Chapter 28 Rosalina #3
“It’s okay, Flower. You can come. Think of Kel and come between us,” Caspian murmurs, voice soothing.
“Fuck, Rose, I feel you. You’re going to make me—” Ez groans.
Caspian lurches a hand out and grabs Ez’s shoulder. “No. She comes. You don’t. You save all your cum for when we fuck her at the same time. When we send her to Kel together.”
I look behind me at Ez’s face. His gaze is near predatory, but he nods. He gives an extra hard thrust. “Keep your promise then, Rose. Come over my cock.”
His words undo me, and if it weren’t for Caspian holding me up, I’d be a puddle on the floor. My orgasm has a gravitational force all its own, rocketing through my body and shattering me into fragments.
Ezryn pulls out, his cock harder than I’ve ever seen before, veins bulging and slick with my wetness.
Caspian doesn’t waste a second. With those quick, catlike movements of his, he pulls me to the blanket, pushes me down to my knees, and wraps my hair around his hand. I’m a marionette on his strings.
“It’s time for me to fuck you now, Rosie, which means soon you’ll be in the arms of our dear Winter Prince. We need to fill you with our regards for him,” Caspian croons. He flicks his gaze up at Ezryn. “Have you had her ass before?”
“No,” Ezryn says thickly.
“Good. I love a first. We’ll fuck her into a stupor and send her to Kel dripping from both holes. How does that sound to you?”
“Fucking brilliant,” Ez growls.
I should be indignant with the way they’re speaking over me, like I’m nothing but a toy to them, one they’re about to toss over to Kel, but it only fills me with hotter need. I want to be their plaything. Because I know just how much they treasure me.
Cas jerks on my hair, directing my face right above Ez’s cock. “Spit.”
I obey, and Ez reaches down, rubbing my saliva all over his already slick length.
Cas lets me go and lies down on the blankets, hands behind his head. He looks like a fucking painting, so beautiful I want to scream. I can barely take it in. He taps his hip bones. “Come, come. Sit upon your throne, Flower.”
I crawl like a rabid animal over to him. Swinging a leg over his hips, I position his tip at my pussy. Letting out a breath, I sheathe myself on him. Sparks of joy and heat fire through my blood.
Caspian squeezes his eyes shut. “You are too fucking perfect.”
“Too perfect for the likes of us,” Ezryn says. He squats down behind me, cupping my breasts. I tilt my head to his, capturing his lips in a kiss. Wrapped in his arms, I feel so warm, like no chill could ever find me.
“Now, put that pretty ass in the air,” Caspian orders.
Carefully, I lay myself flatter over Caspian, keeping his cock inside me.
Ezryn positions himself behind me. “Have you done this before?” he asks.
“Been fucked by two mortal enemies at the same time? Can’t say I have,” I say.
Ezryn swats my ass, making me buck my hips against Caspian, and we give matching mewls. “Taken it from behind like this,” Ez growls.
“Yes,” I say and wiggle my bottom to show him I’m not afraid. “I can take you.”
“We’ll see about that,” he says. “Breathe in. Now…out.”
As I do, Ezryn pushes himself inside me. I cry out, the burst of fiery pain giving way to pleasure. My body feels so full, stuffed with both Caspian’s and Ezryn’s cocks. We take a minute, the three of us breathing shakily as we adjust.
Caspian’s the first to move, slowly gyrating. “Hmm, well, well, well. So that’s your cock. I can feel it through our woman. Very nice, Ezryn.”
Ezryn growls and, as if in response, bucks his hips. The movement sends a spiral of sensation through me.
“Yes, that’s our cocks rubbing together,” Caspian continues, and I could slap him, except that it’s so fucking hot, and his goading only seems to make Ezryn push into me harder. “Only the thin wall of our woman between us. How do you like it? Does it feel good when I thrust against you?”
“What did I tell you about shutting the fuck up?” Ez’s voice is so raspy, his words are scarcely audible.
And I can barely speak, sandwiched in this power struggle as they find a rhythm, their cocks moving in unison.
I can’t do anything but dig my nails into Caspian’s shoulders, trying to hold on for dear life before my soul somersaults out of my body.
I’m a trembling mess between them, overwhelmed with shocks of pleasure.
Caspian’s gaze darkens, and he says those magic words. “Make me.”
Ez reaches over me, grasping Cas’s neck again. Cas arches into it, letting Ez wrap his strong fingers around his throat. I’m whimpering, the dizzy expression on Cas’s face near enough to undo me.
The end comes when I glance to the side, seeing the three of us entangled over and over in the different reflections.
Ezryn is so fucking strong, cock buried in my ass, body rocking both mine and Cas’s.
Cas appears every inch in control, despite the fact that he’s trapped beneath us, gasping for breath under Ez’s grip.
His dark hair spills like a shadowy halo around his face.
And I look like a fucking goddess, my body able to command the pleasure of these two fae men.
I can’t stop it: the rush of euphoria spiraling through me.
“Come with me!” I cry out. And I feel them respond.
Ezryn roars, driving into my ass with powerful strokes as he unleashes.
Below me, tears spring to Caspian’s eyes, and his cock pulses.
My name soars from his lips as he lets go, filling me up.
I’m stuffed full, broken but healed, as I collapse over Caspian, and Ez falls over both of us.
“Ready to see your mate?” Cas whispers, stroking the hair away from my face.
I know it will happen any moment, but it feels bittersweet. We did this so I can see Kel, and I am so glad I can keep my promise to him. But I wish I could take them with me. Wish I could pull Dayton and Farron from wherever they are and have us all together. Forever.
I take the second to kiss Caspian, then turn and kiss Ezryn. He pulls himself up and yanks out one of the blankets from beneath us, wrapping it around me. “Just in case Kel happens to be in the middle of a meeting,” he murmurs.
It’s not a moment too soon. Purple briars crack through the ice and entangle me. I take a deep breath, knowing any second, I won’t be myself. Even if it’s only for a minute before Kel releases the thralldom, there will be a period where I will lose myself.
Caspian grabs my face before the briars rip me away. “Listen to me, Flower. This time, I want you to see if you can fight it, okay?”
“What?” I ask.
“Before Kel releases you. See if you can find yourself. Will you try?”
“I’ll try,” I say doubtfully, but already, I’ve forgotten exactly why I need to do that. I’m heading to Kel. Kel is most important—
“Give Kel a kiss for me,” Caspian murmurs.
The briars swallow me whole and rip me under the earth.
Give Kel a kiss for me.
I can do that. Of course I can.
Anything for Kel.