Page 50 of Clash of Queens


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Standing there,with three deliciously sinful men pressed close around me, something clicked inside me. This was right. Having these men here with me was everything I wanted. As much as they’d helped me realize I was a “boss bitch” and could lead people, that still wasn’t what I wanted out of life. But this, this warmth, this closeness, this intimacy with these men.That’swhat I wanted.

I wanted Vyns, my perfect angel. I wanted his spirit, proud and strong, mixing with mine. I wanted his pristine blue eyes and those feathery white-gold wings. I wanted his support and strength.

And Rook, I was so very thankful he was back to being a friend and lover. Despite feeling like he still held something back from me… I wanted his sinful and playful presence. I wanted his crude honesty and his banter. And let’s not forget his devilishly delicious orgasms.

With Koar, his stalwart and trustworthy dedication was becoming a fixture in my life, and I hadn’t realized how much I’d needed something like that, someone who was always there for me.

And I wanted Myel’s comforting presence. Even the anticipation of it soothed me. There was something to be said for the soft and persistent devotion of my beautiful Goth hero.

I couldn’t imagine any of them not being in my life. I needed all of them. We hadn’t said any vows… but they’d all become my husbands in essence if not in truth. Although maybe we had said vows. Maybe every promise, every word of support and care, maybe those were our vows.

I wanted all these men in my life, but the little voice of doubt in the back of my mind kept wondering:can I really have it all?

Would we all survive this coming war?

…or Valnea’s assassins?

God! Safir… I still couldn’t believe he was gone. I’d never truly known or understood that man. How could he have been so…happysacrificing himself for me? How many others would die in my name?

And, what about Bayn?

Those thoughts and questions melted away as soft kisses and roaming hands forced my attention back to my body and the heavenly sensations these three gorgeous men elicited.

We had all evening to be together, but there was a heavy undertone of urgency in our play that night. Once stoked, our fires all burned a little too bright. What began as leisurely and playful removal of clothes became a hurried and awkward thing by the end. The graceful union of three men working as one turned into fumbling and soft curses as they got in each other’s way. Still, we managed to make it to the bed in the end.

Koar, who’d carried me, set me down right at the edge, then urged me to lay back as he knelt beside the bed. I liftedmy legs onto his shoulders and hummed with contentment as his perma-stubble scraped the inside of my thighs, the perfect roughness to counter the pleasure he provided with his tongue and lips.

Rook and Vyns lay to either side of me, and I reached out to find two thick erections as they took their time kissing all over my face and shoulders and chest. My head lolled over to face Vyns, and his lips found mine in a deep kiss, his hand stroking over my side and belly and arms. Rook’s heated kisses seemed to draw raw lust out of me, amplifying the work the others were doing. And I massaged their lengths with slow strokes… during the moments when pleasure wasn’t overwhelming me and I remembered I had hands to work with.

And when Koar slid a thick finger inside me to press on my G-spot while Rook’s sinful lips plucked at a nipple, a soft and soothing orgasm swept through me.

“Hmmm, yes, more!” I murmured through the low-rolling waves of pleasure. But where there’d been an unspoken unity in their movements last night, the guys all seemed to get in each other’s way as they tried to shift around me. Vyns somehow kicked Koar in the side of the head while Rook elbowed Vyns in the solar plexus.

Sorry, My Flame, Rook apologized directly into my mind.I should be the one coordinating this, but I’m too distracted by thoughts of being away from you… and convincing my kind to overthrow the dwarves and go to war.

I understand, I don’t want to be away from any of you either,I replied. I also sensed there was more going on in Rook’s mind, but those thoughts weren’t open to me.

And with the guys all getting in each other’s way, it seemed I’d have to take control like I had earlier.

“If you can’t work together, then you’ll have to taketurns,” I said, tone stern, a bit frustrated at this awkwardness. And when it looked like they were about to start arguing over what order to go in, I spoke up again. “Vyns first, then Koar. Rook last.

Best for last?Rook chuckled into my mind.

Don’t tell the others that or you won’t get a turn at all.

Fair.

Because as much as Vyns and Koar could send me over the moon, Rook’s orgasms were on a whole other level. It was hard to compete with a sex demon.

So Koar and Rook slid to the sides of the massive bed while Vyns took his time with me. The angel put the “D” in devoted attention, first ensuring I was well worked up again, his tongue and teeth and massaging fingers making me a sodden mess before he entered me. And when he did, I wrapped my legs around him and he lifted me onto his kneeling lap. We moved together slowly, savoring this intimacy, his arms tight around me as mine were around him. His lips plucked gently at my breasts before he tilted his head back and I lowered my mouth to his as our merging culminated.

I moaned and shuddered as heated bliss took me. He grunted with his release. Our bodies were pressed so close I could feel the beat of his heart through his chest into mine. He flashed out his wings, so I could stroke the soft feathers behind him. Then he wrapped them around me, a cocoon of downy warmth. With me leaning over him, we hid behind the veil of my hair as our lips brushed lightly, foreheads pressed together. Then I pulled back, rocking softly on him, to draw out more from this peak. Our eyes locked onto each other’s. I was the only thing in his world and he the only thing in mine.

That might be the most intimate encounter I’d ever had.

Wow.