Charm
Present
Shackles dragged along the stone steps as I carried our human upstairs. I’ve only killed once since we freed ourselves and took back our kingdom. Fearful I’d lose myself to instinct and urges like the curse said, I made a deal with the human realm years ago. My brother was free to take who he wanted, and in return, we paid in gold.
The woman he brought home wasn’t a sacrifice, but our mate. I would make sure she survived. I wanted her to live a long time. She was supposed to love us unconditionally. I’d be content if she could give her heart to Darius. I didn’t need her love. Moonlight filtered through the windows and lit up the side of her face. Lashes fanned her cheeks, her big brown eyes hidden from sight. With her little button nose and high cheekbones, she looked like a bunny. As my mouth watered at the thought of tasting her again, I dragged my tongue along my bottom lip.
A good mate would find her pitiful. Her fate intertwined with not just one dark King, but his Prince, too. I found no remorse. Bunny was doomed, but she wasn’t alone. Fate had fucked all three of us. Dare shuffled behind me and the corners of my lips lifted. He wanted to hold her, but he held back for me. He knew she was his.
Stopping in front of the bedroom, she whimpered and buried her face against my chest. Dare grumbled and a large furry paw pushed the door open. There weren’t any servants on this floor, forbidden to come unless called for. No one waited on us up here. Eloise was the first to survive the dungeons. She needed a bath, and I was going to enjoy cleaning every inch of her. Only so we could defile her again.
“I had them draw a bath for her.” That and a branding iron. He stilled, his head tilting as he questioned my motives. Dare’s glowing eyes dragged down her body as his instincts told him to take her again. “If we’re keeping her, we should try and get her to like us.”
“I’m likable,” he growled defensively. Sniffing the air, he checked if anyone was in our room. My cock twitched as I eyed the purple discoloration already taking place. The image of him choking her close to death had my blood rushing and my tip throbbing. I clenched my thighs and ground my hips against her soft backside. Knowing she was drugged, defenseless, and at my mercy, only fanned the flames of my desire.
“She’s bruising. The bite marks aren’t deep enough to do any real damage, but I think we both know you only need to give her one,” I teased as we went into the bathing room.
“You treat her like the others,” he grumbled. I knew where he was trying to go with this. Pointing out that I was the one who needed to change my actions. I encouraged this. I wanted him to use that brain of his, instead of relying on instinct alone.
“We’re not talking about them, and I didn’t know who she was,” I hummed.
“Lies,” he scoffed.
“Mm,” I hummed as we stood at the edge of the in-ground tub.
“Would it have mattered?” he prodded.
“No,” I chuckled. “But I stopped you from crushing her windpipe… and I did bring her up here.”
Silence hung in the air. We’d never brought anyone into our room. It was a place no one entered. Where we could sleep while taking shifts to keep watch. She was the exception. While she deserved the men we could have been, they’d died in those dungeons. After killing our uncle and the witch, we had their bones used to make our thrones, for all to see. There were no mirrors here, no prying eyes, but still I held my glamour. Candles encircled a black tub built into the ground. As Dare stepped in, the water turned red. Sloshing around impatiently, I chuffed and followed him in.
Carrying our sacrifice, I stepped into the water. Willing and ready to offer such precious cargo to the god I worshiped as he threw a fit like an impatient pup. My King growled as his arms waded through the water. Ears perked up as he created small waves. Wide shoulders I wanted to hold, a thick neck I wanted to bite—the devil taunted me. My eyes saw only him, while his were on her. The flames flickered as I passed them, and the water rose with each step.
Waist deep, I stopped in front of him. Rough fingers greedily wrapped around my cock and I moaned. He hadn’t touched me since the cell. With her arrival came my brother’s affection. I needed it more than the air in my lungs. Thanks to her, I could feel his love again. I didn’t make a sound, afraid he would stop. She didn’t stir as I lowered her into the water. Steam rose and the sounds that fell from my brother’s lips as he tugged on me fell on deaf ears. Remembering I’d drugged her like the others, I held her head up. Water sloshed with every movement, and I watched my reflection in his eyes until his head dipped. Pink lapped at the mark on her neck, and I groaned. He was a man of few words, but his actions spoke volumes. She wasn’t going anywhere. I thrust my hips into his grip as he pushed his tongue between her lips. Her brows furrowed, and she turned from him. I grunted as the pressure built. Moaning as he squeezed my knot.
“Cum for me, little Prince. Then lick her clit to hole. Let’s see if sucking her clean will wake her.” My balls squeezed, knot expanding as my seed rushed up and out, splashing into the water. My hips thrust into his hand as he held my chin with the other. Nuzzling my cheek, my heart warmed.
“Good boy,” he praised before releasing me.
I won’t be greedy.
I am thankful.
Happy.
Bunny is my good luck charm.
A current ran down my spine and I cradled her between us. Dropping my forehead to his chest, I listened as our hearts beat as one. Pulling her from me, I watched eagerly. Helping her float just above the water, he spread her legs. Without another word, I lowered my head to her thighs, stared up at him as I dragged my tongue up her center.
Dare’s taste was a drug. He hummed approvingly, and I wrapped my mouth around her petals. My tongue pushing into her, spearing her as I licked and sucked every drop. Withdrawing, I rubbed my nose against her clit before dipping into her pussy. Inhaling her scent as I started on her ass. He groaned as I bobbed. Cleaning her ass like the bottom of a chocolate pudding container.
Her muscles clenched around my tongue and my gaze darted to her face. She stirred, but remained asleep. Her lips parted and her nipples hardened. Dare caressed her face with his damn paw. Claws sliding down her neck as I came off with a pop. She stilled, and I shared a smile with my brother.
Our little mate was awake.