Page 42 of Woven By Gold


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“Fuck.” Dayton stiffens in my mouth. “I’m going to—”

“Swallow him, Rosie,” Farron commands.

Dayton’s hips move at a frantic pace, and I moan with each pulse of his cock in my mouth as I desperately try to keep up.

He shudders, muscles tensing. I arch my back and moan. Holy stars, he tastes amazing. His cum coats my lips, and I lick it up, savoring every drop. There’s so much, some of it spills from my mouth and trickles down my chin.

Farron bites his lip, eyes glassy and filled with desire. I know in this moment I’ve done something to please them both, and warmth blooms in my chest. Farron gives me a smile, a silent acknowledgement of my efforts.

“Let’s go show our boy how good a girl you were,” Dayton says, wrapping me in his embrace and swimming across the springs. Steam curls around Farron’s body.

“You tasted her on my mouth, Fare.” Dayton smirks. “Now taste me on her lips.”

Dayton holds me up to Farron like an offering, his cum dripping from between my lips and down my chin.

Farron’s pupils are blown. He swallows and the knot at his throat bobs. He lifts a trembling hand.

Where’s the confident Autumn Prince from a moment ago?

“Decide, Farron,” Dayton orders, one of his hands snaking up to deeply massage one of my breasts, the soft flesh escaping between his fingers. “Kiss her or don’t.”

How must I look to Farron, in his lover’s arms, hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and completely and utterly desperate for him?

Farron closes his eyes, auburn hair falling across his brow. Then in a flash he pulls back, landing in a heap against the slick stones. “I’m sorry, I can’t.”

“Your loss, Fare.” Dayton gives a dissatisfied sigh, and the sharp sting of Farron’s rejection is quickly replaced by Day’s bruising kiss.

“I’m sorry,” Farron says. “It’s not that I don’t want to. I’m already going to lose Day to his mate. One day, Kel’s going to change his mind. And I can’t lose you too, Rosie.”

“Fuck Keldarion,” Dayton growls in my ear. “Ignore the scared little pup. Focus on me.”

His hand moves furiously on my aching pussy, not even giving me a moment to think about Farron’s words. “You’ve done so much for me already, Dayton—”

“And I’m going to give you one more, okay? Give me one more.”

Before I can say anything else, a cry tears from my throat as the heat builds, builds, builds.

He sits on the lower ledge of the hot spring, bringing me on his lap, his cock already hard again.

“This time you’re going to scream,” he snarls. “You’re going to scream loud enough for your mate to hear you and realize what an idiot he is. For that fucking asshole to feel the pleasure he can’t give you.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, focusing only on Dayton’s touch, and cry out in pleasure.

“Louder, Baby.” He licks my neck, then bites down. Pain and pleasure. “Remember when you watched me and Fare?”

“Y-yes.” I tilt my head back, barely able to comprehend anything beyond the bliss building inside me.

“He called your name when he came. Now when you come, you’re going to look at him. Yell his name out.”

Farron watches us so intently, it’s as if nothing in the world could tear his gaze away from me.

Dayton’s cock slides against my ass. His fingers move at a rapid pace, and when he pinches sharply and tugs on one of my nipples, I see stars. “Come for us.”

That’s it. I’m lost in his storm, waves of bliss flooding over me once more. I scream, my body trembling, my orgasm crashing over and over.

“Farron!” I cry out as I come undone, my inner walls clenching around Dayton’s insistent fingers.

Farron’s hands knot into fists and he slams them against the steamy surface of the hot springs. “Rosie. Day—”