"Oh my gosh! I love this!" Evadne exclaimed as she stepped into the sleek camper van waiting for them at the private hangar in Reykjavík, Iceland, where the Falcon private jet had just landed.
While Hades and Casadin spoke with the man who delivered the van, listening to his thorough explanation of its features and safety systems, Evadne eagerly explored their temporary mobile home.
Finally, her long-time dream of a road trip was coming true.
Back in France, she and her former circle had once planned a road trip after her eighteenth birthday. But it never happened, not after her nightmares worsened, and certainly not after her mind-reading abilities awakened. It was then she discovered her so-called friends had secretly despised her all along.
But not now. Not this time. This time, she was going with her people, two of the most important men in her world. Her heart was full.
Of course, it took a thousand back-and-forth questions before the adults let her go. But Evadne didn't worry. Hades handled all of it, like he always did. Her super-controlling, security-obsessed fiancé would never say yes if he hadn't already planned for every possible scenario.
"Ready, Princess?" Casadin asked once the van attendant left. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her close.
"Yes," she grinned, turning to face him and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I'm so excited."
"I can tell," Casadin chuckled before leaning in to kiss her. What started as a soft kiss quickly deepened, their bodies swaying together toward the bed at the back of the van until they both collapsed on top of it, laughing.
Casadin's hand slid up her thigh, pushing past the hem of her fitted dress, fingertips brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh,
"Ahem," Hades interrupted, clearing his throat with one brow arched high. He stood just inside the camper, arms crossed. "We're still in the hangar."
"The windows are tinted from the outside," Casadin retorted, eyes flashing playfully. "You're welcome to join us."
"Do you want people asking why this camper hasn't moved for over an hour?" Hades growled, walking toward them. He extended a hand toward Evadne. "Come on, baby. Didn't you say you wanted to drive?"
"Ahhhh! Yes!!!" Evadne immediately sat up, fixing her dress and grabbing his hand. She grinned like a child given the keys to a candy shop and let Hades guide her to the driver's seat.
"You bastard, Hades!" Casadin groaned behind them, throwing his head back. "Princess! I'm so hard right now!" he whined dramatically, pointing at the very obvious bulge in his pants.
Evadne bit her lip and giggled, flashing him an apologetic smile.
"Later. I promise I'll make it up to you, my prince," she said sweetly, blowing him a kiss as she climbed into the driver's seat.
This might be her only chance to drive during the whole trip, Hades wasn't exactly famous for giving up control.
"I will get back at you for this, Hades. Remember that!" Casadin grumbled, glaring at the ceiling and trying to breathe through the heat pounding through his body.
Meanwhile, Hades and Evadne just laughed in the front seats as the camper van rolled smoothly out of the hangar and onto the private airstrip road, heading toward the Icelandic highway.
Hades settled into the passenger seat beside her, his eyes already scanning the road ahead like a hawk. He kept glancing from the highway to her hands on the wheel, ready to step in at the slightest misstep.
"Baby!!!"
"Hubby, can you stop?" Evadne interrupted, frustration bubbling in her voice as he once again commented on her speed. "I'm driving carefully!"
"You're already pushing 80," Hades warned, eyeing the speedometer with the disapproval of a man preparing to yank the wheel at any second.
"Go for a hundred, Princess!" Casadin called from behind them, leaning over the driver's seat with a devil-may-care grin. "Live a little!"
"Cas, you're not helping," Hades growled, shooting a sharp glare at Casadin.
Casadin, ever the instigator, just flipped him off with a smug grin.
"Step on the pedal, Princess," Casadin whispered to Evadne, low and conspiratorial.
And of course, she did.
The camper van roared down the highway as Evadne hit the gas, laughter bubbling out of her chest, wild and unrestrained.
"What the fuck, Baby!" Hades shouted, gripping the door handle as the scenery blurred past them.
"More!" Casadin whooped from behind her, which only fueled her reckless glee. Evadne burst into a full-bellied laugh, hair whipping slightly from the speed, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"That's it!" Hades snapped.
In one quick, furious move, he slammed his foot on the brakes. The van jerked violently, lurching all of them forward.
Evadne barely stopped herself from hitting the dashboard. Hades turned to her, face stormy, nostrils flaring like a dragon about to burn everything down.
Evadne's smile faltered. Her eyes widened. Then, slowly, she pouted.
And then, tears.
Big, shimmering drops welled up in her eyes.
"You stepped on my foot," she whispered in a small, broken voice, looking down dramatically.
Hades's rage dissolved in an instant. His gaze dropped to her booted foot where his own had landed.
"Shit, baby, I'm sorry," he said quickly, clearly panicking. He reached for her, lifting her into his arms before gently settling her into Casadin's lap, who was already grinning as he took the passenger seat.
Casadin raised a brow but said nothing as Hades slid into the driver's seat himself. Before starting the engine, Hades leaned across and pressed a soft kiss on Evadne's lips. She kissed him back, but the pout stayed firmly in place.
"Hey!" she protested, settling more comfortably on Casadin's lap. "You promised I'd drive."
"And you promised to listen," Hades said calmly, eyes back on the road as he started driving again.
Evadne huffed.
"Was it fun?" Casadin whispered in her ear, arms wrapping tightly around her waist as he adjusted her in his lap.
"I was gonna say yes," she smirked.
"You're not driving anymore," Hades interjected instantly, without even glancing back.
The smirk turned into a full pout.
"Party pooper," Evadne muttered.
"Party pooper," Casadin echoed in unison.
The two burst into laughter while Hades narrowed his eyes at them, looking like he might pull over and throw them both out.
But he didn't.
He just sighed, hands tightening on the wheel, jaw ticking ever so slightly.
The drive continued smoothly along the endless winding roads of Reykjavík. Mountains crowned the horizon, old towns passed in charming blurs, and sleepy ports shimmered in the distance. They took it all in.
They stopped at quaint local restaurants for lunch, eager to try native Icelandic cuisine.
Hades and Casadin took turns driving, though Hades always ended up behind the wheel longer since Casadin had a tendency to treat speed limits like optional suggestions.
At every stop, they'd gather ingredients from farmers' markets or quiet little groceries. Evadne insisted on cooking. It became a rhythm. By nightfall, they'd pull over at safe, scenic roadsides, surrounded by silence and stars, and wait for the auroras to dance in the sky.
That night, beneath soft green curtains of light, they sat around a modest table set just outside the camper.
"Aaaah~" Evadne cooed, holding out a piece of hangikjöt with her chopsticks for Casadin. He opened his mouth and took it with a satisfied hum.
"Delicious," he said, flashing her an 'OK' hand sign with a wink. "Princess, you need to stop cooking this well. I'm supposed to be working on my eight-pack goal."
Grinning, he lifted his shirt, revealing hard, defined abs. Six clearly visible, two more just starting to show.
Evadne's eyes lit up. "There's a baby abs already!" she laughed, leaning forward and poking the developing lines.
Then she dipped lower and bit one of the lower abs, leaving a small red mark that had Casadin gasping.
"Fuck, Princess…" he muttered, shivering at the contact.
Evadne pulled back, admiring her handiwork with a proud little smile. "I'm sure they'll be motivated to grow now," she teased with a sultry wink.
"It looks like it'll take a while for them to fully grow," Casadin said, smirking as he ran his fingers along his toned abs. "But something else is definitely growing right now." He threw a meaningful glance down, and Evadne's cheeks flushed pink.
"Gosh! You're so horny," Evadne giggled and leaned in to kiss him.
But their kiss was abruptly cut off as Hades stormed out of the camper van, visibly irritated.
"What's wrong?" Evadne asked, concern flashing in her eyes.
"There's no signal on the satellite phone," Hades replied, holding up the device with the GPS tracker that was supposed to constantly send their location to Falcon Security.
Casadin and Evadne exchanged a knowing look.
Evadne rolled her eyes. "Hubby, come sit down. Dinner's ready."
Hades continued waving the phone around like a human antenna.
"You do realize that no matter how high you raise that thing, it won't magically work? It's a satellite phone, it should have a signal anywhere," Evadne said, exasperated.
"That's exactly why I'm trying to find one," Hades muttered.
"I'm hungry," Evadne shifted to her sweetest tone, the one Hades could never resist. "Please? And the food I made is getting cold."
With a sigh of surrender, Hades finally walked to the table and sat down beside her, placing the satellite phone on the table.
"Give me that, you paranoid freak," Casadin said, snatching the device. "Dial it down, man. Your control-freak energy is contagious."
"Hey…" Hades began to protest, but Evadne quickly silenced him by feeding him a spoonful of food.
"I'm just worried, okay?" Hades mumbled after swallowing. "I promised Dad we'd stay trackable the entire time."
"We know," Evadne said gently, taking his hand. "But hubby, some things… you just can't control. No matter how hard you try. Sometimes, you have to let fate guide you." She kissed him lightly on the lips.
And just like that, Hades was outnumbered and defeated, again.
Dinner resumed with warm laughter and easy conversation. Evadne's cooking was comforting and flavorful, and they talked about the next leg of their journey while taking photos of the view and each other, documenting the moments they knew they'd want to revisit one day.
Later, stretched across the bed, Evadne groaned. "I'm so tired…"
"Princess, don't lie down right after eating," Casadin called out from the kitchenette, rinsing dishes. "You know the 'one' out there will furrow his damn brows again."
Hades was still outside, putting away the folding table and chairs and making one last desperate attempt to get a signal.
Evadne peeked through the curtain and groaned in frustration. "He's still trying?! My God, he won't stop until he's connected to NASA."
Casadin chuckled. "You knew what you signed up for."
But then Evadne's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
Casadin noticed instantly. "What are you thinking?" he asked warily.
"Are you done washing?" she asked, stepping off the bed.
"Almost… Why?"
Evadne opened the door, and shouted, "I want sex in the shower!!! Shower's closing in three minutes!"
Both men froze. Casadin's eyes widened. "You're kidding…"
But Evadne was already running to the compact outdoor shower setup beside the van.
Casadin bolted after her, abandoning his dishes mid-scrub.
At the same moment, Hades turned and sprinted toward the same destination, catching on immediately.
When Casadin tried to open the small shower door, Hades shoved him aside.
"You're not even done washing the dishes."
"Go find your signal, control freak," Casadin growled, pushing Hades back.
They both forced the door open at the same time and stumbled inside, cramming into the small shower stall after Evadne.
"We're not going to fit!" Evadne squealed with laughter as the three of them crammed into the compact outdoor shower. She was wedged between both men, her back to Casadin, chest pressed tightly against Hades.
There was barely enough room to breathe, let alone move. The warm mist from the water hadn't even started yet, but her body was already burning from the heat of being sandwiched between them.
"How am I supposed to shower with my clothes still on?" she demanded breathlessly, shifting against their bodies. "One of you needs to give way."
The two men locked eyes over her head.
Neither moved.
Then, identical wicked smirks curled on their lips.
"You're both insane!" Evadne gasped just as, in perfect synchrony, Hades and Casadin ripped her clothes. Hades tore from the shoulder downward while Casadin shredded from the hem up behind her.
"If there's a will, there's a way, Princess," Casadin murmured with a low growl before his mouth found her neck. He trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses along her skin, unclasping her bra with practiced fingers.
"Haaahh!" Evadne cried out, breath caught in her throat, as Hades suddenly dropped to a squat before her. He lifted her left leg over his shoulder, forcing her open, and shoved her lace panties to the side.
Without warning, his tongue was on her.
"Oh gods…" she moaned, her head falling back against Casadin's shoulder.
While Hades devoured her from below, his mouth firm, relentless, Casadin's hands massaged her breasts, thumbs brushing her stiffening nipples, then pinching them gently. He captured her lips in a deep, consuming kiss, muffling her moans as Hades slid one finger inside her… then a second, curling with maddening precision.
Pleasure built fast. Too fast.
Her body was already trembling, caught in the rhythm of two men who knew every inch of her and exactly how to unravel it.
"Gods!!!" she cried as release surged through her. Her walls clenched around Hades's fingers, her thighs quivering with the force of her orgasm. Hades drank everything, tongue stroking her through every wave.
Before she could even catch her breath, Hades slipped her panties down and off with ease, licking his way back up, over her trembling thighs, her belly, up to her breasts, until his mouth closed over one aching nipple.
"H-Hades, wait… Oh my god, " Evadne gasped when she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. And then, he was inside her.
He didn't hesitate.
Casadin held her steady from behind, supporting her weight as her legs wrapped around Hades's waist. Hades pushed in fully, groaning low as he bottomed out inside her.
Evadne's head dropped against Casadin's shoulder again, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"Cas… I'm still cumming," she whimpered.
"Princess, lower your voice," Casadin murmured into her ear, grinning, his tongue flicking over the shell of her ear. "Someone might hear us."
The tease only made it worse.
"Baby, fuck! I'm going to go faster, " Hades warned, but he was already moving, his hips slamming into her with brutal precision. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the tight space, and Evadne could barely hold herself up as he drove into her harder, deeper.
She clenched around him as the pleasure peaked again, and they came together, her nails digging into his shoulders, his head falling against her neck as he groaned her name.
But it wasn't over.
Not even close.
Before she had even recovered, Hades lowered her trembling legs, Casadin didn't give her a second of rest. He bent her forward, pressing her face gently to Hades's chest, and thrust inside her from behind.
"Ah, fuck!" she gasped, her hands clutching Hades's shoulders for support, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.
Casadin grunted behind her, gripping her hips tightly as he began to move. Hades wrapped an arm around her waist and slipped his thumb to her lips.
"Suck, baby," he ordered, voice dark and firm.
Evadne obeyed instantly, swirling her tongue around his thumb, moaning around it while Casadin's pace intensified behind her.
"Ahmmmh… Hnnn, "
Casadin pulled her hair slightly, forcing her back into a deeper arch. The slight sting only heightened her pleasure. Her walls pulsed around him, and Hades, watching her with heavy-lidded eyes, slid his other hand down, finding her clit.
He stroked her in rhythm with Casadin's thrusts, drawing soft, wet circles until Evadne was barely breathing, her legs quaking.
The combination of both men, Casadin pounding into her, Hades teasing her mercilessly, was too much.
Her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting around Hades's thumb as a third orgasm ripped through her.
She came with a cry, her body jerking, overwhelmed by the intensity.
But of course, it didn't end in the cramped shower.
It never did.
Not with them.
If they had time, and tonight, they had all the time in the world, Casadin and Hades never stopped at just one place. They loved Evadne the way only men completely possessed could. Thoroughly. Hungrily. Endlessly.
After their breathless, hot adventure under the stars, Casadin scooped Evadne into his arms, her skin slick, her hair clinging to her back, her legs still weak from climax after climax.
She curled into him instinctively, her cheek resting on his chest, lips parted with ragged breaths.
He carried her into the camper van with reverence, like a man transporting something sacred. Hades stayed behind to clean up, methodical, silent, though his jaw ticked with anticipation.
He disassembled the outdoor shower, secured every latch, and locked the setup back into its storage compartment along the side of the van. Every motion precise. Controlled. Like he was buying time. Or holding back.
Inside, Casadin gently laid Evadne down on the bed.
Her damp skin hit the cool sheets, making her shiver, but not from cold. No, this was something else. Anticipation. Raw, delicious ache.
Casadin didn't make her wait.
He hovered over her, lips trailing across her chest, her stomach, down her thighs, worshiping every inch like she was a feast crafted for him alone. He took his time.
And then he took her. Again.
This time slower. Deeper. More intense.
His hands roamed with purpose, guiding her hips, teasing her until she was writhing, whispering shameless things in her ear that made her moan his name like a prayer and a curse all at once.
He loved her thoroughly, until she came around him again, and again, her fingers tangled in his damp hair, her cries echoing in the small space.
By the time he was done, she was a trembling, flushed mess beneath him.
That's when Hades returned.
Silent, dark-eyed, he stood at the foot of the bed, watching her. Watching them. His eyes burned with barely reined desire.
Casadin shifted aside, leaving Evadne breathless and dazed on the sheets.
Hades didn't ask. He didn't speak. He simply climbed onto the bed, hovering over her like a storm cloud about to break.
And then he kissed her.
Hard. Possessive. Bruising.
His hands were not gentle, they gripped her hips like he owned her, dragging her toward him as he lined himself up and thrust into her in one swift, devastating motion.
"Hades, oh f-fuck, " she cried, her nails raking down his back.
He didn't hold back.
Not this time.
He claimed her selfishly, his thrusts punishing and precise, making her body convulse with every snap of his hips. Her walls clenched around him, still sensitive, still pulsing from Casadin's earlier touch, but she welcomed it. Needed it.
His mouth found her breasts, biting, sucking, marking her. And when her back arched once more, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave, he buried himself to the hilt and came with a low, guttural moan.
But even that wasn't the end.
No.
Because the two of them, Casadin and Hades, they were never satisfied with just taking turns.
They needed her at the same time.
Her eyes fluttered open just as Hades flipped her over, positioning her on all fours.
Casadin knelt in front of her, his lips finding hers again, then trailing down to her neck as he pulled her against him.
And then, Hades entered her from behind, stretching her open again while Casadin slowly slid into her mouth.
She moaned as both men filled her, one claiming her body, the other claiming her mouth.
Their pace was maddening. Perfectly in sync. Hades slammed into her from behind while Casadin groaned above, fingers tangled in her hair as she took him deeper with every movement.
They ravished her, made her scream, curse, tremble.
Her legs gave out, but they held her.
Her voice broke, but they kissed her.
They didn't stop.
Wave after wave of pleasure tore through her body, wracking her until she could no longer speak, no longer think, only feel.
Her body convulsed, her walls fluttered violently, and she came so hard her vision blurred.
And still… they didn't stop.
They took her to the very edge of oblivion.
Until finally, her body gave in.
Her lips parted in a silent moan. Her eyes rolled back. Her trembling stopped.
And she fainted, collapsing between them, unconscious from sheer pleasure.
They didn't panic. They simply caught her.
She was theirs. And this had happened before.
They cleaned her up gently. Whispered to her as she slept. Kissed her skin with reverence and pride. She'd given them everything, and they had taken it like the greedy, adoring monsters they were.
When they finally slipped beneath the covers beside her, Evadne remained nestled between them, her breathing soft, her expression peaceful.
Casadin curled around her back, arm draped over her waist.
Hades held her from the front, his fingers tangled in her hair, his forehead resting against hers.
The three of them slept like that, sated, warm, and content.