My gaze shifts to stare at Dayton. He’s watching me, eyes dark. My heart pounds in my chest, body on fire. I feel so alive.
Farron’s cock rubs against my G-spot and I cry out, the pleasure overwhelming. I can’t think—all I can do is keep moving.
Dayton cups my other breast, rubbing a calloused thumb around my hard nipple. “What are your thoughts on surrendering control to the High Prince of Autumn?”
“Yes.”
“Tell him how you want him.”
“Wildly,” I gasp, feeling his cock throb inside me. “I’m yours to take, unbound. I want you to fill me.”
Farron groans, and Dayton playfully slaps his cheek. “You heard our girl. Obey, pup.”
Farron flips me on my back, and I let out a moan as he sinks deeper.
“You’re so wet,” he pants. “You feel so good, Rosie.”
He thrusts slowly at first, then faster, pushing deeper and deeper until he’s sheathed all the way. I wrap my legs around his hips, my ankles locking him in place.
“You like that?” Dayton asks. “You enjoy Farron’s cock filling you?”
“Yes, yes.” I nod, biting my lip. “More. Harder.”
Dayton’s hand tangles in my hair, and I lift my head to see him above me, red light shining in from the window, making him reminiscent of an ethereal god.
“I could watch you two forever.” He kisses Farron before pushing my sweaty hair away from my brow and grazing my lips with his. “You both are going to be the end of me.”
“Day,” Farron gasps, pumping hard and fast, “you know this isn’t ending without you. I’m aching for your cock.”
Dayton straightens, an almost tentative expression crossing his features.
“Day, please,” I whine, needing him with us.
“Fuck it.” He runs a hand through his thick golden hair. Then he crosses to the bedside table and grabs a vial of oil.
Farron bends down to me, lips by my ear. “I’m not leaving you, Rosie. How do you feel about him fucking me while I’m inside you?”
My muscles squeeze tightly around him at the thought. “Yes,” I whimper. “Yes.”
Then Dayton is behind Farron, kneeling on the bed. He kisses his neck before whispering, “Ready, Fare?”
Farron stills his movement as Dayton enters him. I watch his face fracture in pleasure as he takes Dayton’s massive cock. The pressure of it pushes Farron deeper inside me, and I release a cry of my own, clawing at his spine.
“Gods, you feel wonderful,” Dayton breathes. We lie there, breathing together, intertwined. The beauty of it has tears pricking my eyes. My mate bond with Farron is glowing with so much pleasure, I think it could burn me completely. This is so right.
“Well, are we fucking or not?” Farron grins before thrusting into me then bucking his hips back into Dayton.
We both let out a cry and then we’re moving together. Dayton pounds into Farron, his hand slapping Farron’s ass. Farron’s cock pumps in and out of me, slick and wet. It’s like I can feel Dayton’s movements in me through Farron. I watch Dayton work; he meets my gaze.
He leans around Farron, pushing deep into the Autumn Prince, and grabs my neck to pull me into a devastating kiss. I sigh into it. The movement forces all three of us closer than we’ve ever been.
It’s beautiful.
We break the kiss, gasping in unison, our movements growing wilder and more frantic. Farron screams in pleasure, and dips his head to my neck, biting and kissing the sensitive skin. I tangle my hands in his soft hair. This is beyond anything I have ever felt before, and with the mate bond, my body feels overwhelmed with sensation in the best way.
“Yes,” I cry out, arching my back. “Farron. Day!”
“You’re so good, Rosie,” Dayton rumbles. “So fucking good at taking that cock. You look like a goddess.”
“And me?” Farron angles his head up, as hungry for the Summer Prince’s approval as I am.
“Oh, Baby,” Dayton groans. “I love being inside you. I love this. I love…”
My muscles tighten around Farron’s cock.
“Ready, Sweetheart?” Farron says shakily. “I’m going to fill you.”
My whole being quivers at his words, but I’m not alone. Dayton shouts to the heavens, his neck snapping back, golden hair flying, as he empties himself into Farron.
Farron gives a low moan, falling over the edge. His warm seed explodes within me. The sensation of their pleasure sends bursts of euphoria through me, and my body quakes with the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. I’m lost in it, completely and utterly consumed.
We collapse in a heap of tangled limbs, panting and sticky. Farron’s still inside me, his cock softening, and Dayton lies on the other side, eyes closed.
“That was amazing,” I whisper, lifting a hand to run it over his sweaty chest.
“I love… I love it,” Dayton says. “You two are a vision.”
I grin, my heart light.
“You were okay, I guess,” Farron says sleepily, waving a hand.
We all laugh. I lie content with them. The fire in my soul still smolders. As I drift off to sweet oblivion, I wonder if it’s my mating bond with Farron, or something else, something so bright it might consume me entirely in flames.
76
Rosalina
I’m carried in someone’s arms, maybe Farron’s, to the attached privy where I’m washed. He throws a nightdress over me.
We’ve left the bed a tad messy, the scent of sex still in the air. The three of us shuffle over to Farron’s room and slip beneath the crisp sheets. I wrap an arm around Farron’s waist, his back to my chest. Dayton crawls in behind me and drapes an arm over both of us.
Feeling safe, sheltered, and utterly protected, I drift to my dreams.
Something wakes me up, and my eyes shoot open. I don’t think I’ve been asleep long. Farron is still in front of me, breath steady and deep. Good, he’ll need his rest for tomorrow.
There’s a chill on my other side. I sit up and catch Dayton leaving the room.
I should let him go, but I softly pad out of bed and follow him into the main sitting area. Red sunbeams spill over the seats from the large windows.
“Dayton,” I ask, “where are you going?”
He turns, flashing me a charming grin. “Light sleeper, eh, Blossom? You know Fare and I don’t do the whole sleepover thing.”
I level him with a measuring gaze.
“And,” Dayton continues when I don’t reply, “it’s almost sunset.”
“So? The bed’s plenty big enough for you, even as a wolf. Or we could move all the pillows to the ground—”
“It’s alright. Go and cuddle with Farron. Have a good sleep. We’ll need to rest before tomorrow.”
“But…” I say, my voice quavering. “I want you to stay. In whatever way you are. There’s no form of you I don’t—”
He quickly clutches my hands, cutting off my words. “Listen. What we did? Fucking fun. It was amazing, but it’s just fun. You and Farron, do your whole mate thing. I’ll happily join in on the other stuff.”
I yank my hands away from him. “I don’t buy it. You can’t kiss us like that, make love to us like that, and say it’s just fun.”
He angles his head, still smiling, like my words are meaningless to him. “But we didn’t fuck. Not technically, Rosie.”
“I noticed that.”
“Were you craving my cock?”
“I’ve been aching for you since the moment we met,” I gasp out. “Dayton, can’t you see that?”
He doesn’t reply for a minute, then laughs. “You got my name right this time—”
“You said you were over that.” I pace in front of him. “Do you want to know why I called you Kel? It wasn’t because I wished you were him. It was because I was feeling the same thing for you that I had just felt with him. This burning spark in my chest and—”
“Stop it, Rosalina,” Dayton says, and his words are suddenly so sharp, so commanding, my voice cuts off.
“Why?”
He’s the one pacing now. “Because it’s not fucking fair. You can’t say stuff like that. Don’t you think I wish a light could burst forth from my chest and bind me to you and Farron forever? But you’re not my mate. The world doesn’t work that way.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Maybe Fare was right…”