The Summer Prince’s face twists in pleasure, his muscular chest heaving. I look to Farron for approval.
Farron’s dark brow raises. “That was good, but I think you can take him deeper.”
There’s a command in his voice I rarely hear from my sweet Autumn Prince, one that makes my spine tingle.
“I don’t know,” Dayton chuckles, “it’s pretty big.”
“She can do it,” Farron assures.
A desperate need to please them both fills me, and I breathe deep before I take Dayton in my mouth again. I try to relax my throat as he pushes his cock deeper. My eyes water and I think I might gag, but I refuse. I want all of him.
“Good girl,” Farron breathes. “And you too, Day. You’re a good boy feeding our girl your big cock. Look how hungry she is for you.”
“Fuck.” Dayton stiffens in my mouth. “I’m going to—”
“Swallow him, Rosie,” Farron commands.
Dayton’s hips move at a frantic pace, and I moan with each pulse of his cock in my mouth as I desperately try to keep up.
He shudders, muscles tensing. I arch my back and moan. Holy stars, he tastes amazing. His cum coats my lips, and I lick it up, savoring every drop. There’s so much, some of it spills from my mouth and trickles down my chin.
Farron bites his lip, eyes glassy and filled with desire. I know in this moment I’ve done something to please them both, and warmth blooms in my chest. Farron gives me a smile, a silent acknowledgement of my efforts.
“Let’s go show our boy how good a girl you were,” Dayton says, wrapping me in his embrace and swimming across the springs. Steam curls around Farron’s body.
“You tasted her on my mouth, Fare.” Dayton smirks. “Now taste me on her lips.”
Dayton holds me up to Farron like an offering, his cum dripping from between my lips and down my chin.
Farron’s pupils are blown. He swallows and the knot at his throat bobs. He lifts a trembling hand.
Where’s the confident Autumn Prince from a moment ago?
“Decide, Farron,” Dayton orders, one of his hands snaking up to deeply massage one of my breasts, the soft flesh escaping between his fingers. “Kiss her or don’t.”
How must I look to Farron, in his lover’s arms, hair disheveled, cheeks flushed, and completely and utterly desperate for him?
Farron closes his eyes, auburn hair falling across his brow. Then in a flash he pulls back, landing in a heap against the slick stones. “I’m sorry, I can’t.”
“Your loss, Fare.” Dayton gives a dissatisfied sigh, and the sharp sting of Farron’s rejection is quickly replaced by Day’s bruising kiss.
“I’m sorry,” Farron says. “It’s not that I don’t want to. I’m already going to lose Day to his mate. One day, Kel’s going to change his mind. And I can’t lose you too, Rosie.”
“Fuck Keldarion,” Dayton growls in my ear. “Ignore the scared little pup. Focus on me.”
His hand moves furiously on my aching pussy, not even giving me a moment to think about Farron’s words. “You’ve done so much for me already, Dayton—”
“And I’m going to give you one more, okay? Give me one more.”
Before I can say anything else, a cry tears from my throat as the heat builds, builds, builds.
He sits on the lower ledge of the hot spring, bringing me on his lap, his cock already hard again.
“This time you’re going to scream,” he snarls. “You’re going to scream loud enough for your mate to hear you and realize what an idiot he is. For that fucking asshole to feel the pleasure he can’t give you.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, focusing only on Dayton’s touch, and cry out in pleasure.
“Louder, Baby.” He licks my neck, then bites down. Pain and pleasure. “Remember when you watched me and Fare?”
“Y-yes.” I tilt my head back, barely able to comprehend anything beyond the bliss building inside me.
“He called your name when he came. Now when you come, you’re going to look at him. Yell his name out.”
Farron watches us so intently, it’s as if nothing in the world could tear his gaze away from me.
Dayton’s cock slides against my ass. His fingers move at a rapid pace, and when he pinches sharply and tugs on one of my nipples, I see stars. “Come for us.”
That’s it. I’m lost in his storm, waves of bliss flooding over me once more. I scream, my body trembling, my orgasm crashing over and over.
“Farron!” I cry out as I come undone, my inner walls clenching around Dayton’s insistent fingers.
Farron’s hands knot into fists and he slams them against the steamy surface of the hot springs. “Rosie. Day—”
“I fucking love the way you feel,” Dayton rasps against my ear as I come back to myself. I collapse against the Summer Prince, feeling completely and totally satisfied. I wonder about Dayton’s words. Did my screams reach Kel after all?
23
Rosalina
My velvet shoes barely make a sound as I head toward the dining room, Dayton and Farron on either side of me.
After our experience in the hot springs, Farron helped Dayton and I wash our hair, then wrapped us in fluffy towels. It wasn’t exactly the way I’d wanted his hands on my skin, but it was still comforting.
I tuck a loose braid behind my ear. Farron had weaved small plaits into mine and Dayton’s hair before we left, explaining his mother taught him how. His voice had wavered as he spoke. I know he’s worried about what’s going on back home. But that’s why we’re meeting with the other princes now. To decide on a plan.
At least dinner is at a normal time with it being a full moon tonight—the one night of the month the princes and staff won’t turn into beasts or animals.
I smooth down my skirts as we draw closer. Marigold and Astrid have gone all out for my first banquet back in Castletree. Farron and Dayton took great joy in helping them decide on the dress, as they lounged together on my bed. Finally, they’d decided on one from the Summer Realm.
It’s made of the finest silk in a shade of soft ivory. The bodice is fitted, accentuating my curves, and adorned with delicate gold embroidery that glimmers in the light. A flowing skirt falls to the ground in layers, billowing as I walk. The neckline is low, revealing just enough skin to be alluring, but still leaving much to the imagination. Not that those two princes need imagination now.
I’ve got a light shawl overtop, not only to cover my arms, but because there’s still a chill in the castle, the magic of the Winter Prince seeping everywhere.
Dayton grabs my arm before we enter the dining hall.
“Now, Blossom, you need to do something for me before we go in.”
I raise a brow. “And that is?”
“Don’t cower to him.” Dayton fixes me with his turquoise gaze. “You’re Keldarion’s mate which means you’re his equal. He’s the one who told you he didn’t want to be with you, so if he says anything about this afternoon, that’s his own problem.”
My whole body heats. “Wait, what? How would he know? Did someone tell him?”
Farron trails a hand through my hair. “Rosie, you’ve got Day’s scent all over you. It’s… intoxicating.”
“Oh my gosh, I didn’t think about that.”
Dayton grips my chin. “Own it. He said he’d fuck everyone in the realm before you? Show him how desirable you are. Show him you’re the one everyone wants, and he’s the biggest fucking idiot in the whole Vale for not worshiping you as he should.”
There’s anger in Dayton’s words, and his passion ignites inside me. I straighten my spine and laugh. “Maybe I’ll fuck everyone in the Enchanted Vale before he has the chance.”
I know instantly that was the wrong thing to say. Dayton and Farron each grab one of my arms.
“No, Rosalina,” Farron growls, a flash of something feral in his eyes. He shakes his head, then sighs. “I thought you were going to be a good girl and listen to Dayton’s rules.”
Dayton’s rules. Him, Farron, Ezryn, and that frosty jerk. I can’t imagine wanting anyone beyond that. But… they’re so easy to rile.
“I’m okay with that,” I say, and they release me. I quickly bop Farron on the nose before turning to the door. “For now.”