“You wouldn’t.” My eyes narrow, assessing his expression. “Would you?”
His finger strokes my palm. “First, I would tell you that I love you. That I’m going to try every day to make sure you never regret picking us. I’d even crawl if you asked me to, witch. If yousaid no, then I’d respect your choice. But I’d still spend every day of the rest of my life waiting for you to come home.”
My breathing stutters. “And you said you didn’t have words.”
Those words, I’m going to keep close. And take them out, every so often, just to remind myself of how I felt in this moment.
When I don’t say anything, he twists his head. His hair falls over his eyes, and he shoves it away impatiently. “Well?”
“You know you didn’t actually ask me aquestion—,”
“Witch,” he hisses. His lips land on mine before I can say anything else. “Isaidthe three of you together would be trouble.”
He doesn’t sound particularly bothered by that fact. “Do you think you can handle a lifetime of trouble? Because I have my doubts.”
Kaelen kisses me again. “Watch me, witch.”
One year later - Lyra
Asliver of dark, curling erevas winds around my stomach. Arching my back, I suck in a gasp as it flicks against my nipple.
“Don’t hold those breathy little cries in from me.” The male seated in front of me wears a smug expression and nothing else. Kaelen strokes a hand over his cock, and I swallow as it bobs, the head slick and shiny. “I want to hear them, witch.”
He’s heard plenty of them so far. A stroke of shadow works between my legs, rubbing over my nub, and my cry echoes in unison with Darian and Eres as shadows wrap around their cocks andpump.My words are breathless. “As punishments go, this one might be my favorite.”
“Agreed.” Darian chokes out.
Something that might be awhineripples from Eres’s throat.
The three of us are on our knees on the very edge of our bed, our wrists bound above our heads by Kaelen’s shadows. They trickle from his palm, endless amounts winding around us and pinning us in place.
And all because we gave Rosen and Jace alittlebit of flour to play with.
Well. It was a bag. We gave them a bag of flour.
Quite a big bag, really.
But it wasDarian’sidea to let them into Kaelen’s office.
The shadows play with my breasts, my core, flicking and stroking and rubbing until I try to press my legs together. But I can’t, since they’re bound too.
“I’m trying to decide who to fuck the attitude out of first,” Kaelen says calmly. “Possibly you, witch, since you seem to be the ringleaderevery single fucking time.”
I bite down on my lip to hide my smile, but he sees it. “It’s not my fault that you seem to be easily riled,wielder.”
He gets to his feet, taking his time as he makes his way toward us. Eres sounds as if he’s half on the verge of release already, his torso twisting in the bindings and his eyes lidded. “Kae.Please.”
Kaelen runs a hand down his cheek. Lower. He flicks the head of Eres’s cock, and my healer’s groan makes me clench again. “You know I like it when you beg. Wait your turn.”
But I watch as he lifts Eres’s heavy cock, pushing it up toward his stomach. Kaelen presses into him, notching his own cock around Eres’s and wrapping his hand aroundbothof them, rubbing. “Just a little taste.”
“Fuck. Yes,please,” Eres twists, bucking his hips. “More.”
When Kaelen pulls away, Eres sags. “No.”
Kae is smirking as he moves over to me, my mouth agog. His fingers hook inside my mouth, tugging lightly before he pulls them free. “Don’t give me ideas. I can easily fill that mouth.”
His hand strokes down my stomach, fingers spearing through my curls and playing with me, scratching lightly over my most sensitive part until I’m panting. “What Ireallywant, is to fuck all of you at once. You, pinned on your stomach. The question is if it would be Eres or Darian fucking you, witch. Becausesomeoneneeds to go after.”
