Moaning, I swallow before looking up at Ezryn with a satisfied grin. He wipes the side of my lips with a tender touch, then, in a voice tinged with annoyance, says, “Someone kiss her for me.”
“Gladly.” Farron grips my face and kisses me deeply.
Dayton bends to layer kisses along my spine, his cock still inside me, as if he’s reluctant to leave. My muscles pulse around him, and I wish I could keep him this close to me forever.
“Holy fuck, Rosie, you look so hot filled with all our cum,” Dayton groans.
My arms start to shake. Dayton slides out of me, leaving his sticky release dripping down my legs. I miss the feeling of him inside me.
“Oh my god,” I moan.
“You’re not done yet,” Dayton says, turning to Farron. “You’re going to eat my cum out of your mate’s pussy while I fuck you.”
Farron and I exchange a look of pure and utter melting for this man. Then we both let out a collective whimper.
“You heard him. Spread those legs,” Ezryn says, all dominance, as he positions me on my back.
Farron lightly kisses my inner thigh. “You smell so good, Sweetheart. Like Day.”
His breath is hot between my legs before he licks me. Then one lick turns into an utter devouring. My overly sensitive pussy begins to throb.
Farron moans against me as Dayton enters him. The Summer Prince’s expression is pure bliss as he drives in and out of my mate. Then he catches my gaze and winks.
Ezryn delicately pushes my brassiere down, freeing my breasts to the chilly air. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, especially when your face is overtaken with pleasure.”
Farron’s tongue moves faster, deeper.
“Every drop,” Dayton pants as he moves. “Get every drop, Pup.”
Farron’s answer is a sigh of ecstasy, his cock already hard again. I writhe on the flower petal, barely able to contain all the sensation.
“Come for us again, Baby Girl.” Ezryn’s nimble fingers work my breasts. “No one can hear you out there. Scream if you want.”
And I do. His words send me over the edge in an explosion of euphoria. Farron moans, and through my blurry vision I see his cock spurt ropes of cum. Dayton pumps once more before roaring and emptying himself again. And Ezryn holds me tight through it all.
I lie in the bliss, wishing the flower could stay closed forever. That I could be theirs forever. And they could be mine.
There is more love within me to give. Deep within my selfish heart, empty spaces echo.
48
Caspian
“Well, well, well, Quellos, you’ve truly outdone yourself. Instead of playing around with old bones from the dirt, you’ve finally been able to keep your subjects alive.”
I dangle a leg off a parapet and stare down into the open courtyard that is part of Perth Quellos’s laboratory. Sira has truly surpassed herself in setting the old fool up with every toy and tool the Below has to offer. I must admit, it almost makes me think he made the right choice instead of languishing in Frostfang’s prison.
Almost.
“Are you going to sit up there and judge, or are you going to be of assistance?” Quellos snaps.
“Sit and judge, thank you very much. I like to do what I’m good at.”
Quellos mutters under his breath and turns his attention back to the goblin before him. The little creature stares around with wide eyes, eager to be the next pawn in Sira’s game.
“Stay still,” the old fae barks at the goblin, then, without a moment of warning, shoves it into a glowing green pit before him.
Mist that swirls like emerald fingers writhes around the screaming goblin. The creature crumbles in on itself, pitching forward, chitters turning to gurgles. Quellos sighs and wipes sweat from his bald brow.
“Such power in the Green Flame.” Perth’s eyes widen. “If only we could draw more of its magic into this world.”
My insides to turn to ice. Oh yes, let’s invite a terrifying god-like being that could obliterate the entire Enchanted Vale and the human world with a snap of his giant fingers. My jaws tighten, but I let nothing show on my face. All of Mother’s prayers, all of Quellos’s tricks with crystals … None of it compares to what lies within my own blood. It is a secret Quellos doesn’t know, can never know.
I turn my attention back to Quellos’s little experiment.
Green fire erupts through the creature and it straightens, crying out with renewed vigor. Its eyes flash with that same eerie flame. Its gnarled body climbs up the wall to stand before the former vizier of Winter.