” the exclaimed.

Travis wisely closed his computer. “Let’s wait until the grand finale with Aivox, Olodom, Cyler, and Veronique having their time with Malachi,” he replied. “This is...wow.”

“I’ll say,” Sapphire agreed. “Let’s join our parents in the living room for a quick game of Scrabble.”

“Good idea.”