“And me?” Farron angles his head up, as hungry for the Summer Prince’s approval as I am.
“Oh, Baby,” Dayton groans. “I love being inside you. I love this. I love…”
My muscles tighten around Farron’s cock.
“Ready, Sweetheart?” Farron says shakily. “I’m going to fill you.”
My whole being quivers at his words, but I’m not alone. Dayton shouts to the heavens, his neck snapping back, golden hair flying, as he empties himself into Farron.
Farron gives a low moan, falling over the edge. His warm seed explodes within me. The sensation of their pleasure sends bursts of euphoria through me, and my body quakes with the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. I’m lost in it, completely and utterly consumed.
We collapse in a heap of tangled limbs, panting and sticky. Farron’s still inside me, his cock softening, and Dayton lies on the other side, eyes closed.
“That was amazing,” I whisper, lifting a hand to run it over his sweaty chest.
“I love… I love it,” Dayton says. “You two are a vision.”
I grin, my heart light.
“You were okay, I guess,” Farron says sleepily, waving a hand.
We all laugh. I lie content with them. The fire in my soul still smolders. As I drift off to sweet oblivion, I wonder if it’s my mating bond with Farron, or something else, something so bright it might consume me entirely in flames.
76
Rosalina
I’mcarriedinsomeone’sarms, maybe Farron’s, to the attached privy where I’m washed. He throws a nightdress over me.
We’ve left the bed atadmessy, the scent of sex still in the air. The three of us shuffle over to Farron’s room and slip beneath the crisp sheets. I wrap an arm around Farron’s waist, his back to my chest. Dayton crawls in behind me and drapes an arm over both of us.
Feeling safe, sheltered, and utterly protected, I drift to my dreams.
Something wakes me up, and my eyes shoot open. I don’t think I’ve been asleep long. Farron is still in front of me, breath steady and deep. Good, he’ll need his rest for tomorrow.
There’s a chill on my other side. I sit up and catch Dayton leaving the room.
I should let him go, but I softly pad out of bed and follow him into the main sitting area. Red sunbeams spill over the seats from the large windows.
“Dayton,” I ask, “where are you going?”
He turns, flashing me a charming grin. “Light sleeper, eh, Blossom? You know Fare and I don’t do the whole sleepover thing.”
I level him with a measuring gaze.
“And,” Dayton continues when I don’t reply, “it’s almost sunset.”
“So? The bed’s plenty big enough for you, even as a wolf. Or we could move all the pillows to the ground—”
“It’s alright. Go and cuddle with Farron. Have a good sleep. We’ll need to rest before tomorrow.”
“But…” I say, my voice quavering. “I want you to stay. In whatever way you are. There’s no form of you I don’t—”
He quickly clutches my hands, cutting off my words. “Listen. What we did? Fucking fun. It was amazing, but it’s just fun. You and Farron, do your whole mate thing. I’ll happily join in on the other stuff.”
I yank my hands away from him. “I don’t buy it. You can’t kiss us like that, make love to us like that, and say it’s just fun.”
He angles his head, still smiling, like my words are meaningless to him. “But we didn’t fuck. Not technically, Rosie.”
