I let him slide off my ballet flats because it’s more fun than vanishing them away. As he applies his thumbs to the arch of my foot, I lean back on my hands with a sigh. “Maybe the aches and pains aren’t so bad if it means I get treated like this to make up for them.”
The winter fae makes a dismissive sound. “You should get the princess treatment without needing to suffer for it, Cream Puff.”
“And there should always be plenty of color for our Rainbow too.” Mirage waves his hand, and illusions spring up around the clearing. Vibrant flowers bloom from vines that wrap around tree trunks, filling my nose with a perfume it’s hard to believe is imaginary. Butterflies with pearlescent wings flutter through the air. The water of the stream sparkles like it’s made of liquid diamond.
My next giggle comes out breathless. Raze adjusts his stance, gazing down at me.
“You shouldn’t need to hold up any weight at all,” he declares, and plants his massive frame behind me so I can lean against his chest instead.
As I settle against the warmth of his body, Jonah reaches into his pockets. “I brought one more thing that might make the pampering complete. How’d you like a snack to regain some of that energy, Peri? One of the shadowbloods picked up some pretty fantastic chocolate on a supply run.”
My mouth is watering just at those words. “Yes, please.”
Jonah sits next to me, retrieving the bar of chocolatey deliciousness. He starts to hand it to me and then stops, a sly smile crossing his lips. “Even better…”
He opens the wrapper and breaks off a bite-size square. When he offers it to me, I open my mouth so he can pop it right onto my tongue.
The semi-dark chocolate melts in my mouth with a delectable mix of sweet, bitter, and creaminess. A shiver of delight ripples through me.
An answering tingle echoes into me from each of my men. I glance around to find them all watching me avidly, their heartbeats kicked up a notch. An even more intoxicating flavor laces the emotions that pass between us.
Hail moves to my other foot, caressing the sole between deeper digs of his thumbs. “I think our mate might need a different sort of pampering.”
Is that the first time he’s called me hismate? I like that phrasing even more than being called a good girl.
A rumble reverberates from Raze’s chest. He dips his head, and I turn mine to meet his kiss.
The lingering chocolate in my mouth spikes his desire even hotter. He kisses me deeply, his tongue teasing over mine. Hail’s massage travels to my ankle, one hand stroking higher up my calf.
Tasting their desire gets me all kinds of heated up too. My thighs press together against the growing pressure.
Mirage kneels next to me and nuzzles my neck before teasing his fingers across my breasts. “We’re all going to take care of you.”
He trails his hand right down to my hip but then glances at Jonah with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Is our sorcerer the only one who hasn’t gotten to tasteyouyet?”
A sharper pulse of need throbs between my legs. Jonah’s gaze smolders into mine. “It sounds that way. But I’d love to fix that oversight right now.”
Raze rumbles again in apparent agreement and sweeps aside my hair to nip the lobe of my ear. As I ease my legs apart in anticipation, Mirage tugs the skirt of my dress upward between caresses.
Even Hail willingly moves to the side to make room for Jonah to bend down between my knees. I lean into Raze, eagerness buzzing through my veins.
The sorcerer’s smile comes with an even headier flavor of emotion than the chocolate he offered. He bows his head.
The first swipe of Jonah’s tongue has me gasping. The second provokes a full-out moan. I clutch at Raze’s arm, at Hail’s shirt where he’s tucked himself closer to me, already melting with pleasure. And incredibly glad that no one lives near this patch of forest.
Jonah grasps my hips, massaging my ass as he laps at me. Every flick of his tongue sets off another jolt of bliss. I rock into his mouth, quivering and crying out when he teases the edge of his teeth across my clit.
It only takes a deeper suck of his mouth and a dip of his fingers between my folds to tip me over the edge. I jerk in Raze’s hold, swept up in the rush of pleasure.
Satisfaction emanates from Jonah into me. As I come down from my own ecstatic high, I find I want nothing more than to spread it around.
“I’d like to return the pampering,” I say, and push up on my knees so I can lean over Jonah’s lap.
“Fuck, Peri,” he mutters as I yank at the fly of his slacks. It’s definitely not a protest. His hips cant upward so I can ease his pants down, and his cock springs from his boxers, all eagerness.
I take his shaft into my mouth, drinking in the salty muskiness of him, and swirl my tongue around him as if he’s the best kind of popsicle. Jonah’s groan mingles with another ragged “Fuck!”
I’m vaguely aware of my other men moving around me. Mirage’s playful voice comes from right behind me next. “We can’t neglect our Rainbow even when she’s in a sharing mood.”
