75. Rosalina
75
Rosalina
M y 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.
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.