Chapter 28
Skye
It was well after dark when Rafe and I got back to the dorm, and as we padded up the hallway toward the bedrooms, I found myself following him into his room instead of continuing to mine.
Aiden was already asleep in our room. He knew I’d gone to the islands to see Rafe and I’d told him not to wait up for us. Rafe needed me tonight.
Rafe seemingly ignored me, calmly toeing off his boots and stretching before shedding his nicer shirt and jeans, then stalking into the bathroom in only an undershirt and his boxer shorts. I knew him, though. I knew he was hyper-aware of me, and very aware that I’d followed him into his room.
I shed my own clothes as I entered the bathroom behind him. Rafe, now naked, stepped into the shower, holding the door open for me. He thoroughly wet his hair before he stepped back against the tile, making room for me under the spray.
I stepped into the water, then grinned as Rafe reached above me, pulling my bun and freeing my hair so that it fell around me. He tilted my head back into the spray, then kissed me.
I moaned the moment his lips touched mine. I could feel his emotions swelling. He was trying to hide his feelings from me, always thinking of me before himself, but it wasn’t easy to mask this amount of hurt.
It had taken me almost an hour to get over the fact that I was now an Heir to the fucking throne. Only after I’d stopped hyperventilating was I able to look up the videos of the Queen.
They were bad.
Wanting the King to die faster was definitely a thought no one should ever share out loud, especially not his daughter, who stood to take over when he died.
I couldn’t imagine how much worse things were about to get. Wyatt had already texted Rafe that paparazzi had been sighted near campus, which scared me. I didn’t want to be stalked by anyone other than Rafe.
And, if I was being stalked…I really needed to stop trying to plan on fucking in semi-public places.
Oh, God. The Crusader…Avery would see these articles. What would happen once he saw his new daughter was an Heir to the throne?
Rafe pulled away, shaking his head and splashing me with drops of water, pulling me from my impending spiral. “I’m sorry, darling. I don’t know if I can do this.”
I wrapped my arms around his back, running my fingers along his muscles as they flexed. He moved into me, pushing me gently until I was backed against the tile wall, pressing his palms flat on either side of my head.
“Really?” I asked.
I ran my hands around his front, both of us smiling when his stomach twitched at my featherlight touch.
Rafe was ticklish, and I hadn’t used the knowledge for evil yet.
I felt along the metal cage around his cock, warm from the water, and Rafe groaned, leaning in to kiss me again before moving to my jaw, then kissing along my neck to my collarbone.
“I missed you, my love.”
“You finger fucked me like, two days ago.” I whispered, sucking in a shuddering breath as his lips closed around my nipple. I moved my hands to his hair, pulling enough to make him hiss. He flicked my nipple with his tongue before moving to the other. “You just said you couldn’t do this.”
“Hmm,” Rafe hummed against my breast, looking up at me even though he was standing, hunched over. “I meant that I’m a little…tied up at the moment.”
I cupped his face, looking deep into his dark eyes as my affinity loosened the cage. Rafe let out a shuddering breath before pressing against me, his length hot and rapidly thickening against my hip. “We don’t have to,” I said gently. “We can just cuddle.”
And truthfully…I was a little sore from Aiden fucking me before I went to Wyatt’s office. And Rafe finger fucking me in Wyatt’s office. And Wyatt fucking me with a rock in his office.
I was still filled with a weird mixture of excitement and shame over the rock-fuck, though, so I hadn’t told anyone. I’d decided that might be a secret I took to my grave.
“Cuddling sounds fun,” Rafe said flatly. “But now that I’m free,” He thrust his cock against my hip, “I’d much rather take comfort between your legs.”
“Only if you want to,” I said as his hands slid down to my thighs. I jumped into his hold, shivering as my back pressed against the cold tile.
“I always want to,” he whispered, then kissed me again.
I broke away from his soft lips to whimper as he entered me, and Rafe stopped immediately. He gripped my chin, pulling my face around so his dark eyes could bore into mine.
“That hurt?”
“No,” I ground out.
He tilted his head. “Wrong angle?” He shifted his hips slightly, and I sucked in a sharp breath at the stretch.
“No,” I whispered. “Just…sore.”
Rafe’s eyebrows raised slightly, and then he gave me a slow, wicked grin, shifting his hips again. “My poor, sweet girl. Did Wyatt stretch you out?”
I glared at him, and he turned slightly to cut off the water, still holding me steady with one arm. Rafe left the shower and headed into his bedroom without a care in the world that we were soaking wet, and I began to shiver from the cold air.
“Really?” I almost whined. I was still impaled on his cock, and he was still hard. Was he really about to stop because Wyatt had split me open with a rock?
Another weird bit of shame curled through me.
Maybe Rafe was mad at me for the cage.
I opened my mouth to explain it to him, but then Rafe chuckled, the sound giving me more goosebumps. He stopped at the edge of the bed, then slowly lowered me down so that I was splayed out on the silky quilt, still sopping wet.
“Oh, this is pretty,” Rafe purred, then pulled out.
I scoffed in disbelief, feeling empty. “Rafe–” I started to whine, then cut off abruptly as he sunk down to his knees.
Rafe…was kneeling in front of me.
Again.
He’d done that the other day, too.
I propped myself up on my elbows, breathing heavily since I already knew what was coming.
“What are you doing?” I breathed.
“Lean back, darling. I’m going to kiss it better.”
I moaned as my head flopped back onto the bed.
The first lick across my clit made me cry out.
My hands wound into Rafe’s wet hair, and I massaged at his scalp while he languidly licked at me.
It did feel nice, though I was still expecting him to fuck me.
I knew he’d make me come like this eventually, but I still wanted his pretty dick, now free from its cage.
I couldn’t help but imagine the other pretty dicks I had access to.
I suspected from the minute I met Wyatt that he’d be big, his attitude and audacity told me that much.
I hadn’t expected his kink for fighting or…
whatever, but I didn’t hate it. It excited me to be a little submissive just as much as it excited me to be a little dominant.
Which made me think of Aiden.
I moaned again as Rafe pushed two fingers inside me, stroking just the way I liked. I squirmed, my wet skin sticking to the silk sheets and keeping me from finding a comfortable position.
“Either you’re deep in thought, or I’m doing a shit job. Which is it?”
I choked on a laugh, struggling to prop myself up again to meet Rafe’s eyes.
“Deep in thought,” I said, my voice quivering as he curled his fingers.
He frowned. “Well, that’s disappointing. This was meant to distract you.”
I laughed again. “Distract me? I’m sorry, shadow. It’s not you. It’s hard to keep my mind quiet.”
Rafe nodded, leaning forward and kissing my clit. I clenched around his fingers, and he grinned against me. “What has you so distracted from my distraction?”
His other hand trailed up my stomach to brush over my breasts. I settled back onto the cushions, tilting my head back and exposing my neck.
“I miss Aiden,” I whimpered, since I couldn’t tell him it was because Wyatt had fucked me with a rock instead of his dick. And I liked it. A lot.
Rafe stilled, and for a moment I worried I’d somehow pushed the thought at him. “Really? Call him. He can come play with us.”
I relaxed as I shook my head, hating how my wet hair sounded against the silk sheets. “No, this is our time. It’s fine.”
“Darling,” Rafe purred, curling his fingers again. “Call him. He’ll be delighted.”
His fingers teased across the perfect spot inside me once again while his other hand pinched one of my nipples, and I whimpered, unable to help myself.
Aiden, I called out. I need you.
I almost shrieked as Rafe sucked on my clit again, running the tip of his tongue back and forth so sharply it almost hurt.
The sound of the bedroom door opening startled me, and I was halfway to sitting up when my vision focused on the outline of Aiden.
“Angel,” I whimpered again, because Rafe didn’t care at all that someone had just come into the room, still sucking on my clit.
“Baby,” Aiden crooned, his voice a little rough from sleep. He ran a hand down his adorably sleepy face. “Is Rafe not meeting your needs?”
Rafe growled semi-playfully against me, close enough that the vibration sent another burst of desire through me.
“Come here,” I choked out. “Give me your cock.”
Aiden actually seemed to blush, but he pulled his shirt over his head without complaint.
I was momentarily lost to sensation as Rafe went back to lazily licking at me, and when I opened my eyes again, Aiden was kneeling above me, completely naked.
His body was perfect, his abs a little less defined since we hadn’t been in the gym lately.
The dips in his hips were still visible, though. I licked my lips.
Aiden hissed through his teeth as I licked the head of his cock. I missed his taste, and I found myself turning over onto my hands and knees so I could take him easier.
Aiden moaned, his fingers threading through my damp hair as he tried to keep me from swallowing him completely. Rafe made an unhappy sound from behind me, but then I felt the bed dip, and his tongue found my entrance again.
“Fuck,” Aiden said shakily. “Fuck, Skye, I can’t–”
I moaned around his cock, running my tongue along the underside in between swallowing around him. His hips jerked back and forth, and I smiled. I knew how to get my sweet boy off quickly, and as much as I wanted to play with him more, I really just wanted to swallow his cum.
Aiden could barely hold himself back, and suddenly, I choked on his length as Rafe’s cock nudged against me from behind.
I pulled back abruptly, gasping for a breath as Rafe pushed inside me, his cock hard and thick, stretching me even though he’d been inside me not twenty minutes ago. I was still sore from being fucked with the rock, but Rafe felt so good inside me, his cock warm enough to soothe me.
He draped himself over my back, whispering in my ear. “Sorry, darling. I couldn’t resist.”
I moaned as he began to roll his hips, and then suddenly, he was reaching around me and…grabbing Aiden’s dick.
Aiden let out a strangled sound of shock…but didn’t push Rafe away.
I stared, my lips parted while Rafe pumped Aiden’s cock a few times. Aiden shuddered, squeezing his eyes shut. I couldn’t tell if he was trying not to focus on how it was Rafe touching him, or if he was enjoying it too much. My core throbbed around Rafe’s dick.
Rafe pulled Aiden by his cock, angling him back toward me.
“Here,” Rafe purred. “Go back to sucking him off. He’s still so hard for you.”
My jaw was practically unhinged, but I didn’t hesitate to take Aiden’s cock back into my mouth, right from Rafe’s hand.
This was…unbearably hot.
Aiden’s apprehension melted away with my enthusiasm. His eyes fluttered closed, and then his hands settled in my wet hair.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispered. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Rafe repositioned himself behind me, and then he began to move, snapping his hips against me so hard, tears filled my eyes.
I was going to be so unbelievably sore for the next several days.
I swallowed Aiden down again, nearly choking when he came without warning.
“F-fuck,” he choked out. “I’m sorry, baby. Holy…keep doing that.”
I swallowed him down greedily, then pulled off with a gasp. I shook my head even as my eyes rolled back from Rafe pounding into me. “’S’okay.”
“You’re fucking beautiful,” Aiden cooed, then kissed me.
I whimpered as he pulled back, and then I lowered myself down onto my forearms, my chest heaving as Rafe took what he wanted from me. He knew I was sore. He knew Wyatt had done something to me, and he still thrust his cock so deep inside me, he had to be rearranging my guts.
“Rafe,” I cried out, clenching around him.
I was so sensitive from the last few days, everything felt like too much. I’d usually have come by now, but I couldn’t focus. Everything was too much.
Rafe’s hand slid down my back and around my front, settling on my throat and pulling me back. I gasped, trying to lift myself up, but Rafe’s free hand stopped me, keeping me suspended in a position where I could barely breathe.
Don’t think, he told me. Just let go.
I tried to groan, but nothing came out. He held me too tightly. I felt like a doll trapped in a spiderweb, my body simply being used beyond my control.
And then suddenly, I was soaring. I came so hard, I thought I might have actually screamed a real, guttural scream. Tears poured from the corners of my eyes, and then…
Awareness came back to me as I was gasping on the bed, facing the door. Aiden moved into my field of vision, his warm eyes darting across my face while he pushed my damp hair out of my eyes.
“Fuck,” I coughed. My legs were shaking. “What happened?”
“I’m sorry,” Rafe’s voice came from my other side. “I’m so sorry. I should’ve asked before I did that. You…passed out for a second.” He laughed shakily. “Your affinity threw me off of you.”
“Holy shit,” I breathed, my heart still pounding, my core clenching around nothing.
That might have been one of the strongest orgasms I’d ever had in my life. I felt like my entire world had been turned on its axis. I wasn’t the same person I’d been ten minutes ago, but in a good way. My vision was still blurry. And my affinity had actually pushed Rafe away?
“Skye?” Rafe whispered.
“I’m okay,” I answered. I was too weak to turn, but I reached behind me, feeling around for his hand. His chest heaved just as hard as mine. “I’m not mad. We’ll have to talk about a safe word or something.”
“We should’ve done that first–”
“It’s okay,” I whispered again, squeezing his hand.
“Okay,” Rafe said breathlessly, sounding relieved. “Okay. Holy fuck, that was so hot.”
I chuckled, looking to Aiden, who grinned. He repositioned so he lay next to me, pushing more hair from my face.
“I love you,” Rafe whispered against the back of my neck. “I’m so sorry, darling.”
“It’s okay,” I whispered back. “Shit. I love you, too.” Aiden pouted. “And you,” I said with an eye-roll.
The three of us laughed before settling in to sleep. I felt more satisfied than I ever had in my life, and yet I still felt…like someone was missing.