I collapse onto the rock, panting and dazed, as Dayton pulls his fingers out.
“How was that to start?”
The breath is heavy in my throat. “To start?”
He kisses the inside of my thigh. “I’m never going to let you only come once.”
My whole body shivers in anticipation as I rise on my arms to look down at him. But he just grins, then slides away from me, swimming toward Farron. He rests his elbows on the edge. “You have no idea how fucking good she tastes. Sweeter than nectar.”
Farron stares down at the Summer Prince reverently.
“Taste her, Fare.”
Farron’s gasp is swallowed by Day’s mouth as he heaves himself up and clasps Farron by the back of the neck. Their lips smash together. Farron’s hair tousles and falls over Dayton’s brow. I’ve always known it was so much more than hooking up between them. The proof is in the intense gaze on Dayton’s face, the soft melting of Farron’s features.
How could they not have been together while I was gone?
Dayton drops his lips to Farron’s shoulder and growls, “Do you like that, pup?”
With a shaky hand, Farron brushes his lips. He tasted me. The thought ignites my core, and as our gazes meet, I can’t refrain from letting my fingers drift lower, along my stomach, down to slip between my legs.
Farron lets out a choked sound. Dayton shakes his head, tsking. There’s a splash of water, and two strands of pink seagrass burst out, tangling around my wrists, and forcing them above my head.
“I’m all for watching you do that,” Dayton says, “but today, you’re going to come when I say you’re going to come. Understood, Blossom?”
I tug lightly on the grass restraining me, but my body has turned molten under his command. Dayton gives Farron a look, who is still staring at me as if stunned. Then Dayton dives in and before I know it, the Summer Prince is above me, naked and glistening.
“Are you going to fuck me?” I strain against the binds, eyes on his erect cock.
He swallows, and for a minute I think I see something akin to fear flash in his eyes. But he shakes his head, and that cocky grin returns. “Yes,” he says. “But not today. When I have you, it will not be with any deadline for a stupid meeting.”
A swirl of disappointment fills my belly, and I whine.
“Now, none of that.” Dayton grins. “There is still plenty I plan to do to you today.”
He trails kisses along my neck until he gets to my breast, bringing a large hand up to massage one while he plops the other into his mouth, sucking deeply.
I moan and tug against the restraints, desperately wanting to tangle my hands in his hair. “Oh, Day, I—”
He switches breasts, sucking harder and harder, like he’ll never get his fill. Deep male groans vibrate in his chest, and he moves to massage my clit again. “Your pussy feels so good.”
I gasp as his hand works me into frenzied pleasure. I’m so close, and all I want is to come. As I’m about to tip over the edge, Day pulls away.
A smirk plays on his lips, eyes alight with mischief.
“Remember, Blossom?” he teases. “You only get to come when I say.”
Ecstasy pounds in my abdomen, and I gasp in the dense air. “You’re so—”
But Dayton looks over his shoulder, golden hair knotted. “Are you getting in, Fare? She’s so close. It might just end for me to watch you make her come, but I’m willing to risk it if you are.”
Farron stares at us, then falls to his side again, letting out a tortured moan. “I can’t. Just keep going. I’ll watch.”
I don’t have time to question why he won’t come in before Dayton lowers himself down between my legs, blowing warm air on my pussy. The sensation is maddening.
“Ready?”
“Stop teasing me.”
