Chapter 105
CHAPTER 105
Rosalina
I creak open the door to the captain’s quarters to find Dayton. He stands by the bed, looking around the room. Though it’s made of dark wood and metal forgings, the bedsheets black, with only the dim glow lamps to light the room, Dayton’s presence feels warm as the sun itself.
He wears a tight black shirt and pants: the same attire as me. It’s what the Queen’s Army wear under their armor, and the only clean clothing we have aboard the ship. His hair is damp, and a trail of steam still drifts out of the private privy attached to this room. My own hair has just started to dry from the shower I took below deck. It’s certainly not as luxurious as the privies in Spring or at Castletree, but anything is better than the gladiator bunks.
“Blossom.” He smiles as I enter and click the door shut behind me. “Everything all right?”
I wrap my arms around him, leaning into his embrace. “Now it is.”
We’d spoken until our lungs gave out in the meeting; there are no more words that need to be said, no other plans to be laid. Now, I just want to bask in his warmth. No matter what happens tomorrow, I want to have tonight.
“Hey, no being sad. We’re on the edge of battle. In Summer, these kinds of evenings are a time of celebration.”
“Trust me, every night with you is a celebration.” I offer him a smile.
“Of course it is.” Ever since he broke his curse, there’s a spark of the old Dayton back, one I haven’t seen in months. That charismatic poise I saw in the hot springs when we first met. But this time, it’s tempered with something else: a strength and confidence that’s brand new.
I run my hand down the skin visible between the deep V of his shirt. “Hey, Dayton, have you had a chance to talk with Farron since we came aboard?”
“A little, though I hope to rectify that soon.”
“Do you think he’s … okay?”
Dayton raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know.” I chew on my bottom lip, trying to find the words. “It’s hard to explain. It’s just when I first saw him, I felt … something different.”
“He’s probably just worn out from spending so much time with Caspian. But the three of us are together again. Ez, too, and soon enough, you’ll be back in the arms of that frosty bastard, Kel. It’s going to be okay, Rosie. Everything’s going to be okay.”
I close my eyes, wanting beyond hope to believe him.
The door creaks open, and Farron pokes his head in. “Hey, I was looking for you two.”
“Come on in.” Dayton opens his arms.
Farron slinks in and closes the door behind him. He’s wearing the same black undershirt and pants as Dayton and me. Maybe it’s because I’m so used to seeing him always dressed in his finest, with fancy vests embroidered with golden thread or waistcoat made of the softest fabric, or with his gold reading glasses and a glittering cuff adorning one of his ears, but he looks different right now. The black doesn’t suit him, and his hair falls straight in front of his eyes, casting shadows over his face.
He looks from me to Dayton. “Feels like the first chance I’ve had to breathe in days.”
Neither of us respond. We stand there in the comfortable silence, just staring at one another.
Marveling that after so many trials and so much sadness, we’re here. Together.
An invisible string of electricity seems to dart between Farron and Dayton as they hold one another’s gaze. I’d known it from the first moment I saw them together in Dayton’s room. They are in love. A love that goes beyond mate bonds or fate.
“I’m so sorry, Fare,” Dayton breathes. “For everything these last few months. I never want to put you through pain and that’s all I’ve done—”
“No, I’m sorry,” Farron interrupts. “I should never have doubted what I’ve always known in my heart.”
I step toward Farron and grab his hand, pulling him closer to Dayton and me. “Whatever happened in the past has only made us stronger. You, Farron, and you, Dayton, are my mates. Our love was written in the stars. The three of us were meant to be together.”
A smile quirks at the corner of Farron’s lip. “You’re right. We are meant to stay together.” Then he flings himself at Dayton, wraps his arms around his neck, and kisses him with everything he has, full and passionate and reckless. Dayton’s eyes widen in surprise, before he wraps his arms around Farron’s body and melts into him.
Farron breaks away with a fevered look, then roughly grabs me by the back of my neck. I fall against him, kissing him deeply. His hands trail down to grab my ass, and I moan into his mouth. Farron’s touch is more assertive than I’ve felt before, and I’m completely at his mercy.
When Farron pulls away from me, Dayton places a hand on each of our cheeks. His blue eyes shine with desire. “This time will not be like our other times. It is a new beginning for us.”
“Then make love to me, Prince of Summer. You as well, Prince of Autumn. Show me this love,” I breathe.
I pull my black shirt over my head, freeing my breasts. Farron runs his tongue over his front teeth. Then I wiggle out of the tight pants, sliding them and my panties to the floor. The mere sight of their hungry eyes sets me on fire.
“It has been far too long since we shared our woman,” Dayton says.
“Not just our woman, Day. Our mate ,” Farron corrects.
Four hands run over my body, stroking my hair, down my neck, along my collarbone. Dayton lifts one of my breasts, massaging the soft flesh, before holding it up to Farron like an offering. Farron leans his head down, greedily sucking on the nipple.
A whimper trembles out of me, and I arch into their touch.
“Let’s see how wet you are for us,” Dayton whispers in my ear. He slides his finger between my legs and moans. “Doesn’t take much to excite our mate, does it, Farron?”
Farron licks up my nipple to the base of my neck, which he bites. A stinging pain shifts into arousal as he sucks the tender skin. “Her body is a temple, and we are devout worshipers.”
“It’s not fair,” I whine. “The two of you are teaming up on me.”
Dayton pulls his fingers out of my pussy and holds them up to the dim light, admiring the sheen. “Poor Blossom. Are we too cruel to her?”
Farron wraps his lips around Dayton’s fingers and sucks deeply. My breath catches in my throat. Dayton lets out a purely male groan and palms his cock. It strains so much against the tight pants, I can practically see the veins bulging. After Farron has licked Dayton’s fingers clean, he pulls back and says, “If this is cruel, I have no intention of being kind.”
“Me neither.” In a single movement, Dayton grabs my ass and hauls me up into the air.
I let out a giggling scream and wrap my legs around his waist. “What are you doing?”
“Making up for lost time,” he murmurs in my ear before chucking me onto the bed. “Farron, get behind her. I don’t want one inch of our mate not worshiped.”
“My pleasure,” Farron says and quickly yanks off his clothes. I lick my lips, staring at the smooth planes of his chest, the lean muscles that line his legs and at the steel-hard cock that looks all too delicious. He scrambles over to the top of the bed and sits with his back against the headboard. His legs lie out on either side of me.
I turn onto my belly, mouth lolling open unconsciously as I move for his cock.
“Not yet, Blossom.” Dayton grabs my ankles and yanks me back before flipping me over. Farron links his arms under mine and pulls me up so I’m sitting between his legs. His hard cock presses into my back, filled with promises for later.
“Perfect,” Farron purrs and begins massaging my breasts. He rolls one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, before pinching the other. His long fingers play across my skin like I’m an instrument he knows all the chords to.
“I couldn’t agree more.” Dayton stands at the end of the bed looking down at us.
“Give us a show, Day,” I breathe.
He smiles that cocky, arrogant smile I love so much. I would kiss it straight off his face if Farron’s hands didn’t feel so fucking good.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Dayton pulls his shirt off, revealing each cord of muscle. His abdomen stretches with each breath. Then he digs his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and pulls them down. His enormous girth springs free of its confines. The tip is pearly with pre-cum, his desire evident.
Farron lets loose a sigh, his own cock straining against my back.
“Now,” Dayton says, eyes shining with a feral glint, “I’m starving.”
He dives straight between my legs. I cry out as the tip of his tongue traces the outside of my pussy.
“You can take it, Sweetheart,” Farron says. “Does it feel good?”
“So good,” I breathe, writhing in Farron’s lap.
“Mmm,” Dayton hums against my heat. “You taste divine. Like ambrosia.”
Farron squeezes my breasts in time with Dayton’s tongue-strokes. I squirm and tremble, trying to keep myself from falling apart between the two of them.
“I can’t take much more,” I pant.
Dayton retreats for a moment, licking his lips. “Good. I want your cum all over my tongue. Help me get her there, Fare.”
Without a moment’s delay, Dayton’s mouth is back, sucking and licking. Farron places his lips to my ear, tugging at my earlobe as he kneads my breasts with even more fervor.
When Dayton sticks two fingers within me, I’m undone. “Day! Fare!” I cry out, body arching. This only seems to excite them more, and they both double down on my torment, Farron pinching both my nipples so hard, I scream, and Dayton sucking on my clit as his two fingers work me.
My orgasm erupts through me in waves of euphoria. Explosive, pulsating pleasure radiates throughout my body. Farron sits us up and reaches between my legs, spreading my pussy lips apart. “That’s it, Dayton. Get every bit. Don’t let a drop of our girl’s sweetness go to waste.”
I’m a quivering mess, collapsed against Farron’s chest, but I know my mates aren’t done with me yet. If they have their way, I’ll be passed between them until I’m drained dry. But I’m starving, too.
Quickly, I jerk toward Dayton and away from Farron, then scramble up to all fours. I know my ass and swollen pussy will be right in Farron’s face.
Dayton’s now kneeling on the edge of the bed, heavy cock bobbing.
I don’t give him a chance to protest; my lips wrap around his cock, swirling the tip and lapping up every bead of pre-cum. Dayton throws his head back, letting out a beastly roar.
“Is this what you want, Blossom? To choke on my cock?” he grunts, lacing his hands into my hair. In response, I just look up at him through my lashes. A plead and a promise.
“She knows what she’s doing.” I feel Farron kneel behind me, his cock slapping against my ass cheeks. Then the bulging head of his dick presses against the entrance of my pussy. “You know I can’t resist you.”
“Then let’s give our woman what she’s asking for,” Dayton growls.
I cry out, the sound only a strangled whimper as Dayton thrusts his huge cock all the way to the back of my throat. At the same time, Farron plunges inside of me. They move in perfect unison, working my mouth and pussy with a forceful rhythm.
“Come here, Baby,” I hear Dayton groan, then there are the sounds of kissing above me. I pull back slightly on Dayton’s cock and arch my neck to look up.
Dayton has grabbed Farron by the back of the head and pulled him forward. They kiss, tongues battling. The sight of my mates together, taking pleasure in each other as they fuck me, is too much.
“I’m coming!” I try to scream around Dayton’s cock.
“Fuck, I can feel it,” Farron breathes, pulling back a little from Dayton.
“Don’t stop,” Dayton growls, his cock plunging harder and harder into my throat. Farron keeps his pace, my pussy clenching around him as my orgasm roils through me.
They both slow before pulling out at the same time. My knees buckle, and I wouldn’t be surprised if my eyes were in the back of my head.
I look between them, voice shaky. “I want to watch you two now.”
Dayton smiles then grabs Farron around the shoulders and pulls him to the bed so they’re lying down. I laugh as he near-wrestles Farron in his arms until they’re facing each other, looks of longing exchanged between them.
How long has it been since they’ve been together? I felt Farron’s heartbreak as my own when we thought Dayton didn’t belong to us.
Dayton kisses Farron slowly, deeply, and I feel tears welling in my eyes. I treasure their love just as much as I treasure my own with each of them. How lucky we are , I think, to get to share in so many different kinds of love .
Farron runs his hand over Dayton’s chest, then up his face. Their bodies are so close together, it’s hard to tell where one begins and the other ends. My eyes drift down to their cocks, rubbing together, both shining from being inside of me.
Unable to help myself, I lean forward and grab them both at the base of their cocks. They look up at me.
“Don’t stop,” I whisper.
Dayton goes back to kissing Farron with sensual slowness, and I take my time, stroking from base to tip, savoring the silky hardness of each of them.
I love you , I think. Both of you. I want to love you forever and ever and ever. I want to have a thousand moments like this. A million. I never want us to be apart. But I can’t say any of it out loud, because my throat is tight. Blinking away the tears, I focus on how beautiful each of them is in their own way. Dayton, with his hair like sunshine, his body so strong and protective. Farron, eyes golden as the dawn, lean and elegant. They complete one another so beautifully, two pieces of my heart that have finally clicked perfectly into place.
“All right,” Dayton breathes. “If you don’t stop stroking me like that, I’m going to come all over my boy and, while I do love to do that, I think it’s reserved for you today, Blossom.”
“Come between us,” Farron says, and grabs my arm, pulling me down to lie in the middle. He moves the hair away from my shoulder so he can kiss my neck, then gently guides me to lie on my side, facing Dayton. “Shall we fill you, Sweetheart?”
“Stuff you full?” Dayton asks, lying on his side before me. He palms my breasts and gives me a gentle kiss that turns into biting down on my bottom lip. I groan and press my ass back into Farron’s cock.
“Yes, yes, both of you. I want both of you inside of me. At the same time.”
I hear Farron spit onto his hand, then a slick finger rubs against my ass. “You’ve never had two cocks like this, Sweetheart. You tell us if it’s too much, okay?”
“Okay.”
He dips a finger inside of me, stretching me out, preparing me for his cock.
Dayton kisses me, and I feel his girth press against the entrance to my pussy. “Say that you love us.”
“I love you,” I breathe.
“Say that you want us.”
“I want you.” My words are a plea.
“She’s ready, Day,” Farron says.
Dayton’s eyes flash. “Order us to fuck you, Blossom. To fuck you like the royalty you are.”
My heart thrums in my chest with wild excitement. “Fuck me. Fuck me like the royalty I am!”
“Very good,” he purrs and lifts my leg up onto his hip.
In a single breath, I’m suddenly stuffed full, one cock in my pussy, one in my ass. I cry out. There’s a twinge of pain, but the pleasure overwhelms it.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good.”
The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before: fullness and stretching in every possible way. Dayton and Fare move together in perfect harmony, as if they’ve been waiting their whole lives to share me like this.
“We’re going to take our time with you, Sweetheart,” Farron whispers in my ear, his cock twitching inside of me. “Stretch you out nice and slow.”
Dayton’s hand comes up to my breast, squeezing my nipple between his fingers as he thrusts his hips against mine. “You feel so good,” he groans. “So wet for us.”
I can’t find the words to respond, nor can I truly move. I’m captured between them, my body the vessel for their pleasure. My voice is a mixture of moans and cries.
“Can you feel my cock, Fare?” Dayton growls. “I can feel yours.”
“Fuck yes,” Farron breathes.
Dayton’s pace quickens. “We’re going to fill you so full of cum. You’ll be dripping with both our seed. Do you like the thought of that, Blossom? Your legs are soaked.”
“Yes, Day,” I manage. Waves of pleasure course through me. At every crest, it feels like I’m falling, but one of them is always there to catch me.
Farron and Dayton’s arms reach for each other over the top of me. Now, I don’t know where they end, and I begin. I don’t think I ever want to know.
My wave crests to its full height. Both of their cocks ram into me with fevered intensity, and my voice becomes a broken scream. I can’t hold on any longer. I’m falling into oblivion.
Time seems to pause for one moment, and I become acutely aware of everything. The safety of being trapped within their arms. The smell of Dayton in front of me: that sea salt and musk that never leaves him even after he’s bathed. The familiar rhythm of Farron’s breath that has lulled me to sleep no matter where I am. The pleasurable ache inside of me as my body becomes a home for my mates.
“Come with me,” I breathe, and I know instantly that they will.
Pleasure erupts within me, and both of them roar out my name. Everything outside of us ceases to exist. There is only the pleasure of this single, glorious moment.
Cum pours into my entrances, filling me to the brink of fullness. My eyes roll to the back of my head and stars explode across my vision.
My wave crests down. Both of my mates still remain inside of me, panting.
Then, Dayton laughs. “I fucking love you both.”
“I love you both, too,” Farron says.
I kiss Dayton, then twist my neck to find Farron’s lips. “This love,” I breathe, “is eternal.”