Page 16 of The Final Battle

Chapter ten

Gavin

Never did I expect watching the woman I love getting fucked by one of her other men would be as erotic as it was. Paxton surged up into her, thrusting deep and hard making her cry out in pleasure. Cassarah reached out and took me in her hand running it from base to tip and back down again squeezing just on the verge of too tight.

When Paxton released her mouth, he sat back and swirled his hips, the action making her back arch. While I enjoyed her touch on me, now that I knew what her mouth felt like, I craved it like an addicted man questing after his next fix.

Grabbing her jaw I turned her back to face me. “Open up for me, love.“

Heat simmered in her amber eyes as she did just that, sucking me down until her lips touched the base. Her tongue flicked, teasing me as she slowly pulled back. Reaching the tip, she grabbed the root of my cock and worked it in conjunction with her mouth. My breathing became irregular as my balls tightened, warning me that I was dangerously close to finishing.

Glancing over at Paxton I could see the sweat on his brow as he pumped into her. He met my gaze and I could tell he was also closer than he would like to be so quickly. While our woman might not have much practice in the act of sex, she was clearly a fast study, just as she was with everything else.

“Look what you do to us, love. We’ve barely even started and both of us are struggling to hold out,“ I said, caressing her face as I thrust deeper into her throat. “If you ever doubt whether or not you have bewitched us mind, body, or spirit remember this moment. A moment where you bring two men to their knees with the simplest touch.“

This seemed to spur her on even more, wrapping her legs around Paxton’s waist pulling him in closer as she gulped me down, humming. That did it for me and with a growl I came, spurting into her mouth without warning and she took it all. Soon to follow was Paxton roaring his release as he bucked inside of her, doing just as he promised and filling her with his seed. Seconds later, she was moaning out her own release, reassuring me she got just as much enjoyment though this as we did.

Drained, and unable to hold myself up any longer, I crumbled beside her as Paxton was recovering, laying on her chest. The only sound in the room was heavy breathing and pounding hearts as we all came back to our senses.

Part of me wondered if we should ask if she was doing anything to prevent a child, yet on the other hand, I would love nothing more than to have a child with her. To see her belly growing with life that we created together. These men I’ve come to consider brothers would all be excellent fathers and I hoped one day we each had our own with her. Of course, seeing that we were on the eve of battle it might not be the best option, but one day it would be a reality.

A knock came at the door and Paxton swore, rolling off Cassarah, grabbing the sheet and pulling it up over her body.

“Enter,“ I called not caring to hide, my bet was it was one of the other guys who’d waited for us to finish.

Zan entered the room, his cheeks slightly pink with embarrassment. “Ah, I was sent to check in and remind you that you’re set to have breakfast with King Thomas and Queen Catharine.“

“Did you draw the short straw, or was it because you’re blind and Ezzu isn’t with you, so you wouldn’t see anything embarrassing?“ Paxton asked, lounging on the bed, hands tucked behind his head.

Zan frowned, confused by this question. “Why would any of us be worried about seeing anything indecent? At some point, all of us will be right where you are now. I just didn’t want to rush, for fear of cutting things short before Cassarah could finish.“

“Huh, welp you can’t be right all the time. Glad to hear you’re not a prude or anything, I’d thought for sure one of us would be. To be honest, my money was on Gavin, but clearly that’s not the case,“ Paxton mused as he hopped out of bed and started to get dressed.

While I wanted to be offended that he thought I would be a prude, I could see why. Being raised as the crown prince meant that I had to keep a certain persona going. The people expected their future ruler to act a certain way and I gave it to them. The freedom I felt now that I’m working alongside Cassarah was the best gift I could have ever been given. This woman came out of nowhere and it was only by chance that I met her for the first time at the castle since mother was busy.

I’d assumed it was my Birthright that made her so easy to talk to, but I don’t think that was the only reason. She had an openness to those around her, Cassarah wanted people to get to know her, unlike so many rulers. Everything she was fighting for was so her people could be free to live their lives how they always have. As queen she wanted to walk alongside them instead of walking over top of them, bending them to her will.

Zan cleared his throat, bringing me back to the present. “Cassarah, do you want me to let them know you’re running a little late? I don’t want to assume things have ended for you if you feel the need to ah… continue where you left off.“

Cassarah smiled and took the robe from Paxton, wrapping it around her before getting out of the bed. Walking over to Zan, she placed a hand on his arm so he knew she was there then kissed his cheek. “No, I believe those two couldn’t handle continuing.“

I gaped at her, shocked to hear such language coming from her. “Is that so, love?“ I asked, hopping out of bed and coming up behind her, snaking my hand under her robe and slipping my fingers into her. “Are you telling us that you aren’t satisfied? Zan is here, I’m sure if you asked him, he would help us tend to your needs.“ I taunted, letting my fingers slide in and out of her as my thumb flicked over her clit.

She let out a gasp of surprise followed by a moan as she leaned her head back onto my shoulder. With my free hand, I pulled open the robe, exposing her breasts. Then I grabbed Zan’s wrist and placed his hand on one. “By the sounds of it, I don’t think she’s been fully taken care of. What do you say Zan, up for a little tag team effort?“

“We don’t have time,“ she commented but I could tell there wasn’t much urgency in her voice as Zan now had both his hands on her.

“You’re the queen, my star,“ Zan whispered, stepping closer to kiss up her neck. “You’re never late, always arriving when you choose too.“

I nipped at her ear, catching her attention. “Tell me what you want. Do you want me to keep using my fingers or do you need something more?“

“More,“ she breathed, reaching out to fist Zan’s shirt. I swept off her robe and lifted her left leg, revealing her opening to me.

Trusting that Zan had her steadied, I guided myself into her and wrapped my hand on her hip to use as leverage. I pumped into her, gliding in and out with ease since Paxton’s seed was still dripping from her.

It reminded me of my previous thoughts. “Do you want me to fill you like Pax did? Claim you as mine in the hopes you bare my child?“

“I won’t,“ she panted. “I’m drinking a tonic to prevent it.“