“We’ll keep you warm, Flower,” Caspian purrs.
“Relax, Petal. We’ll take care of you,” Ezryn says. He blows on his hands, warming them, then trails his fingers down my spine. I shiver despite the fact they’re not cold.
Caspian moves my hair off my shoulder and starts layering kisses on my skin, across my collarbone, up my neck. I arch to give him more space. His greedy mouth finds my lips, and he kisses me slowly, deeply. I grab the back of his head, pulling him further into me. Our tongues tangle before I pull away. Caspian gasps, then gnashes his teeth in a demanding fashion, wanting more of me, but I giggle and place a finger on his lips.
Turning to Ezryn, I lace my other hand through his thick hair. His expression is soft, gentle, but questioning. There’s an uncertainty to him. Sharing me with Cas is so much different from sharing me with Farron or Dayton, men he loves like brothers. But I’ll show him it’s safe. We’re always safe as long as we’re together.
I kiss Ezryn softly at first, then deepen it, pouring all my lust and desire into the movements of my lips. Can he hear it in the place where our skin touches? The words only my body can say?Thank you for trusting him. Thank you for trusting me.
Their hands get more adventurous. Caspian grabs one of my ass cheeks, squeezing and jiggling. I gasp out as Ezryn seizes my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, taunting it with gentle plucks. All the while, I switch between them, capturing Caspian’s mouth in mine, then kissing Ezryn.
“Have we made you wet yet, Flower?” Caspian says. “You’ve had an effect on me.” He grabs my hand and places it over the apex of his pants. Even through the thick fabric, I can feel how hard he is.
Ezryn pinches my nipple, causing me to gasp out, before he pats my pussy. “Let me see.” Roughly, like he owns my body, he plunges two fingers inside me. I arch my back against his touch, driving my hips down, wanting him deeper.
Caspian grabs my hair and gives it a sharp yank. “Oh, Flower, that’s much too greedy. This isn’t foryou, not yet. We’re observing for ourselves.” He cocks his head. “Well? Is our sweet Winter maiden dripping for us?”
Ezryn pulls his hand out, the glisten on his fingers shimmering in the blue light. “What do you think, Cas?”
“Delicious.”
Ezryn extends his hand, holding it before Cas’s half-parted lips. Cas gives a delighted gasp, then leans forward, mouth opening?—
Right before his lips wrap around Ezryn’s fingers, Ez pulls back and pops them in his own mouth. He grins as he sucks my wetness like a man starved. I have to fight my laugh at Caspian’s betrayed expression.
“Well then, if you’re going to be that way, I’ll have to go to the source.”
Before I can respond, Cas sweeps me down until I’m lying on my back. In two moves, he’s thrown off his coat and top and kicked off his boots and pants. Before I’ve had time to admire his body, his face is buried between my legs, and I’m half gasping, half crying as he begins to devour me.
“Fuck, you are delicious,” Cas’s muffled voice says. He doesn’t even look up. Instead, he laces his arms under my thighs and tugs me closer to him until I’m surprised I haven’t drowned him.
Ez watches with a bemused amusement. But his eyes on me are not enough. I reach out, grasping for his hand. “Ez.”
His expression darkens, and he shrugs off his coat, then jerks off his clothes. Like Cas and I, he’s now completely naked. My throat dries as I take him in, tall and carved with muscle. Thick, black hair covers his chest, and I long to lace my fingers through it.
“To me.”
He falls back to his knees, stroking my cheek with one hand and palming my breast with the other. His cock bobs, strong and proud, so temptingly close to my face.
But Caspian’s determined that I won’t get distracted. He presses two elegant fingers inside me, curling them until I’m a trembling mess. He lowers his mouth over my clit and sucks. My body reacts instinctively, chasing the pleasure. I buck my hips against Caspian and reach out, grasping Ezryn at the base of his cock. Ez groans at the sudden contact.
I prop myself up on an elbow so I can take a better look at both Cas devouring me and Ezryn’s thick cock right in front of my face. These two want to work together to destroy me? Let them try. But I bet little old me can destroy them both all on my own.
I weave my fingers through Caspian’s hair, pushing him harder against my clit. “What good boys you are,” I say, adding my own purr to the words. I twist my neck and open my mouth wide, ordering Ez with my eyes.
“Stars, Rosalina,” he growls and obliges eagerly, desperately. His cock rams the back of my throat. I suck him hard, savoring the choked feeling of fullness while Caspian’s hand and tongue work relentlessly on my pussy. My skin feels alive around them.
Tears well up at the force of Ezryn’s cock. Through my blurry vision, I catch sight of our reflection in the icy walls. Not one reflection but eight different fractalized versions of us. A waveof what feels like liquid heat surges through me. I used to avoid mirrors, not knowing whose words would linger in my mind, ready to denounce my body as flawed. But now, looking at myself in the ice, I don’t hear any horrible names or cruel jests.
In fact, I look…beautiful.
My face is flushed, my eyes shining, hair in messy curls. Whenever I look at the princes, I always think they look like carved statues, each line of their bodies perfectly crafted. But with a hand forcefully on Caspian’s head, my cheeks bulging with the thickness of Ezryn’s cock, I look like I could be a carved statue too. A really filthy statue they’d have to stick in a room at the very back of the museum…but divine all the same.
Caspian curls his fingers again, and the movement has me gasping and gagging around Ezryn’s length. My muscles tense, and I feel my release growing, that sweet avalanche about to pull me under. Keeping my eyes open, I focus on my reflection, on myself. I want to watch myself surrender to their love.
I pop off Ezryn just long enough to moan, “I–I’m c-coming!” before the wave of ecstasy washes over me. Quickly, I suck him again, wanting to feel as filled as possible. Caspian licks me up and down, cascading me over the edge.
When the feeling ebbs away, I fall back to the blankets, laughing. Two sets of dark eyes peer over me.
