“Let me.” Keldarion’s voice is right beside my ear, and I realize it’s his massive palm massaging my breast. “I don’t want you to miss any part of this.”
I turn my head to the side, peering through the steam. The sight that greets me steals the breath from my lungs.
Keldarion kneels before Caspian.
The Prince of Thorns is a vision of debauched beauty, his lithe body flushed and trembling. Dark hair clings to his damp forehead, his kiss-swollen lips parted in a continuous litany of breathy moans and gasps. His cock stands proud and straining, heated an angry red, beads of moisture glistening at the tip.
Keldarion leans in, his breath ghosting over Caspian’s throbbing length. Cas whimpers, hips twitching forward in a silent plea. With deliberate slowness, Keldarion drags his tongue along the underside of Caspian’s shaft, tracing from base to tip.Cas shudders, a broken moan falling from his lips as Kel laps at the weeping slit.
“Please, Kel,” Caspian begs, voice wrecked with need. “Don’t tease. I can’t bear it anymore.”
“But you beg so prettily.”
Without warning, Kel takes Caspian into his mouth, sucking hard. His head bobs, taking Caspian deep into his throat with each pass.
“Oh yes,” Caspian babbles, head thrashing side to side. His fingers scrabble for purchase on the wall. Then his face twists, and he lets out the most beautiful broken sound.
And what’s more beautiful is Keldarion on his knees before him, worshipping the Prince of Thorns.
“I’m so close,” I whimper, my voice breathy and desperate. “Please, Farron. I need you.”
“Anything, Rosie,” Farron grits out. “Where do you want me?”
“Inside,” I gasp, my nails scoring down his flexing thighs. “Fill me up, Farron. I want to feel you come.”
With a growl, Farron buries himself to the hilt, his cock pulsing as he spills himself deep. The sensation of his hot seed coating my fluttering walls pushes me to the edge. I hover there, teetering on the precipice.
“Let us watch you fall apart.” Caspian tugs on my earlobe.
“Scream for us.” Dayton circles my aching clit, applying just the right pressure.
“Now.” Ezryn’s hand grips my neck to capture the last of my breath.
“Come for us, Rosalina,” Keldarion orders.
The combination of their touch and the deep, commanding timbre of Keldarion’s voice sends me careening over the edge.
Pleasure explodes through my body like a supernova, white-hot and all-consuming. My inner walls clamp down on Farron’spulsing length, milking him for every last drop. A high, keening cry tears from my throat, my voice raw with ecstasy. Wave after wave of bliss crashes over me, leaving me boneless and trembling.
Farron rocks me through the aftershocks. He murmurs praises into my sweat-dampened hair. “So good, Rosie. You did so good for us.”
Farron pulls me to his chest, my body limp and sated in the afterglow. He holds me close as our racing hearts gradually slow.
Through the swirling haze, I meet the heated gazes of my mates, shining with undisguised love and desire, feasting on the sight of my pleasure-drunk form draped across Farron. Pride and possessiveness radiate through our bond.
Ezryn is the first to move. He cups my cheek. “You’re stunning when you come undone, Petal,” he murmurs, his brown eyes molten. “I could watch you fall apart forever and never tire of it.”
I lean into his touch, a soft smile playing at my lips. “It’s only because of you all. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. Awaken parts of me I didn’t know existed. I’ve never felt safer or more cherished.”
Caspian settles behind me and nuzzles into the crook of my neck. “The feeling is mutual, Princess. You bring out sides of us we’ve kept hidden, parts we feared would never see the light of day. You make us whole.”
Keldarion’s blue gaze shimmers with intensity. He kneels before me, placing his large hands on my thighs, his touch searing my oversensitive skin. “You are the sun that melts the frost.”
I’m overwhelmed by the depth of emotion in Keldarion’s words, by the sheer devotion emanating from my mates. Tears spill down my cheeks, mixing with the beads of sweat on my skin.
Dayton leans in, brushing his lips tenderly over the salty trails. “Don’t cry, love. We’re here. We’ll always be here, by your side, loving you with everything we have.”
I sniffle, though a smile blooms on my face. “I know. And I’ll always be here for all of you. My heart, my soul…they belong to you. Now and forever.”
