For one moment, we stare at each other. His tangled blond hair falls wildly around his face. We crash together, our kisses furious, and I raise my hips, desperate for any contact.
He moves away from me, then back again, like waves on the sand. His tongue finds mine as his hands make their way over my body. It feels like my skin is going to set on fire, consume us both.
Dayton raises himself up on his forearms. “You’re so beautiful, Rosalina.”
He removes the strapless black swim top and gently lifts my hips to slide off my bottoms.
“No destroying my underwear today?”
He gives a roguish smirk, playfully kissing the space between my ear and neck. “I do have a little self-control.”
“Since when?” Farron laughs from the shoreline.
I tilt my head to look at him and realize this is the first time he’s seen me like this. We’ve had plenty of moments, and I’ve always suspected he wanted me the same way I’ve wanted him. But I can’t help but wonder: what does he think of me, all spread out here, naked and bare?
“Alright, pup,” Dayton calls across the short expanse, “I’ll show you how generous I can be. You take off your clothes, and get your tight little ass in the water, and I’ll let you have the first taste.”
Farron blinks rapidly, then stammers, “F-first taste?”
“Of our woman.” Dayton lightly slaps a hand down on my thigh, then drags it up to cup between my legs.
The shock of his hand against my core is electric, and I let out a moan, grasping my sensitive breasts.
“She’s so fucking wet,” Dayton groans. My slickness coats his palm as he moves it back and forth against my entrance.
“Farron,” I breathe, lifting my hips to grind against Dayton’s hand.
Farron lets out a muffled noise and draws his knees up to his chest, almost as if he’s in pain. “I’ll just…” he mumbles, “I’ll watch for now.”
“Suit yourself,” Dayton says and kneels between my legs. A series of featherlight kisses caress my skin, then his tongue laps at my entrance.
“Oh!” My hands grasp the smooth rock.
He laughs, sending vibrations through my core. He moves his hands to my hips and slowly slides two fingers inside me.
“Mmm,” I moan. “I need more, Day.”
Everything inside me tightens as he moves his fingers in and out of me, his tongue dancing around my clit. I arch my back, my toes curling as pleasure builds, cresting higher and higher until finally I let out a scream as my orgasm rolls through me.
I collapse onto the rock, panting and dazed, as Dayton pulls his fingers out.
“How was that to start?”
The breath is heavy in my throat. “To start?”
He kisses the inside of my thigh. “I’m never going to let you only come once.”
My whole body shivers in anticipation as I rise on my arms to look down at him. But he just grins, then slides away from me, swimming toward Farron. He rests his elbows on the edge. “You have no idea how fucking good she tastes. Sweeter than nectar.”
Farron stares down at the Summer Prince reverently.
“Taste her, Fare.”
Farron’s gasp is swallowed by Day’s mouth as he heaves himself up and clasps Farron by the back of the neck. Their lips smash together. Farron’s hair tousles and falls over Dayton’s brow. I’ve always known it was so much more than hooking up between them. The proof is in the intense gaze on Dayton’s face, the soft melting of Farron’s features.
How could they not have been together while I was gone?
Dayton drops his lips to Farron’s shoulder and growls, “Do you like that, pup?”
With a shaky hand, Farron brushes his lips. He tasted me. The thought ignites my core, and as our gazes meet, I can’t refrain from letting my fingers drift lower, along my stomach, down to slip between my legs.
Farron lets out a choked sound. Dayton shakes his head, tsking. There’s a splash of water, and two strands of pink seagrass burst out, tangling around my wrists, and forcing them above my head.
“I’m all for watching you do that,” Dayton says, “but today, you’re going to come when I say you’re going to come. Understood, Blossom?”
I tug lightly on the grass restraining me, but my body has turned molten under his command. Dayton gives Farron a look, who is still staring at me as if stunned. Then Dayton dives in and before I know it, the Summer Prince is above me, naked and glistening.
“Are you going to fuck me?” I strain against the binds, eyes on his erect cock.
He swallows, and for a minute I think I see something akin to fear flash in his eyes. But he shakes his head, and that cocky grin returns. “Yes,” he says. “But not today. When I have you, it will not be with any deadline for a stupid meeting.”
A swirl of disappointment fills my belly, and I whine.
“Now, none of that.” Dayton grins. “There is still plenty I plan to do to you today.”
He trails kisses along my neck until he gets to my breast, bringing a large hand up to massage one while he plops the other into his mouth, sucking deeply.
I moan and tug against the restraints, desperately wanting to tangle my hands in his hair. “Oh, Day, I—”
He switches breasts, sucking harder and harder, like he’ll never get his fill. Deep male groans vibrate in his chest, and he moves to massage my clit again. “Your pussy feels so good.”
I gasp as his hand works me into frenzied pleasure. I’m so close, and all I want is to come. As I’m about to tip over the edge, Day pulls away.
A smirk plays on his lips, eyes alight with mischief.
“Remember, Blossom?” he teases. “You only get to come when I say.”
Ecstasy pounds in my abdomen, and I gasp in the dense air. “You’re so—”
But Dayton looks over his shoulder, golden hair knotted. “Are you getting in, Fare? She’s so close. It might just end for me to watch you make her come, but I’m willing to risk it if you are.”
Farron stares at us, then falls to his side again, letting out a tortured moan. “I can’t. Just keep going. I’ll watch.”
I don’t have time to question why he won’t come in before Dayton lowers himself down between my legs, blowing warm air on my pussy. The sensation is maddening.
“Ready?”
“Stop teasing me.”
“Then beg for it.”
“You’re so mean.”
He pulls back. “Well then—”
“Dayton, please,” I gasp. “Please, please, I need you. I’m yours.”
He stills, then dives back toward me, mouth and tongue on my pussy, two fingers slipping inside. “Come for me, Blossom.”
That’s all it takes. With my hands still tied, pleasure rushes through me in waves, over and over again until I’m a quivering mess, my breath coming out in small pants.
Dayton unties the weeds from my wrists and pulls me up into his arms, pressing a kiss to my temple.
My vision is littered with stars, his kisses soft. But I know this isn’t over, not when I can still feel his hard length beneath my legs. “I want to taste you now.”
He stills. “Rosalina, you don’t have to—”
“I want to… If you want that.”
“Seven realms, yes.” He stands, and I settle between his legs. His cock bounces right in front of my face. It is magnificent.
I press my hands to his muscular thighs and suddenly feel a bit of embarrassment returning. “I’m sorry if it’s not, uh, good or—”
Dayton fists my hair into a knot. “I don’t think you could do this wrong if you tried.”
Slowly, I part my lips and bring them close to his length.
“Start by tasting the tip,” Farron calls over. “It drives him wild.”
“Ah, now the pup speaks up,” Dayton drawls. “Just in time to make me senseless.”
Farron watches us with a wide gaze, muscles tense.
I do as he says, taking the tip of Dayton’s cock between my lips.
“Now lick the length,” Farron says.
I let my tongue drift along his shaft to the base.
Dayton groans, fist tightening in my hair.
“Now take him,” Farron says, voice rich with desire.
I swallow all of Dayton’s length into my mouth. His hands cup either side of my head, guiding me further down his cock and I swirl my tongue over him, moving faster and faster. I work him until he’s panting, then I slow down a bit, pulling out to gasp in gulps of air.