They had only been waiting for me, I found out in the next moment when all three kings came at the same time. Filling all three holes with even more spend than Eoin had imagined the first dayof our heat moon.
Wrong thought.
Another orgasm began contracting everything inside of me. And both holes strangled around Wild and Aidan’s erections, sending them into another round of shooting spurts while Sea unloaded again into my mouth.
I couldn’t… I couldn’t swallow fast enough.
Another wrong thought.
“Holy Christ,” Aidan, the least religious of us all, cursed behind me as a third orgasm rocked over our mate bond.
I couldn’t answer. Couldn’t apologize.
I shot into the stars, then floated down on a glowing cloud…
… to discover both Eoin and Aidan had pulled out before I could have any more wrong thoughts to further trigger them.
My kings weren’t just ridiculously attractive; they were also wise.
“Three Wise Kings. Ha!”Sea said, picking up on my thoughts.“Good one.”
I collapsed next to Wild on the bed, laughing and leaking from all my holes.
Talk about going to bed dirty. A druggy black pulled my eyes closed as I wondered if I’d ever know the sensation of feeling clean before bedtime again.
I fell asleep between Wild and Aidan.
But woke up between Eoin and Aidan, with a terrible, hollow feeling in my chest.
There was something wrong…
The house was too quiet. The kind of silence that sank into your bones and made you feel cold from the inside out.
Where is Wild?
The question appeared in my head, and I scrambled out of bed.
As usual, all sorts of aches and pains greeted my morning movements.
Where is Wild?
But I didn’t care. I searched the other room. The bed was empty.
Where is Wild?
I ran from place to place in the house: the front room, both bathrooms, the kitchen…
But they were all emptylike the feeling in my chest.
Where is Wild? Where is Wild? Where is Wild?
I ran back to the stairs with a plan to return to our shared bedroom and ask Eoin and Aidan the same thing.
But stopped when I found them waiting on the landing with grave looks on their faces.
“Where is Wild?” I asked, this time out loud, my voice breaking.
Already knowing I wouldn’t like the answer.
