I bite down on his hand, gripping Caspian’s shoulders. My muscles tense, then release comes in wave after wave of pleasure. It’s so full, so tight inside me, I feel my body’s every constriction around their cocks. How Ezryn’s twitches, then spills, that glorious feeling of his hot seed releasing into my ass.
“Oh fuck,” Caspian whimpers. “I–I?—”
“Hold on,” Ezryn says.
“You think I can do that when you talk to me in that gruff voice?” Caspian gasps. “Oh, Flower, I’m sorry. You’re too fucking good. I can’t control myself around you.”
Then he drives deeply, just as my waves of ecstasy ebb, hitting the tender edges of my pussy. His hot release explodes within me. He pulls me into him and crashes his lips against mine.
Pleasure crests through our mate bond. Ezryn still grips me from behind.
“What’s going on?” a sleepy voice asks. “I felt…” Farron sits up, rubbing his eyes.
“You felt that?” I whisper.
Dayton pops up and raises a brow, no doubt puzzling out what’s going on beneath the blankets. “They were fucking and didn’t even have the courtesy to wake us. And ofcoursewe felt it. We’re your mates.”
“I was trying to be nice and let you sleep.” I give him my most innocent expression.
“Next time, be mean to me.” Dayton winks. “What the fuck are Kel and Cas doing here?”
“Oh.” Farron’s cheeks redden as he locks gazes with Caspian.
There’s a deep male groan as Kel stirs.
“Quick, we have to get you off the bed before the thorns come,” Caspian says.
With a deep sigh, Ez and Cas both pull out of me. Very unceremoniously, they push me to the end of the bed.
“I’m going, I’m going,” I laugh.
“Hey, I’m recently fond of this bed. I don’t want anything ruining it,” Cas says with a grin.
Ez shrugs, the blankets pooled around his hips. “It took me all day to make.”
Sighing, I stand, naked and dripping down my legs. I turn my attention to Day and Fare, feeling not at all ashamed but reveling in their feral gazes.
Except no thorns come, though I feel the familiar tug of my mind. I suppose it’s because Keldarion is already so close.
“I think I’m where I need to be,” I say, my voice wispy, losing myself to the bargain.
“Do we let her wake him up?” Farron asks.
“His fault for sleeping through it all.” Ezryn shrugs.
“I mean, who wouldn’t want to be woken up by Rosie looking like that,” Dayton says.
But they are all meaningless to me. There’s only one person of importance. He’s right before me on the bed. It’s so wonderful to be this close.
The long, dark-haired one—Caspian—is watching me with an intense gaze. Last time he asked me to do something.…
It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters except the prince lying before me.
I crawl onto the bed. Something wet slides down my legs. I sniff.Another man’s seed. Disappointing. There’s only one man who’s worthy of me. I pull back the covers and clamber over his massive form.
Keldarion stirs, a deep male groan rumbling through his chest. I let my legs fall to either side of his hips, my breasts dangling before his face. I want him to know my body is completely his.
His blue eyes open, hazy with sleep. “Rosalina.” His hand comes up to touch my cheek, his other gripping my waist and drawing me down to him.
