“Incredibly,” Ezryn says.
Caspian releases Kel’s cock to grin over at Ezryn. “I could help you win this game if you’d like.”
Ezryn crosses his arms over his broad chest. “Will you ever stop?”
“Never.” Caspian keeps eyeing Ez while he takes one of Kel’s balls in his mouth. Keldarion throws back his head and growls.
Ezryn turns away, heat rising to his cheek, and I can’t stop myself from giggling.
Kel, however, steals Cas’s attention. Regaining some sense, he grips Caspian around the throat and drags him to his feet. “You’re such a brat sometimes.”
“Don’t lie. You love it.”
Keldarion kisses him, then mutters against his lips. “Go bother someone else for a while.”
Caspian raises a brow before sauntering over to Farron, who is so engrossed in me, I don’t think he realizes Caspian is there.
Caspian slinks closer. The steam curls around his lithe form, caressing his pale skin and clinging to his taut muscles. His dark eyes glimmer with mischief as he drops to his knees behind the Autumn Prince.
Farron remains oblivious, lost in a haze of lust as he laps and sucks at my dripping core. His auburn hair falls in damp waves,ends curling from the humidity. Sweat glistens on his shoulders, running down the sculpted planes of his back. The scrape of his rough jaw against my thigh is driving me to the edge.
Caspian leans in, hot breath ghosting over Farron’s neck. Teasingly, he drags his tongue up the side of Farron’s throat, tasting the salt of his skin.
Farron tenses for a moment at the unexpected touch but then relaxes into it with a low moan that vibrates deliciously against my core. His eyes flutter shut as Caspian nips and sucks at his neck, marking the sensitive flesh.
“Cas,” Farron says, the word muffled. “What are you doing?”
“Helping our mate,” Caspian purrs. “Wouldn’t want our girl to lose control too soon.”
Farron pulls away to look at him, his lips glistening with my heat. Caspian grips Farron’s face and drops his gaze to his mouth.
An animalistic growl sounds in Farron’s throat before he draws Caspian into a deep kiss, their slick bodies falling to the steam-riddled floor.
I fall back, gasping, relieved for the reprieve. I was seconds away from being thrown into the icy lake.
Thanks, Cas, I say in my mind.
Only time I’ll ever stop you from coming, Princess, he says.I’m putting myself at great risk here. Farron is a ridiculously good kisser.
I crane my neck to look at them. Caspian stands, ruffling Farron’s hair.
“Fuck, you two are so hot together,” Dayton rasps. He’s stroking himself, his thick cock slick with precum.
Keldarion stalks over to me. His powerful form is a sight to behold, all rippling muscles and glistening pale skin. I shiver in anticipation, my heart still thrumming. He kneels before me, the heat of his body enveloping me like a cocoon.
“I’m going to be very careful not to finish near you,” he murmurs. “But I couldn’t stop myself from touching you, Rose.”
The urge to ask him to break his curse rises in me again, but I shove it down. We’ve all been through so much. My men need this time just tobe—a moment of peace where we’re not fighting over bargains and curses.
Kel’s large, calloused hands skim up my thighs, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I tremble, breath coming in shallow pants. He grazes my stomach and rib cage before cupping my breasts. I arch into his caress, a breathy moan escaping as he teases my aching nipples.
“So responsive,” he rumbles appreciatively. Leaning in, the Winter Prince captures one stiff peak between his lips, swirling his tongue. Pleasure flares through my body, and I tangle my fingers in his damp hair.
Ezryn settles beside me, his heated gaze drinking in Keldarion worshipping my breast. “Mind if I join?”
Wordlessly, I guide him to my other breast, and he latches on eagerly, the wet heat of his mouth sparking through my veins.
I’m enveloped in a cloud of pleasure, my body alight with sensation as Keldarion and Ezryn lavish attention on my aching breasts. Their mouths are hot and insistent, tongues swirling and teasing. I writhe beneath them, my fingers tangling in their hair, holding them close.
