Chapter 59 Rosalina
Rosalina
Is this really happening? A sly grin crawls up Farron’s face, and he winks at me. A shiver runs down my spine. I am in a tiny steaming hut with five ridiculously hot men and possibly about to be thrown in an icy lake.
“This game shouldn’t be difficult with all of you,” Ezryn says. “You look at Rosalina and explode.”
“Come on, Ez, give me a little credit.” Dayton smirks. “I get equally hard for my Autumn leaf.”
Dayton throws his legs over either side of Farron’s hips and lowers until he’s sitting on Farron’s lap, facing him.
“What are you doing?” Farron grumbles. “You’re crushing me—”
His complaint turns to a moan as Dayton kisses him.
Farron’s almost completely blocked from my view, and all I can make out are the powerful muscles in Dayton’s back pulsing.
Then Farron’s hand scraping along the sweat-slick skin, reaching lower and lower until he grasps Dayton’s towel and throws it off.
“Oh,” I gasp, staring at Dayton’s wonderful ass.
“Like what you see, Petal?” Ezryn grabs my thigh.
“Ez…” I warn.
He raises a devious brow. “Just curious to see how far I can push you before you take a swim.”
“You wouldn’t!” I grab his arm.
His hand drifts higher, calloused palm sweeping my inner thigh. “The thought of you standing naked in the snow, nipples perked to the cold… I’m intrigued. Don’t worry, baby girl. I’ll warm you up after.”
And with that, the Spring Prince runs his fingers along my center. “Give me a chance, Ez.”
“I’ll start slow.” With featherlight touches, he strokes my entrance, sending vibrations of pleasure throughout me.
Caspian eyes us with a sly smile before turning to Kel. “What’s with the grumpy face, Kel? Don’t be jealous because the Summer Prince kissed me.”
“I’m not jealous,” Keldarion says.
“Not even a little?” Caspian quirks his head, disappointed.
“No. Because no one can kiss you like I can.” Keldarion yanks Caspian to his lap, then brings his mouth to Caspian’s throat.
I crane my neck, trying to see more of them through the thick steam. Kel sinks his teeth into Caspian’s skin, making him arch his back and let out a low moan. Kel’s hands glide down to Cas’s waist until he gets to the towel and tugs it off.
Caspian’s beautiful cock is rock hard, curving at the right angle to rub against Kel’s chest, solid with muscle and covered in a thick thatch of dark hair. My core tightens, and I arch against Ezryn’s hand.
“That’s it,” Ezryn says, slipping a finger inside me. “Keep watching them.”
“Oh fuck, Kel,” says Caspian, who’s grinding his cock into Kel’s pecs like his life depends on it. “You’re trying to make me lose.”
“I would take great pleasure throwing you in that lake myself.” He snatches Cas’s chin and drags him into a passionate kiss.
Cas’s worry about the contest seems to fade, and he wraps his arms around the Winter Prince’s shoulders, melting into him.
Another hand tugs my leg, and I have to wave a thick cloud of steam away from my face before I see a shock of auburn hair.
“Mind if I cut in, Ez?” Farron says from his position, kneeling on the floor.
“Be my guest.” Ezryn removes his finger, then yanks my fluffy white towel off.
Farron’s pupils blow to black. He licks his lips. “You’re so perfect, Rosalina.”
Tilting my chin, I look down at myself. The sheen of sweat covers my body, leaving every curve glistening.
I run my hands along my breasts, feeling Ezryn’s gaze following the movement.
Then I push them together and peer at him from under my lashes, pouting my lips a little.
“They’re so slippery from the heat. Anything could slide right in. ”
If he’s going to torture me, I’ll torture him back.
Ezryn makes a low groan and stands. He rips his towel off, revealing his long, hard cock, prominent veins pumping with blood. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
He fists my hair and draws me in, sliding his cock between my breasts. The movement brings me closer to Farron, whose jaw scratches my inner thigh. “Fare, are you growing a beard?”
“Thought I’d try something new. Why? Like how it feels?”
With that, he rubs his jaw against the sensitive skin of my legs, edging closer to my aching core.
Farron grips his hands on either side of my knees, spreading them a little wider.
His breath is hot against my skin, eyes dark with desire.
I squirm in anticipation, burning everywhere he and Ezryn touch me.
The Spring Prince thrusts between my slick breasts, the velvety head of his cock grazing my collarbone with each stroke.
I push my breasts together, gripping his cock as tight as I can.
“Please, Farron,” I whimper.
He responds by pressing teasing kisses to my trembling inner thighs. “Patience, sweetheart. I want to savor you.”
I let out a frustrated groan that turns into a gasp as he finally, finally drags his tongue along my slit in one languid lick. Sparks of pleasure radiate through my core, and I arch helplessly into his touch. Ezryn accelerates, sliding faster between my breasts, his breaths coming heavier.
Farron laps at me like I’m the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted, swirling his tongue around my clit before driving two fingers into my pussy.
Through the plumes of steam, I glimpse Dayton lounging across from us, his muscular form glistening with sweat.
The thick fog parts enough for me to see him stroking his impressive length with long, unhurried pulls.
His heated gaze meets mine, pupils dilated with lust as he watches Farron pleasure me and Ezryn thrust between my slippery breasts.
“Too afraid to join?” I purr.
An arrogant grin crawls up his face. “I was enjoying the view, but apparently that smart mouth of yours is free.”
Dayton stands, the steam falling off him in thick curls. I’m so hot, mind hazy and skin flushed. Tendrils of mist whirl and dance, caressing my flesh before dissipating. Farron’s fingers thrust deeper, stroking that place inside me that makes my heart leap like a jackrabbit in my chest.
Desperately, I try to blink the sweat out of my eyes to watch Kel and Cas. They’re standing now. Both have lost their towels, and Kel has Cas pressed up against the wall as their powerful bodies grind against each other.
Cas catches my gaze on him. “Want to watch me end this, Princess?”
With that, Cas sinks to his knees. The Winter Prince only chuckles as he grips his massive cock and shoves it into Caspian’s parted lips. “You can try.”
Drool drips down Caspian’s chin as he struggles to take Kel’s length. But he blinks those dark lashes, and I can almost see Kel’s cock in the outline of Cas’s elegant neck.
“Oh my god,” I moan. Did Caspian mean end it for me? Because that’s what’s going to happen watching them.
Dayton saunters over, his impressive erection bobbing with each step. He fists a hand in my hair, tilting my head back to look up at him.
“Open,” he commands, tapping his cock against my lips. I part them obediently, and he slides into my mouth with a low groan.
I moan as Farron curls his fingers just right. The heady scent of sex saturates the steamy air, making me spin with desire.
From the corner of my eye, I watch as Keldarion fucks Caspian’s face with deep, powerful strokes. Cas takes him eagerly, his throat working Kel’s thick length.
Farron’s lips close over my clit, and he sucks hard, sending a jolt of pure ecstasy through my body. I whimper into Dayton’s cock, the vibrations making him curse and tighten his grip in my hair.
“You’re so soft,” Ezryn groans. “Press your sweet, slick breasts harder around my cock, Petal.”
“That’s it. Take it, Rosalina,” Dayton growls. “Take everything we give you.”
I surrender myself to the overwhelming sensations—Farron’s skillful mouth and fingers, Ezryn’s hard length sliding against my sensitive skin, Dayton’s thick cock stretching my lips. The sight of Keldarion dominating Caspian only adds fuel to the fire raging inside me.
Kel grips Cas’s hair, holding him still as he drives into his throat with abandon. With his other hand, he holds on to the roof of the steam room, his body almost too large for this place. Cas moans, the sound muffled by Kel’s thick girth.
Ezryn stumbles away. “Rosalina, I need to stop. You’re too good.”
Dayton follows Ez and steps back for a moment. “Just a little break.”
“Afraid you were going to lose?” I ask, my words dazed with lust.
“Incredibly,” Ezryn says.
Caspian releases Kel’s cock to grin over at Ezryn. “I could help you win this game if you’d like.”
Ezryn crosses his arms over his broad chest. “Will you ever stop?”
“Never.” Caspian keeps eyeing Ez while he takes one of Kel’s balls in his mouth. Keldarion throws back his head and growls.
Ezryn turns away, heat rising to his cheek, and I can’t stop myself from giggling.
Kel, however, steals Cas’s attention. Regaining some sense, he grips Caspian around the throat and drags him to his feet. “You’re such a brat sometimes.”
“Don’t lie. You love it.”
Keldarion kisses him, then mutters against his lips. “Go bother someone else for a while.”
Caspian raises a brow before sauntering over to Farron, who is so engrossed in me, I don’t think he realizes Caspian is there.
Caspian slinks closer. The steam curls around his lithe form, caressing his pale skin and clinging to his taut muscles. His dark eyes glimmer with mischief as he drops to his knees behind the Autumn Prince.
Farron remains oblivious, lost in a haze of lust as he laps and sucks at my dripping core.
His auburn hair falls in damp waves, ends curling from the humidity.
Sweat glistens on his shoulders, running down the sculpted planes of his back.
The scrape of his rough jaw against my thigh is driving me to the edge.
Caspian leans in, hot breath ghosting over Farron’s neck. Teasingly, he drags his tongue up the side of Farron’s throat, tasting the salt of his skin.