The crowd cheered louder.
Then the recessional played and the five of us marched down the very long aisle.
The reception was a blur of speeches and meals and meeting people and smiling till my cheeks hurt. Honestly, I would have been happy with a private party, but my grandmother had insisted on this.
I left early, not needing to feign fatigue after a very long day and knowing tomorrow I’d be right back into my queenly duties. I very much wanted to rest… but I also very much wanted to enjoy my wedding night before I rested, which may have been another reason I left early.
And when five hot bodies closed in around me in the massive royal bedchamber — I had chosen new rooms formy suite, in a completely different wing of the palace from where Valnea had lived — a shiver of anticipation thrilled through me.
“We’ve talked,” Rook said, voice husky, sending even more electrifying delight through me. “Since we knew this would be animportantnight.” Someone began undoing the many buttons down the back of my pristine dress. “We each wanted time with you, alone, then we’ll pleasure you in groups of two or three, then all together. We promise ten orgasms or your money back.”
I laughed at that, a breathy and excited thing, gasping near the end as the guys pressed closer, taking turns slowly undressing me.
Oh… wow.
My five prince-consorts were going to make me very happy tonight… and for a long time to come. This would be a wedding night to remember, and a fantastic start to my new life as queen.
EPILOGUE
The guys all pressed close as my dress was slowly removed. By the time it slid off I was covered in a sheen of sweat with my folds leaking like a dam about to burst.
I’d expected, given Rook’s sinful description of the night, that one of them would then whisk me away to the massive bed… or better yet, pin me to a wall and have their way with me, but nope… more waiting, more anticipation as they all began to kiss every steamy inch of my skin.
“Who do you want first?” Rook asked, breath hot on my ear as one of his hands seized a breast which was very much in need of erotic massage.
“Anyone,” I moaned as Myel’s tongue licked up the inside of my thigh and over my seam. “Please!” I begged.
Bayn’s massive hand slapped my ass so hard my soul vibrated, and the sting of pain launched my building pleasure through the roof. Myel moaned against my core as I gushed for him. Then his tongue flicked my clit and I nearly came just standing there.
“Seems only fair to share her in the order we met her,”Rook said. “Which would mean I’d go first, but she didn’t really know who I was then, so Myel… all yours.”
And as four hot bodies moved away, I felt a sudden chill. It didn’t last long though as Myel deftly lifted each of my legs to his shoulders, face buried deep in my core, then lifted me and found a wall, pinning me there as he gorged himself on my wetness.
My first orgasm was a surprising peak, when two fingers slid inside me as Myel’s mouth worked wonders. Those long digits softly stroked my G-spot as his tongue swirled around my clit and I tensed, then came apart.
But my Goth hero didn’t stop. He drank down my release with a moan and I discovered that thrilling peak was just a foothill on my way to a much higher destination.
Myel shrugged my thighs off his shoulder, his hands pinning my legs to the wall, spread wide as he slowly cleaned up my folds, savoring every last drop of my wetness. When he looked up at me the sheer passion in his eyes nearly made me come again. He was more than ready. Our bond pounded with his desire, especially since he experienced what I felt and had to be aching for a release of his own.
He slid me down the wall till his face was level with my chest, sucking one taut nipple into his mouth, moaning yet again. I joined him, so damned sensitive, I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than what he was doing to that achingly hard nub.
“Myel, yes, Please!” I begged him, my voice catching, breath already coming hard.
He popped his lips off my breast and I cried out with the loss.
“Say it,” he purred. “Tell me what you want, what to do, how to please you.”
I could barely talk, but I found the words, dirty little Izzy coming out to play.
“Impale me on that perfect dick of yours,” I panted. “Then fuck me till I explode and fill me with all your hot cum.”
“Fuck.” The word came from elsewhere in the room.
Keep talking like that and you’ll make me lose it before I have my turn,Rook whispered into my mind.
Sounds like a goal to me,I replied with a sinfully playful tone.
His only reply was a mental chuckle.
