“Well, I’ll be buggered,” Flynn said. He whipped his arms behind his back, covering his asscrack. “I don’t mean that literally.”
I swallowed, straining to speak through my need. “We haven’t had a chance to discuss this as a group yet, but in Arizona, Arthur and I sort of had…”
Arthur slipped his arms around me, his hand cupping my breast. The words flew out of my head. He shot the others a look that explained it better than any words.
“So he’s part of Maeve’s Merry Men now too?” Flynn asked.
“Not if that’s what you’re calling yourselves,” Arthur shot back, his fingers pinching my nipple until I gasped.
“Weneveragreed.” Corbin flashed Flynn an exasperated look.
“Fine. What about Maeve’s Magisters? Or The Harem of Queen Maeve? Or Maeve’s Murder, like a murder of crows…ooooh, or the Briarwood Bruhs?”
I snorted. “Flynn, you are ridiculous.”
Corbin winced. “I don’t see why we need a name at all.”
“I’m not sure what I’m doing about the group thing yet,” Arthur said, his enormous arms squeezing me against his chest. “But I’m here now. I’ll leave when I need to.”
“Can I touch your willy?” Flynn lunged at him.
“Stay a good fist-flying distance away from me, O’Hagan,” Arthur growled. The bed groaned as he climbed on, and everyone shuffled around to make room. My heart pounded against my chest, and the ache between my legs raged into an inferno.
“You lot are gross,” Jane yelled from downstairs.Oops, I forgot she was here.I heard the wheels on the stroller slap against the wooden floor. “Connor and I are going for a ramble around the market. We’ll be back in an hour. Stay away from my bed, and remember, no glove, no love!”
“Have fun!” I yelled back, my words dissolving away as Arthur kissed my neck. Flynn reached around to pinch his ass, but Arthur slapped his hand away.
Corbin took the opportunity to pull me down on top of him, his mouth seeking mine. Hands stroked my naked back as Flynn and Arthur got my jeans undone and slid them down my thighs. Someone kneaded the flesh of my ass while the others struggled to pull the jeans down over my ankles.
“Knickers next,” Flynn declared, grabbing for the flimsy fabric. Hands trailed down the bare skin of my legs, sending delicious shivers straight to my core. Fingers wrapped around my ankles, holding my legs wide, while a hand snaked between my legs to stroke my length until I squirmed and shuddered.
“She’s as wet as Jacques Cousteau,” Flynn declared.
“All in favor of kicking Flynn out if he doesn’t shut up?” Arthur said.
“Aye,” Corbin murmured against my lips.
My hand shot in the air. It was joined by Rowan’s and Blake’s.
“Fine. I’ll work me own magic down here, nice and quiet-like.” Flynn worked his fingers inside me, stroking me long and deep before circling my clit, adding more pressure with each rotation. The power rose inside me, hot and needy and desperate for more.
There were several thuds from behind me as the guys shed their clothes and tossed them across the mezzanine. Flynn, of course, threw his right over the side.
“Let’s turn her over,” Arthur suggested.
Corbin wrapped his arms around my back and rolled, lying my body down against the soft bed. I stared up at the five adoring faces of my guys. Arthur bent to kiss me while Corbin leaned down to take my nipple in his mouth. Rowan took the other nipple, his locs falling over my chest. Sparks shot under my skin.
Blake bent between my legs, stroking his tongue down my slit before swirling it around the tip of my clit. I bent my hips up toward him, begging for more. He flicked his tongue against me, giving me just enough that my power vibrated against my skin, but not enough to send me over the edge. I bucked my hips, desperate for more.
“As you wish, Princess.” Blake’s hands clamped over my thighs, holding them open. He buried his face into me, hitting the flat of his tongue against my clit with a ferocious speed. I dug my nails into the sheet as the ache rose into my stomach and fire licked at my limbs.
“What can I do?” Flynn moaned.
“Give her something to play with,” Arthur said.
Flynn grabbed my hand and directed it to his cock. I slid my fist down his shaft, pumping him in time to Blake’s relentless beat on my clit. My whole body thrummed with energy, magic flaring right through my chest, cascading down my arms, flowing straight into my brain, my heart.
Five guys. Five guys all touching me, worshipping me.
