If he’s going to torture me, I’ll torture him back.
Ezryn makes a low groan and stands. He rips his towel off, revealing his long, hard cock, prominent veins pumping with blood. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
He fists my hair and draws me in, sliding his cock between my breasts. The movement brings me closer to Farron, whose jaw scratches my inner thigh. “Fare, are you growing a beard?”
“Thought I’d try something new. Why? Like how it feels?”
With that, he rubs his jaw against the sensitive skin of my legs, edging closer to my aching core. Farron grips his hands on either side of my knees, spreading them a little wider. His breath is hot against my skin, eyes dark with desire. I squirm in anticipation, burning everywhere he and Ezryn touch me. The Spring Prince thrusts between my slick breasts, the velvety headof his cock grazing my collarbone with each stroke. I push my breasts together, gripping his cock as tight as I can.
“Please, Farron,” I whimper.
He responds by pressing teasing kisses to my trembling inner thighs. “Patience, sweetheart. I want to savor you.”
I let out a frustrated groan that turns into a gasp as he finally, finally drags his tongue along my slit in one languid lick. Sparks of pleasure radiate through my core, and I arch helplessly into his touch. Ezryn accelerates, sliding faster between my breasts, his breaths coming heavier.
Farron laps at me like I’m the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, swirling his tongue around my clit before driving two fingers into my pussy.
Through the plumes of steam, I glimpse Dayton lounging across from us, his muscular form glistening with sweat. The thick fog parts enough for me to see him stroking his impressive length with long, unhurried pulls. His heated gaze meets mine, pupils dilated with lust as he watches Farron pleasure me and Ezryn thrust between my slippery breasts.
“Too afraid to join?” I purr.
An arrogant grin crawls up his face. “I was enjoying the view, but apparently that smart mouth of yours is free.”
Dayton stands, the steam falling off him in thick curls. I’m so hot, mind hazy and skin flushed. Tendrils of mist whirl and dance, caressing my flesh before dissipating. Farron’s fingers thrust deeper, stroking that place inside me that makes my heart leap like a jackrabbit in my chest.
Desperately, I try to blink the sweat out of my eyes to watch Kel and Cas. They’re standing now. Both have lost their towels, and Kel has Cas pressed up against the wall as their powerful bodies grind against each other.
Cas catches my gaze on him. “Want to watch me end this, Princess?”
With that, Cas sinks to his knees. The Winter Prince only chuckles as he grips his massive cock and shoves it into Caspian’s parted lips. “You can try.”
Drool drips down Caspian’s chin as he struggles to take Kel’s length. But he blinks those dark lashes, and I can almost see Kel’s cock in the outline of Cas’s elegant neck.
“Oh my god,” I moan. Did Caspian mean end it for me? Because that’s what’s going to happen watching them.
Dayton saunters over, his impressive erection bobbing with each step. He fists a hand in my hair, tilting my head back to look up at him.
“Open,” he commands, tapping his cock against my lips. I part them obediently, and he slides into my mouth with a low groan.
I moan as Farron curls his fingers just right. The heady scent of sex saturates the steamy air, making me spin with desire.
From the corner of my eye, I watch as Keldarion fucks Caspian’s face with deep, powerful strokes. Cas takes him eagerly, his throat working Kel’s thick length.
Farron’s lips close over my clit, and he sucks hard, sending a jolt of pure ecstasy through my body. I whimper into Dayton’s cock, the vibrations making him curse and tighten his grip in my hair.
“You’re so soft,” Ezryn groans. “Press your sweet, slick breasts harder around my cock, Petal.”
“That’s it. Take it, Rosalina,” Dayton growls. “Take everything we give you.”
I surrender myself to the overwhelming sensations—Farron’s skillful mouth and fingers, Ezryn’s hard length sliding against my sensitive skin, Dayton’s thick cock stretching my lips. The sight of Keldarion dominating Caspian only adds fuel to the fire raging inside me.
Kel grips Cas’s hair, holding him still as he drives into his throat with abandon. With his other hand, he holds on to the roof of the steam room, his body almost too large for this place. Cas moans, the sound muffled by Kel’s thick girth.
Ezryn stumbles away. “Rosalina, I need to stop. You’re too good.”
Dayton follows Ez and steps back for a moment. “Just a little break.”
“Afraid you were going to lose?” I ask, my words dazed with lust.
