Woven by Gold (Beasts of the Briar, #2)

Rosie pulls away with a wet smack. “Beg.”

I try to resist her command, but Farron is still slowly licking the side of my shaft.

“Put my cock in your mouth, Blossom. Take me deep. I need you.”

She smiles at that, satisfied, and gathers her hair in the cutest damn ponytail before descending to suction her lips around my length.

Farron reclines, content to watch her as she works. Her mouth is wet slippery bliss, and my balls tighten with each stroke.

“You like watching her mouth on me, Fare?”

“Stars, yes,” he says. “Such a good girl taking your big cock.”

Rosie moans from the praise, her speed increasing.

“Get rid of this thing.” Farron reaches forward, and with a quick rip, the chemise is gone. I guess he was as frustrated with it as I was. Her breasts fall free, brushing my thighs as she moves.

“Oh, Rosie.” Farron cups her, massaging deeply into the soft flesh. He rubs a nipple between his forefinger and thumb. I can’t help but arch my hips in pleasure as the muscles of her throat tighten around my cock. I slide deeper, deeper, deeper.

She gags, but doesn’t slow, eyes watering.

“Take him, Sweetheart,” Farron says, a delicious edge of command to his voice. “Take him deep until he comes.”

Gasping, Rosalina sucks harder, her throat stretching wide as she takes me all the way in. The slick wet heat of her mouth is pure bliss.

“Oh, fuck,” I grunt. “I’m going to come for you, Rosie.”

She keeps sucking, and I spill myself into her throat.

“Swallow it,” Farron orders.

Groaning, I bury my cock deep. She gags and her body shakes, but she doesn’t stop.

“You’re so good, Baby. So good,” I praise.

She pulls back, gasping. Her hair has fallen loose, her lips glistening with my pleasure. She’s so fucking beautiful. Damn, this is bad.

Farron crawls to her, reverently touching her cheek, before running a thumb over her slick lips. “I didn’t taste him on you before. I wish I had.”

Then he licks the pleasure that’s dripped down her chin before kissing her.

I fall back to the bed, trembling. If that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Then in a heap, the mattress moves as both of them topple around me. I’m unable to resist kissing them deeply. I might never experience what they have, but if my body can bring them pleasure, I’ll give myself to them. Every damn time.

“That was amazing,” I sigh.

Farron rests his head on my shoulder. “Don’t say you’re done?”

“Oh, Summer Prince,” Rosie says, “you didn’t think we’d let you come only once?”

“Fuck,” I groan.

“Tell me what you want,” Rosalina says.

The bed smells like sex and roses, and I feel so content with their skin on mine. But I know what to ask for. “I want to see you two together,” I say. “I want to watch my boy fuck you exactly how I tell him to.”





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Rosalina





My body is nothing but bliss and pleasure. Dayton pushes me back on the bed. I lick my lips, still savoring the salty taste of him on my tongue.

Why does this feel so right? The three of us together…

“Before you take Farron’s cock,” Dayton says, “we need to make sure your sweet pussy is ready.”

Farron lifts my hips as Dayton pulls my panties down.

“Hey.” I grin at him. “I thought you were just going to dictate.”

“After.” He pushes my knees apart. “I’m not missing out on tasting you.”

Farron leans on his forearms and places a gentle kiss on my inner thigh. “How fast do you think we can make her come, Day?”

“Oh love, the question isn’t how fast,” Dayton gently bites the sharp point of Farron’s ear, “but how slow.”

Farron smiles, and their expressions turn hungry as they gaze between my legs.

“You two look devious,” I say, squirming in anticipation.

“Fair is fair,” Dayton says.

“Relax,” Farron says. “Let us worship you.” Farron runs his warm tongue down my center.

“Oh god. Yes, yes,” I moan, gripping tight to the sheets.

Farron pulls back and licks his slick lips, eyes shining with lust. Dayton watches us with a predatory grin before he deeply kisses Farron. “Delicious.”

Farron returns to devouring me, and this time, Dayton joins him. They lick me greedily, only pausing when they get caught up in each other, with deep languishing kisses.

“I’m—I’m…” I whimper. Pleasure builds inside of me like a storm.

“Just wait, Rosie,” Farron growls. “Feel this.” They pull away, and I make a sound of protest, but Farron hooks his fingers into my pussy. He pumps rapidly before curling toward my G-spot. At the same time, Dayton’s mouth sucks furiously on my clit.

Waves of pleasure wash over me as I orgasm, whispering their names like a prayer. Both the princes gently massage my legs as I come down from the high.

Dayton gives me a soft kiss before standing at the end of the bed. “Now, I think my favorite cock has been sorely ignored.”

Farron flushes and sits up.

“Rosalina, take off his shirt and suck his cock three times.”

Eagerly, I tug the tunic over Farron’s head, displaying his lean body. His long length stands at full attention. I bow down to accept his cock, obeying Dayton’s command.

Farron whines in protest as I pull away, but there’s something in me eager to play this little game. I look to the Summer Prince for my next command.

“That’s a good girl.” He smirks. “Don’t be grumpy. Lie down, Baby.”

Farron does, his cock tall and glistening.

“Sit on it.”

I crawl over to my mate and straddle him before easing him inside. Farron stares up at me with such love and devotion, my heart melts. His hair falls in messy waves, lips swollen from all the kissing.

“I love you,” I mouth.

He reaches up and taps my heart three times.

Then I slowly lower myself, feeling my muscles stretch around his cock. I brace my hands on his chest, careful not to go too fast.

“Good,” Dayton breathes, then, “Fuck.”

The prince leans against the bedpost, eyes fluttered closed.

“What is it?” I ask.

He grips the bedpost, voice straining. “You’re both so fucking beautiful. I don’t think my heart can take it.”

I giggle, pushing myself harder onto Farron’s cock.

Farron shivers, obviously eager to go deeper, but letting me take charge. It’s so long, it feels like if I push any further, it’ll end up in my stomach. I bite my lip and whimper, “Day, I can’t.”

Dayton tsks and stands before me, his own massive cock hard again. “Yes, you can. His cock was made for you, and your body was made for him.” Then Dayton yanks my chin up and kisses me roughly.

I moan deeply and push down. Something shifts within me, and I slide down fast on Farron’s cock. I shout from the sensation of being filled so completely by my mate. My inner muscles clench and hold tight to his cock.

Farron lets out an animalistic growl. His fingers dig deep into my hips.

“Good,” Dayton praises, lightly running his hands through Farron’s hair. “It’s going to be hard, pup, but don’t move. Let her adjust to you.”

My eyes close. Yes, I love this. How does Dayton know exactly what I need? The first time with Farron had been a rush of whirling emotions and near primal desire. But now I can savor every moment, every feeling, as I get to explore his body with mine.

“How do you feel, Farron?” I breathe.

“I would live inside you if I could.”

Heat builds in my core, and I rock my hips, slowly beginning to sway up and down.

“Faster,” Dayton says, voice low and throaty.

“Yes,” Farron growls. “More, Rosie, more.”

I move, each thrust harder, faster. My fingernails rake down Farron’s chest, and I’m sure he’s leaving bruises on my thighs.

My back arches as I lower closer to Farron, the angle hitting deep within.

“Suck her breasts,” Dayton says, a desperate urgency to his voice.

My breasts now dangle before Farron’s face, and he eagerly grabs one in his mouth. His wet tongue circles my nipple, then he bites gently and tugs.

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