The licking and flicking didn’t stop until I did, and on the big screen, Tadhg rocketed ropes that made the aftershocks hit even sweeter.
When I looked away from him to thank Declan, I found the High King already standing above me, licking his fingers clean. His mouth glistening with my essence, his eyes gleaming with devilish intent.
“Let’s see if I can find this clit I’ve heard so much about.”
He proceeded with his search. But he didn’t use his fingers.
He wrapped his hand around his long, thick arrow and dragged it along my seam. Poking and pressing until?—
“There you are,” he murmured when my back arched on the bed.
“Should I reward you for waking up my cock and ruining yet another plan,” he asked, “or punish you?”
Even just thetipof him rubbing against my secret button felt incredible. Sparks of pleasure raced up my belly, tingling across the place that held not one, not two, butthreefuture royals.
It didn’t matter that I was already incredibly pregnant. Even with estrus over, I wanted him inside me. Filling me again.
“Please don’t punish me,” I begged.
At the same time, Tadhg said, “Punish her—and let me come over to help.”
The High King didn’t even hesitate. “Door’s open,” he said to Tadhg, eyes glued on me.
“What in the world?” I asked when Tadhg barged into the room notfive secondslater, holding a bottle filled with some sort of clear, viscous liquid.
“I thought you twohatedeach other,” I said, as Declan cruelly removed his mushroom tip from my clit and stepped aside for Tadhg.
“What?” Tadhg jerked his head back, looking both baffled and offended. “This male is my brother from another. The best friend I’ve ever known.”
Declan’s brow lowered in agreement. “Tadhg is the best brother I’ve ever had. And I actuallyhavea full-blooded one.”
“What would ever put a notion like us hating each other into your mind?” Tadhg asked, shaking his head.
I didn’t even know how to begin answering that.
“She’s confused because of how we’ve been treating each other in the six weeks since you and the Shadow King arranged this,” Declan translated, reading me over the bond bite again. “Brigid tried to explain to her the nature of being Irish, but she hasn’t got a full grasp.”
He glanced at me, then added, “Also, we’re losing the mood to her confusion.”
Tadhg’s baffled expression dissolved back to intent. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?”
“No,” Declan agreed. “Let’s give her a comprehensive demonstration of our operational synergy…”
Lube. The clear liquid was lube. And that morning, I found out my clit wasn’t the only bundle of nerves capable of being tortured with just the tip.
After putting me on my knees above Declan’s face, they proceeded to show me just how wrong I’d been about them by executing a mind-breaking campaign of pleasure.
Declan licked me everywherebutthat secret button, while Tadhg teased another hidden spot from behind that I didn’t even know I had.
They weren’t satisfied until I was crying, begging, apologizing—even though I still didn’t know what I’d done wrong.
And I wasn’t satisfied until Tadhg stood me up on my knees, allowing Declan to turn around so that our privates were linedup. The new position left him perfectly placed to receive me as Tadhg guided my trembling, dripping core onto his best friend’s monstrous cock—inch by inch, he filled me up.
Then came the lube again—rubbed into my back hole, slick and warm—so Tadhg could also fill me completely from behind.
Yes. These two workedverywell together.
It only took a few coordinated pumps to send me spiraling. I cried out, gnashed my teeth, and clawed at Declan’s chest as the pleasure crashed over me. They feltso good.
