The Point of No Return

by Devyn Sinclair

“Big scary monsters my ass. Taking care of me like this.”

Facts

“It did. Probably would have been better if you hadn’t shown us exactly how much you like us to be big, scary monsters.”

Sheesh

He leaned down, purring in my ear. “Good girl.”

Yes sir

I brushed my fingers across the surface and tried pushing my thoughts to them. I want you to come back. The low laughter felt like tingles across my skin and through my mind. Silvery tendrils of sensation like they were reaching out for me too. Soon, mate. That was Marius’s voice. I could tell the difference now. And Erik. Sleep. It was like a caress inside my head, and I went back to sleep.

Bro id do the same thing

I brushed my fingers across the surface and tried pushing my thoughts to them. I want you to come back. The low laughter felt like tingles across my skin and through my mind. Silvery tendrils of sensation like they were reaching out for me too. Soon, mate. That was Marius’s voice. I could tell the difference now. And Erik. Sleep. It was like a caress inside my head, and I went back to sleep.

So cute

By comparison, waking up to my blaring alarm a couple of hours later was far from pleasant.

I can definitely agree to that

I definitely would have sold my soul to fuck a monster.

I would too if i had this same opportunity

He opened the box, and my jaw dropped. It was pearls. A whole string of white pearls as big as my thumb. And from the bottom of that strand, a pink stone hung, encircled by more pearls. “Is that—?” “A pink diamond? It is.” “It’s beautiful.” And more than that, I nearly felt drawn to the stone. A magnetic feeling. I wanted to touch it. Gently closing the box, Raoul smiled again. “I’m glad you think so.”

Hhhmmmm

She had a blonde man standing near her that seemed vaguely familiar.

Probably one of the bad guys

If you guys keep going the only thing that I’m going to be able to answer in these interviews is how badly I want to be having sex and nothing about the show. Good. The word was tripled.

Hehehe

The sadness in Alexandre’s eyes disappeared as he laughed. “What do you want to eat?” He asked, eyes darkening. “My mate being hungry is unacceptable.” My stomach growled in response. “I would kill for some pizza. But I doubt they’re serving that.” Alex stood and walked in the direction Marius and the doctor disappeared. “Where are you going?” “To get you pizza.”

Aaaaaawwwww

“I’m starting to need you more than I need pizza,” I said. “I’m going to fuck you last,” Erik said. “Why?” That wicked smirk was enough to make me writhe, that now familiar heat licking down my spine. “Because you need to be thoroughly warmed up before you take me.”

Eeeekkkkk

“Good.” I stood off his lap and retreated to a single chair so I wouldn’t be distracted while I ate. “Because you’ve never seen a New Yorker eat pizza.”

Bruh haahahahha

“You’re connected to the opera house. Stuck during the day, and can only go so far at night. On the full moon you’re not stuck, but you’re a little closer to in-between forms because moonlight is sunlight—which is kind of werewolfy to be honest. You guys were powerful as fuck, and basically royalty until you got stuck here, and I’m your mate because my spiritual, essential, soul energy is an exact match for yours. We can make the mating thing almost physical by you guys going vampy and biting me, and you’re all three totally okay with sharing because it’s meant to be. There are more creatures than gargoyles. Pretty much every mythological creature is real. Did I get everything?” Alex laughed. “I think so.” “Oh wait. You guys don’t have a pulse?” Marius shook his head. “Nope. Rocks don’t need a heartbeat.”

Got it

They told me about the connection mates could have after being bitten by the gargoyle, and had all said that we should wait. The mating frenzy was intense, and with the show, I couldn’t afford to be practically chained to a bed for endless bouts of sex.

Biting hmmmm

“You’re…immortal, right?” Marius said. “Yes. We can be killed, but we won’t die.” Anxiety suddenly burned in my chest. I knew it was the part of my brain that was still in awe that this was happening and thought it didn’t make sense to be talking about forever after such a short time. “So, what about me?” I asked softly.

Sadness

He shook his head. “I’ve never heard of a human, immortal mate.” My heart sank. “That’s it?” “Of course not.” Erik’s voice was dark. “We’re finding a way out of this building, and then we’ll find a solution for that. The world is full of magic, Christine. We exist. The world may not have found that answer yet, rare as mates are.” “But,” Alex said gently into my skin. “If we can’t, it doesn’t mean that we’ll love you less.” I gasped at the word love. That’s what this was, right? Impossible, beautiful love that’s effortless. I didn’t know that I could say it yet. But it was there, beating under the surface of my skin like my pulse.

Omgggggggg

While I was face deep in my pizza they’d explained their power. Not magic in the traditional sense, but a connection to the world. They could go further from the opera house than others might be able to. And when gargoyles roamed freely, their power fell into a natural hierarchy.

“Did they have anything to do with you being bound here?” A low growl shook beneath it. “We can’t prove it, but we believe so.” Then he sighed. “We’re afraid that they’ll use you to get to us. Speaking of mortality. If you die, even before we amplify our bond, it will be…unbearable for us. Could break us.”

Aaaaaahhhgh

Alex smiled at that. “I would rather have a life with you, and follow you into the afterlife, than to be immortal alone. The others feel the same.” They confirmed it.

If this isnt romantic idk what is

The fact that the man who’s lap I was sitting in just threatened to murder someone for me bothered me less than I thought it would.

Teehee

“My kind of man.” “I’m about to be your kind of monster,”

Hot damn

“Because we want the things that you want. We’re the same.”

<3

What if this had never happened? This show. Or what if I never went viral to be in it? I never would have met you.” “But you did meet us,” he said. “And I’ve never been happier.”

Aaaawwwww

“Wait,” Meg held out a hand. “Mates. You’re fucking mates? My god, you fucking lucky ass bitch.”

Its 11pm and i almost screamed at this aaahhhhahaha

Like he knew exactly what I was thinking, Alex came for me, reaching around me and sliding a hand into my hair. Erik stepped back and let Alex step forward. He tugged, tilting my head back so I could look nowhere but at him. “We match you,” he said. “There is nothing that you can tell us that will shock us or make us think less of you. It doesn’t matter how dark or how dirty you think it is. You are ours. Your deepest, blackest desires were made to mirror us. You want to run? We want to chase you. You want to let us tie you down and fuck you with our tongues and tails until you forget the power of speech? It would be my pleasure.” That last word turned into a purr that reached into the center of me and pulled.

So oof

“Come on,” she whined, bouncing up and down. “You get monster dick and I can’t hear about it?” “Oh my god,” I laughed. “Later.”

Im over here kicking and giggling

“It’s been a while since I talked to Penelope.” She was the ancient river nymph that watched over this section of the Seine. Grumpy most of the time, she could be bribed for favors.

Everything went silent in my head. Callum was here. In the building again. In the same room as my mate. Alex and I were moving to the door in unison. Nothing mattered except for her. Not the potential appearance of two men coming out of Christine’s rooms. Not the fact that if enough people kept seeing us in the opera house they would start to ask questions. Nothing except for her and the fact that she was too close to that monster.

Aaawwwww

“I was invited,” he said lightly. Then he sniffed, and his eyes went dark. Too dark for a human. “Oh, my. This just got far more interesting.” Fuck. He could scent her on us. Scent us. And the way we were connected. “What are the chances that the three of you would find a mate? I guess I underestimated her at Club Spectre.”

oh shit

The curtain inside the door barely brushed aside before Marius had me up against the wall inside the door. “Did he touch you?”

Aaaahhh

“The terror that hits when there’s any possible danger to you,” Marius’s voice was measured and even. “The drive to protect you overrides everything. Every single thing. To the point where we don’t even want you to have to think about danger.”

My heart

“Baby girl, I promise we’re never leaving.”

Swoon

Hello? Hello, beautiful. Alex said. I smiled. Can you see me? I thought it was just sound. Erik’s voice. We can’t see you. But I would do a lot of things to be able to right now. But, Marius interrupted. We will be watching your performance and waiting for you when you get back.

Squealingg

Christine Daniels doesn’t care if half the cast of Joan D’Arc hates her. She’s doing it her way.

What a fucking bitch

This wasn’t merely for the opening of the show. It was a celebration of the restored historical icon that was the opera house.

Happy tears

“It is incredibly wonderful to meet you,” a tall, handsome man said. It took a full three seconds for me to realize that it was the president of France.

The fuck

Monsieur Chagny clapped the president on the shoulder. “We mustn’t hold up our star. Especially when she wears that necklace so beautifully.”

I commend the author for barely giving this bitch screentime

The sun was slipping down behind the buildings and casting long shadows. They would be free soon. And with my mates truly watching me for the first time, I wanted to remember what it was like to sing.

My heart

It happened fast. One hand darted out and grabbed Christine’s arm. Another person wanting a picture. And another. Suddenly, hands were all over her and she was being pulled back into the crowd. They would pull her over the fence.

Holy fuck

“Let it go, baby girl.”

Aaaawww

“I didn’t want that to be the last thing I said to you.” Her face crumpled again, but she pulled it back. “I never told you that I love you. And I do.” Light exploded in my chest, hearing those words. I knew—of course we knew. We could feel it even when she’d sent us away. But hearing it was like having the aurora borealis poured directly into my soul. Glorious, awe-inspiring, and like nothing else in the whole fucking universe. I kissed the back of her hand because it was the closest skin that I could reach. Alex was on his feet and with us in a flash, leaning down to kiss her bare shoulder. Erik’s face was buried in her neck. “I love you,” I said. “I hope that you knew that without me having to say it. I loved you from the first moment, and I’m never going to fucking stop.”

Oh em ggeeeeeee

If anything had happened, and she hadn’t thought that we loved her… It was unthinkable. Soul-shattering and life-altering.

My heart

“Let us love you,”

Oh my god <3

“You’re ours, little mate. Owned. Bound. To pleasure and fuck. To knot.”

Sheeeeesh

“Then take the towel off,” Alex growled. “Or I’ll take it off for you.”

Yessir

And bruises. I growled at the sight of them—they weren’t something we could heal with our tongues, and the thought of who put them there was enough for me to go outside and shout for Callum to come and face us.

Aaawww

“Baby, you’re going to kill me.”

Good lord

“You know what good girls get?”

More dick lol

“Good girls get reminded of what happens when they’re naughty.”

Oh snap hehe