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The guys gave me three days to recover, but I still had three more Beloveds to tackle. I wasn't complaining by any means though. I loved them and even if the prophecy didn't require sex, I would still give them every part of me. I was theirs and they're mine.

Popping a grape into my mouth, I followed the floating flame. It lead me down hall after hall, until it disappeared into a door. I stand there for a second, smiling, then push it open. The room was dark and I had instant flashbacks of my night with Kelen. And while I loved every second of it, I wanted to actually see this time.

"Clent?"

There was no answer.

I was about to call about again, but the flame came back to life. I watch, mesmerized, as it began to swirl and expand. It took the form of a butterfly and fluttered around me. A sound of awe left my lips right as it multiplied. There were now dozens of butter---well more like fireflies. I laughed when they started playing, chasing each other in circles. I was so distracted, that I didn't notice I was on fire.

With a scream I began jumping around, trying to shake it off. I was so panicked that I didn't really realized that yes, I was on fire, but no, I didn't hurt. "Clent!?" I demanded. With a chuckle, the man in question revealed himself. I opened my mouth to yell at him, but instead I started practically drooling.

His whole body was engulfed in fire, red and orange flame dancing along his skin. Even his hair was fiery, slighly floating in soft waves. I tried not to look down though. He was clearly naked. Was his co---

"Will you dance with me?" I almost don't hear him, I'm so focused on committing his body to memory.

"Huh?" I ask dumbly, finally closing my mouth and wiping away imaginary drool.

He chuckles, stepping forward and kissing me softly. "Dance with me June."

I smile at his charm, then wrap my arm his neck, fire be damned. "Yes, I will dance with you kind sir."

Clent's hands go to my hips, pulling me close. I lean my head against his chest, breathing in his campfire scent. We begin to sway, letting the crackling of the fire be our music. We don't need to speak, just be in each other's company. After a while I look up. A fire swirled frantically in his eyes, but calms when he looks back at me.

"When were you planning to use this little trick on me?" I ask with a playful glare.

Clent laughs, then spins me out into a low dip. "I was saving it for this very moment, Darling," he says before leaning down and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I give as good as I get, returning the passion. We kiss for what feels like forever, then I'm suddenly wrapped around him koala style. Clent keeps kissing me while walking somewhere I don't care to see. His cock presses against my stomach, making me realize that while I may not have burned to ashes, my clothes did.

I pull back, inspecting my arm. Blue flames cover it like living vines. I stare, a slow smile spreading across my face. "Why didn't you do this sooner!?" I ask, incredulous. I could just sit and watch the fire all day.

Clent bounces me up, shifting me higher in his arms, then kisses my cheek. "I wanted this to be special," he whispers huskily.

At that I turn back to him, staring into those fiery eyes. When words fail me, I just slam my lips into his. He hugs me tighter and continues walking, gliding his tongue against mine.

Finally, he stops and begins lowering me. I squeezes his shoulders and whisper a low, "Wait." Clent drawls me back up immediately, not questioning my request. I stare him straight in the eye while using his shoulders to hoist myself up. Once I'm up high enough I reach between us and grab his cock, which is indeed on fire. Clent groans, closing his eyes for a second. I smirk, then slowly sink down, letting it ease in.

I wasn't prepared for the overwhelming warmth that flooded my insides. A surprise yelp-moan leaves my parted lips. It was Clent's turn to smirk.

"Didn't expect that huh?"

I shake my head, then let it fall back on a long groan when Clent leisurely thrust up. I slid my fingers into his hair and pull slightly. That earns me another thrust, harder this time. He sets a slow, but deliberate pace, driving me to the edge of madness. Clent trails his hot tongue down my neck, following up with quick kisses. I moan softly, which turns into a whimper when he pulls away. I bring my head back down and stare into his eyes.

"You're so fucking sexy," he growls lightly before kissing me deeply. I begin to meet his thrust, pushing down when he pushes up. The roar of the fire, our moans, and skin slapping are the only sounds filling the room.

"And you're so fucking hot...literally," I say then laugh. He laughes with me, then gives my ass a light slap.

"Such dirty words. Are you begging to be punished?" He asks, one eyebrow raised in seriousness, but I see the humor in his eyes.

I lean forward, running kisses up his jawline until I reach his ear. "Not yet," I whisper then bite his earlobe. When I pull back, I see that the fire in his eyes is now raging. Looks like I just set this bomb off.

In a matter of seconds, I'm on my back.

"The bed---" I begin to protest, but he interrupts.

"Fireproof. Everything in here is fire proof," he assures, but his smirk alarms me. "Well, except you."

My eyes widen at that. I know he'll never hurt me, but whatever he's planning is gonna really test my limits. Before I can dwell on that statement, he's ontop of me and back inside of me. Blue and red flames clash in a storm of passion as we devour each other. Somehow, we started wrestling.

I pull his hair roughly, yanking his head from my breast to my lips. He takes my hands and pins them to the bed with a growl. I growl back, biting his lips. Clent cinnamon blood spills into my mouth and I'm so focused on drinking it down that whatever control I had slips away.

He pulls away, chuckling. "Now that I have your submission," he tease, "I'll have my evil way with you."

I scoff indignantly, trying to hide my smile with a scowl. "I thought you were a gentleman."

He gives me an overly dramatic, sexy look. "Oh don't worry. I'll be nice," he thrust into my harshly, "and gentle."

I bite my lip, still refusing to moan or smile, even though I want to. Badly. Clent raise an eyebrow at my stubbornness, then shrugs. "Guess I'll have raise the stakes," he sighs like it brings him so much grief to do so. A little laugh escapes my lips, but I quickly cough to cover it up.

"Do your worst," I dare.

He shrugs again, the calm before the storm, then suddenly pounces. My body heat spikes, having been normal before. Now it feels like I'm in a sauna, but that's only on the outside. His cock feels like a hot, iron rod, but not to the point of pain. It actually feels so damn good.

I couldn't have stopped the loud moan I released if I tried. The red flames on his body flare, pushing heat into me wherever we touch, but it was also accompanied by mind blowing sparks of pleasure. I was so lost to the warmth that when his suddenly freezing cold tongue lapped at my nipple, I jolted.

"Wh-what....how?" I sputtered, looking down at him. He smirked up at me, but kept swirling his tongue. I squirmed, trying to get away from the cold and back into the heat. He brought his hand up to my shoulder, holding me down lightly.

"I can give heat yes, but I can also drain it. Just focus on the heat, Baby," he whispered against my skin, just as the heat increased. I nodded then dropped my head, closing my eyes. When his mouth continued it's attack on my breast, I just focused on his cock inside of me; how hot and good it felt. Now I was squirming for a different reason. I was so close.

Clent picked up his head suddenly and kissed me. His lips were cold, but I barely noticed, so focus on the heat. "That's it, Love," he praised. His hand slide down my stomach and my focus momentarily flickered. It was even colder, but when his fingers began messaging my clit, it didn't matter. I exploded.

I scream out my pleasure and blue flames seem to shoot out of me and sink into Clent. He stiffened, surprised, then groaned and found his release. His red flames did the same thing, shooting out and into me. It felt like I was having twenty organsm at once. I groaned, it feeling so good that it hurt.

"W-what was t-that?" I asked, panting.

Clent panted with me, sitting up slightly and running a hand through his flame engulfed hair. "I don't know," he said, eyebrows furrowed then he looked down at me and smirked, "but I sure as hell am going to do it again."

I didn't even have time to think, before I was up and in his lap. "Ride me," Clent growled.

"Happily," I growled back, then began to do just that.

Sorry to all those who wanted this scene to be with Cas or Alaric. It was a tie so I just picked the person who didn't get picked🤷🏽‍♀️.

Marcus✔

Kelen✔

Clent✔

Whoever writes the funniest joke gets to pick who's next🤣