“Sorry,” I whisper, kissing his cheek.
Ez grunts. “Happy to have some space from him. He tried to put his arm around me.”
“That was a complete accident,” Caspian says innocently. “What’s a man to do when sandwiched between two giant fae?”
I giggle, and Cas runs a hand from my neck, along my arm, and over my hip.
“No offense, Ez,” he says, “but this is much nicer. So soft.”
Ez grunts again, and I turn to see him closing his eyes. I rise to check if we’ve woken Dayton and Farron, but the Autumn Prince gives a puppy dog yawn and rolls over, throwing one leg over Day, and continues to softly snore.
“What about Kel? Is he awake?” I whisper.
“No,” Cas says. “He’s a deep sleeper when he’s happy.”
I reach up and tap Cas’s nose. “So did you tire him out?”
“I suppose it was some effort tossing me around.” Caspian darts his tongue out to lick the tips of my fingers. “Want me to describe every detail?”
I inhale a sharp breath, and a zing of heat shoots to my core at the thought of them together. “Maybe now’s not the best time.”
“Why not?” Caspian hovers his mouth right over mine. “Those princes seem particularly sleepy. Based on your scent, darling, you also did some tiring out.”
A flash of last night—riding Day with Farron in my ass as I sucked Ez within an inch of his life—springs to mind. “We had to christen the new bed.”
I think my hardworking Spring Prince has fallen back asleep if his deep breathing is any indication.
“I bet I could get you off without waking anyone up.” Caspian grips my thigh, tugging me forward, my leg falling over his.
Oh. I can feel how stiff he is. My nightdress rides up to my waist.
Caspian’s grin grows wider. “Fuck, I can always count on no panty barrier with you.”
Trailing my fingers through his soft hair, I rock my hips against his. But my chest brushes Kel’s hand, still draped over Cas’s torso, and he twitches.
“This is too risky,” I gasp. “We’ll wake the others.”
A moan sounds in the back of Cas’s throat. “Then stop grinding on me, Flower.”
I go still, trying to calm myself, but this heat has grown, and my breathing turns ragged.
“We’ll just cuddle.” Caspian keeps his violet gaze on me and works my dress higher and higher until it slips off my head. “But I want to feel all of your soft, beautiful body.”
With a rustle, he tosses the nightdress to the ground. Goose bumps rise on my arms as I take in that I’m naked in a bed with five massive fae men. All of whom would have no problem devouring me for breakfast.
That look, Cas says in my mind.Are you wanting to wake everyone?
No. Everyone’s been working so hard. We need rest, I send back.We should have been speaking this way the whole time.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Caspian says lowly, bending to nip my earlobe. The movement draws me closer, my bare breast brushing Kel’s hand.
I give a whimper, trying to stifle the sound. Inch by inch, Caspian trails his touch over me, rubbing my legs, then my hips, and then he gets to my chest and flicks my pointed nipples. I bite my lip. He begins to circle them, softly at first, until he kneads my breasts with such a firm grip, I swear he’s going to leave a mark.
Want me to mark you?he purrs in my mind.
He leans down and grazes his tongue over my nipple before drawing it between his lips and sucking,wet and sloppy. He pulls away to breathe, then wolfs the soft flesh into his mouth, sucking harder and biting with his teeth.
I hiss, the most amazing pain and pleasure working through me. Fuck, he’s giving me a hickey on my boobs.
