Chapter 57 Rosalina
Rosalina
An amazing sense of warmth envelops me. So many scents mingle in the air: the crisp tang of cranberries, lavender, fresh flowers, warm apples, and salty sea.
I soak in this delicious feeling, my body thrumming with happiness. I burrow deeper into the soft mattress, the blankets so warm over my shoulders.
Farron has his arms banded tight around my waist. Dayton’s sleeping behind him, his arm a heavy and comforting weight over both of us. On my other side is Ezryn. He’s curled over me, his chin on the crown of my head.
I blink my eyes open. Warm light spreads out from beneath the curtains. It’s morning then. My heart feels so at peace. A new day, starting it all together. All my mates in one place.
Wait. All my mates—
I rise to peer over Ezryn.
Keldarion and Caspian are here.
But not just here. Here together. Keldarion has his arms wrapped around Caspian, who is facing him, tucked into the Winter Prince’s embrace. But it’s more than their physical closeness that has my heart racing.
I’m still not used to being fae, but I can tell their scents are combined. So intertwined. It can only mean one thing.
What happened last night? When did they come in? I felt so safe with their presence I didn’t even wake when they crawled into bed.
Caspian’s eyes shoot open, cat bright in the dim light, and stare straight at me. I smile at him. He smiles back.
I think my heart might burst out of my chest.
“Go back to sleep, Princess,” he mouths.
I wiggle out of Farron’s embrace and lean over Ezryn. “Tell me what happened.”
A deep flush appears across his cheeks. “I told Kel I still loved him.”
“And it went well?”
“You could say that.” The color in his cheeks deepens.
My smile broadens. Could this be enough for Keldarion to finally break his curse?
“Well—” I start.
Ezryn grips me around the waist and rolls me so I’m squished between him and Cas. “If you’re going to talk this early in the morning, do it closer,” he grumbles.
“Sorry,” I whisper, kissing his cheek.
Ez grunts. “Happy to have some space from him. He tried to put his arm around me.”
“That was a complete accident,” Caspian says innocently. “What’s a man to do when sandwiched between two giant fae?”
I giggle, and Cas runs a hand from my neck, along my arm, and over my hip.
“No offense, Ez,” he says, “but this is much nicer. So soft.”
Ez grunts again, and I turn to see him closing his eyes. I rise to check if we’ve woken Dayton and Farron, but the Autumn Prince gives a puppy dog yawn and rolls over, throwing one leg over Day, and continues to softly snore.
“What about Kel? Is he awake?” I whisper.
“No,” Cas says. “He’s a deep sleeper when he’s happy.”
I reach up and tap Cas’s nose. “So did you tire him out?”
“I suppose it was some effort tossing me around.” Caspian darts his tongue out to lick the tips of my fingers. “Want me to describe every detail?”
I inhale a sharp breath, and a zing of heat shoots to my core at the thought of them together. “Maybe now’s not the best time.”
“Why not?” Caspian hovers his mouth right over mine. “Those princes seem particularly sleepy. Based on your scent, darling, you also did some tiring out.”
A flash of last night—riding Day with Farron in my ass as I sucked Ez within an inch of his life—springs to mind. “We had to christen the new bed.”
I think my hardworking Spring Prince has fallen back asleep if his deep breathing is any indication.
“I bet I could get you off without waking anyone up.” Caspian grips my thigh, tugging me forward, my leg falling over his.
Oh. I can feel how stiff he is. My nightdress rides up to my waist.
Caspian’s grin grows wider. “Fuck, I can always count on no panty barrier with you.”
Trailing my fingers through his soft hair, I rock my hips against his. But my chest brushes Kel’s hand, still draped over Cas’s torso, and he twitches.
“This is too risky,” I gasp. “We’ll wake the others.”
A moan sounds in the back of Cas’s throat. “Then stop grinding on me, Flower.”
I go still, trying to calm myself, but this heat has grown, and my breathing turns ragged.
“We’ll just cuddle.” Caspian keeps his violet gaze on me and works my dress higher and higher until it slips off my head. “But I want to feel all of your soft, beautiful body.”
With a rustle, he tosses the nightdress to the ground. Goose bumps rise on my arms as I take in that I’m naked in a bed with five massive fae men. All of whom would have no problem devouring me for breakfast.
That look, Cas says in my mind. Are you wanting to wake everyone?
No. Everyone’s been working so hard. We need rest, I send back. We should have been speaking this way the whole time.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Caspian says lowly, bending to nip my earlobe. The movement draws me closer, my bare breast brushing Kel’s hand.
I give a whimper, trying to stifle the sound.
Inch by inch, Caspian trails his touch over me, rubbing my legs, then my hips, and then he gets to my chest and flicks my pointed nipples.
I bite my lip. He begins to circle them, softly at first, until he kneads my breasts with such a firm grip, I swear he’s going to leave a mark.
Want me to mark you? he purrs in my mind.
He leans down and grazes his tongue over my nipple before drawing it between his lips and sucking, wet and sloppy. He pulls away to breathe, then wolfs the soft flesh into his mouth, sucking harder and biting with his teeth.
I hiss, the most amazing pain and pleasure working through me. Fuck, he’s giving me a hickey on my boobs.
I arch my back, pussy grinding against him. And it doesn’t help that it causes me to rub against Ezryn’s rock-hard chest. The memory of how they both completely destroyed my body comes to the forefront of my mind. I shudder.
Caspian pants, then draws his hand down to slip between my legs. “You’re so wet. I want to feel you against me, Princess.”
I help Caspian out of his pants and his tunic, both of which are huge on him. They must be Keldarion’s. “Do you ever wear your own clothes anymore?”
“Priorities, love,” Caspian says. “Like getting my cock inside you.”
He grips my hips and guides me so I slide onto him. I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
Cas seems to be in similar discomfort. “Gods, you feel so good. Kel may be asleep, but all this grinding has gotten his cock particularly hard against my ass.”
I smile, a part of me wanting the Winter Prince to wake up and see us like this, another part of me liking this hidden moment between Cas and me.
I thought you were going to make me come without waking anyone up, I say.
Nice and slow then, Cas replies, drawing me into his embrace.
He rocks his hips ever so slightly, but the position, how incredibly deep he is, hits this sweet spot inside me.
So, so slowly, he keeps tapping it, bringing me to the brink.
“Only you though,” he rasps. “We don’t want to ruin Ezryn’s new bed with my thorns if I come. ”
“But I love feeling you come inside me.”
He grits his teeth, face twisting. “Don’t tempt me.”
Smiling, I circle my hips, enjoying the clench of my inner walls around his cock. Caspian tilts his head back, neck muscles straining, and his eyes roll to white as he groans loudly.
A hand shoots out over me and claps on Caspian’s mouth. “You told our girl to be quiet, and you’re the one ruining it, you little shit,” Ezryn says, voice deep and gruff from sleep. “Shut up and fuck her.”
Cas whimpers through Ezryn’s palm, cock twitching inside me.
Yes, Daddy, he says in my mind. And from Ezryn’s exasperated sigh, he must have said it in his mind too.
I buck my hips, but now Ez has moved closer. With every one of Caspian’s thrusts, my ass rubs against Ezryn. I feel the Spring Prince’s cock harden.
“Fuck,” Ezryn grunts and pulls away, but not before Cas grabs his wrist, licks his palm, then spits into it.
“You know what that’s for,” he whispers while giving me a particularly hard thrust.
Behind me, I hear Ezryn fumbling with his pants, then he’s rubbing his cock with his wet hand, then positioning me and—
I cry out as he enters me from the back, but he covers my mouth, stifling the sound.
We’re all still for a moment, and then Caspian gives a look over me, speaking without words to Ezryn. They both move at the same time. They draw out their cocks nearly to the tip before plunging back in, deep. So, so deep. My whole body shudders at being this full.
“Gods, Ez,” Cas sighs. “Your cock in her ass makes her pussy wrap around me so perfectly.”
Ezryn grunts, reaching over to tug on my nipples. I gasp for breath, his hand still tight around my mouth.
“I knew you liked the feeling of our cocks rubbing together,” Cas continues. “Can’t deny it now.”
“Maybe I don’t like the idea of you fucking my mate in front of me,” Ezryn growls back.
“Maybe. But gods, at least let me imagine you like your dick rubbing against mine as much as I do.”
Ezryn’s cock pulses inside me. He’s close. I’m close. “I–I—” My moans are muffled against his hand.
Can this really be happening? Ez and Cas fucking me so slowly while Kel, Farron, and Dayton are still sleeping? Just the thought of them waking up, seeing me filled and used, is enough to send me near the edge.
Caspian reaches down and circles my clit with his long fingers. Stars fracture in my vision.
“Come now, on our cocks,” Ez commands.
I bite down on his hand, gripping Caspian’s shoulders.
My muscles tense, then release comes in wave after wave of pleasure.
It’s so full, so tight inside me, I feel my body’s every constriction around their cocks.
How Ezryn’s twitches, then spills, that glorious feeling of his hot seed releasing into my ass.
“Oh fuck,” Caspian whimpers. “I–I—”
“Hold on,” Ezryn says.
“You think I can do that when you talk to me in that gruff voice?” Caspian gasps. “Oh, Flower, I’m sorry. You’re too fucking good. I can’t control myself around you.”
Then he drives deeply, just as my waves of ecstasy ebb, hitting the tender edges of my pussy. His hot release explodes within me. He pulls me into him and crashes his lips against mine.
Pleasure crests through our mate bond. Ezryn still grips me from behind.
“What’s going on?” a sleepy voice asks. “I felt…” Farron sits up, rubbing his eyes.
“You felt that?” I whisper.
Dayton pops up and raises a brow, no doubt puzzling out what’s going on beneath the blankets. “They were fucking and didn’t even have the courtesy to wake us. And of course we felt it. We’re your mates.”
“I was trying to be nice and let you sleep.” I give him my most innocent expression.
“Next time, be mean to me.” Dayton winks. “What the fuck are Kel and Cas doing here?”
“Oh.” Farron’s cheeks redden as he locks gazes with Caspian.
There’s a deep male groan as Kel stirs.
“Quick, we have to get you off the bed before the thorns come,” Caspian says.
With a deep sigh, Ez and Cas both pull out of me. Very unceremoniously, they push me to the end of the bed.
“I’m going, I’m going,” I laugh.
“Hey, I’m recently fond of this bed. I don’t want anything ruining it,” Cas says with a grin.
Ez shrugs, the blankets pooled around his hips. “It took me all day to make.”
Sighing, I stand, naked and dripping down my legs. I turn my attention to Day and Fare, feeling not at all ashamed but reveling in their feral gazes.
Except no thorns come, though I feel the familiar tug of my mind. I suppose it’s because Keldarion is already so close.
“I think I’m where I need to be,” I say, my voice wispy, losing myself to the bargain.
“Do we let her wake him up?” Farron asks.
“His fault for sleeping through it all.” Ezryn shrugs.
“I mean, who wouldn’t want to be woken up by Rosie looking like that,” Dayton says.
But they are all meaningless to me. There’s only one person of importance. He’s right before me on the bed. It’s so wonderful to be this close.
The long, dark-haired one—Caspian—is watching me with an intense gaze. Last time he asked me to do something.…
It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters except the prince lying before me.
I crawl onto the bed. Something wet slides down my legs. I sniff. Another man’s seed. Disappointing. There’s only one man who’s worthy of me. I pull back the covers and clamber over his massive form.
Keldarion stirs, a deep male groan rumbling through his chest. I let my legs fall to either side of his hips, my breasts dangling before his face. I want him to know my body is completely his.
His blue eyes open, hazy with sleep. “Rosalina.” His hand comes up to touch my cheek, his other gripping my waist and drawing me down to him.
My skin bursts to life as our bodies connect. I capture his lips, feeling him groan into them. His fingers run over my back, down my bare ass as my dripping pussy grinds against his hips, the hard outline of his cock.
“Rose, why do you smell like Cas and Ez—” He pauses, pushing me away.
“Keldarion, I belong to you.”
He falls to the bed in a huff. I hate how displeased he looks.
“You are not wanted here.”
In a rush, I come back to myself. Keldarion sits up, and I tumble over, Caspian catching me and pulling me against his chest in a protective embrace.
Keldarion runs his hands through his long, white hair and surveys us all. “Is this what waking up with the lot of you is going to be like from now on?”
Caspian strokes my head and looks up at Keldarion with the biggest, brightest eyes I’ve ever seen. “Sorry, Kel. I couldn’t help myself.”
“Couldn’t you?” Kel says, tilting his head, an equal softness in his gaze as he stares at Cas. A softness I’ve only ever seen directed at me. My heart lightens at the thought.
Now that they’ve reconciled, will Kel be willing to break his curse? The question lingers on my lips, but I stay silent for now. This is brand-new, and Kel must still be wrapping his head around everything. Better for us to talk in private.
“Y’know.” Dayton sighs. “I was the one who suggested a forest orgy so long ago. Just think how much simpler our lives would have been if we had all made sweet love together.”
A laugh bursts out of me and, surprisingly, from Keldarion too.
“Alright, Day,” I say. “Next time you suggest a forest orgy, I’m in.”
“You know,” Keldarion says, “I have a better idea. Time to return to Winter.”