I’m dizzy when he stops. “What’s that?”
“Practice makes perfect, Duchess.” Roark pulls me back, and this time it’s not the smoothness of his shirt on my shoulders and arms but the heat of his bare skin.
“Arms up, Raine. I want to see how you shine in the twilight.” Evander’s eyes glow in the dim light. “More importantly, let’s see if you can get your cries to echo through the village.”
Roark’s working on my neck, and it takes me a minute to realize Evander’s meaning. “Echo. Isn’t the name of the lake Echo Lake?”
“Indeed.” Roark’s chuckle rumbles into my back.
“I want to hear your pleasure bounce back to us. Let the entire village know. Lift,” Evander demands. And Roark picks me up off the stone before I can react. Evander’s fingers make quick work of the button and zipper on my pants. In the next second, my underwear and bra are gone. Roark sits on the stone beside me—his legs facing the opposite direction of mine. His feet most certainly hit the terrace’s stone floor, while mine dangle like a small child’s.
Roark’s neck bends, and his warm body shelters mefrom the wind. Honestly, though, I’m heating up on my own. With one hand, I lightly scratch my fingernails down Evander’s abs.
“Harder,” he says, his eyes wide. He’s drawing circles on my thigh with his thumbs. But then he drops to his knees. “Slide forward,” he growls, and I do. He pushes my legs wider apart and throws my right leg over his shoulder.
Roark sucks my nipples into his mouth. His other hand lavishes attention on my other breast.
When Evander sends his tongue around my clit for the first time, I jump. The coolness of the stone, the electricity in the air—two of the men I’m tumbling for have every cell in my body firing.
Evander grips my knees, forcing his shoulders into the V of my legs.
Roark kisses up my chest, back to my neck. He lifts his head—his chin nuzzles against my shoulder. “Damn, Duchess, I want to rub myself all over you. Mark you as my own.”
I’m gasping for air. “Me too.”
Roark chuckles into my neck, and his kisses trail over my chin to my lips. I’m being devoured. There’s no other term for it. My eyes drift closed. It’s too much. Evander’s fingers work a rhythm that has my hips flailing for more. Roark breaks the kiss and stands behind me. His lips return to my neck in an instant.
“More.” I’ve got one hand in Evander’s hair. With the other, I’m reaching for Roark.
“You heard the Duchess. She wants more,” Roark barks at Evander. Roark blows on the stone beside me. Smoke curls into the air.
In a flash, everyone’s changed around. My breasts areagainst the now warm stone. I push up on my elbows. Roark’s warm body is in front of me, his thick and veiny cock pointing at me.
Evander stepping between my legs again has me twisting around to see him.
“Are you ready, Raine? You want more. We have more, beautiful girl. I love looking at you like this. Damn, my mark is on fucking fire,” Evander says. He slides his fingers down my butt cheeks and into my pussy. “I think you better find something large and warm to hold on to, Raine.”
Roark laughs and tucks my loose hair behind my ears. “Warm enou?—”
I cut him off with one hand around his waist. I use the other to guide his cock into my mouth.
“Damn, Raine. The way you’re swallowing him down.” Evander removes his fingers and slides into me. The way the altar’s angled has him hitting just the right spot. With each thrust, Evander is feeding my need. I’m so close.
Roark’s holding me up. Evander’s got one hand on my lower back, guiding us into a frenzied rhythm. My body has taken over, answering Evander’s unasked questions without input from me.
“You’re doing so well, Raine.” He reaches around and strokes my clit while hitting the right spot inside me. I swallow Roark down. My climax lets me do something I’ve never been able to do before. His cock eases into my throat, muffling my moans.
“No. Let me hear you.” Roark pulls out of my mouth. He drops to his knees, his face inches from mine. “Tell the world what we do to you.”
Evander lifts my hips, and my climax builds. It starts in my toes and travels through my body until I can’t contain it.I tumble over an imaginary cliff. Evander’s there with me. His thrusts are wild as he comes. I’m screaming. And when I stop, the echo continues.
Roark quickly kisses me. “That’s how you tell them who you are. Well done, Duchess.”
69
KIEREN
Ido a somersault out of the portal. I’m not sure if it’s from being around my sister’s lack of coordination or screaming at my parents for what feels like the hundredth day in a row. Part of me wanted to keep Aisling here. Away from them. Away from a terror that might happen when the Firested attack. Though there’s always a possibility they’ll attack on Earth. It hasn’t been done in a long time. And I wanted to look in my parent’s eyes when I told them no, they’re not forcing me and my thunder into a mating from a ball. Raine’s our mate. I can feel it in my dragon heart. It’s calling out to her. Even now as I smack myself on the tile of the foyer. And the other half of me knows she has to go back. She needs to finish her education, even if she doesn’t become queen. Aisling deserves it.
