“Don’t kink shame, care bear. It’s rude.”
My bear huffed crossly. “We don’t have time for this,” he pointed out, but from the way a prominent erection tented his pants, he was on board with where this was going.
“Maverick’s right.” I decided it was my duty to be the voice of reason here. “We need to be ready to leave.”
“We have time, pet,” Zane assured me. “Between me and the vamp, you’ll be more than satisfied.”
My bear growled, unhappy about being excluded.
“Raven’s my mate too.”
Rasmus blinked me away from them both, and I ended up on the bed, naked.
“What the…?”
“I’ll magic you up a new outfit before we leave,mea amica.”With a flick of his fingers, his clothes vanished, along with Zane’s and Maverick’s. All three of them crowded around the bed, gazing at me with heated, hungry gazes.
I didn’t know where to look. Not even the knowledge that a creepy fae asshole lurked in the next room was enough to quench the burning in my core. My thighs clenched with need before Zane pulled them apart, revealing exactly how wet and ready I was.
“Which vein do you want?” he asked Rasmus.
“You need to be careful; she’s still weak from the curse!” I loved that Maverick always put my needs first, no matter what. But he didn’t need to. Thanks to Adam, I’d made a full recovery.
“I won’t take much, my queen,” Rasmus assured me. “Just a small mouthful.”
I waited for him to slide up the bed and latch onto my neck, but instead, he moved between my thighs and a hot tongue licked a stripe down my center. My back arched as he lapped and sucked, pushing me close to the edge in seconds.
I gasped as sharp fangs grazed my inner thigh, and then a sharp pain followed by the most intense pleasure hit me hard. Soft cries fell from my lips, and my magic exploded out from my chest.
A hot mouth suckled at my breast, prolonging my orgasm as Rasmus took his fill from the pulsing vein at the top of my thigh.
“Such a good little pet for us,” Zane praised me when Rasmus pulled away and sealed his bite mark. “Now show your bear how well you can suck his cock.”
A hand tilted my head to the left, and Maverick pressed his swollen crown against my lips. I opened as wide as I could, and he slid in. Hot, salty flavor burst onto my tongue, and I moaned in delight.
A cock pressed inside me, this one cool and big enough to make me wince. No metal, though, so not Zane.
“Good girl,” Zane crooned. He caressed my breasts and purred encouragement as my two other mates fucked me.
My males switched places, having figured out the whole sharing issue. Another orgasm, more murmured words of praise and love.
Magical fire and shadows swirled overhead, but I didn’t care. If I burned the place down, I’d blame Farris the Fucking Fae.
The Autumn Court could pick up the tab. They’d have third-party liability insurance, right?
If not, it was Farris’s problem. It would serve him right for scamming me with a fae bargain.
Zane stuttered inside me as my bear groaned. They both climaxed as I detonated once again. I was dimly aware of Rasmus coming over my breasts before Maverick unleashed a volley of curses.
He shot across the room and sank into a chair. From the sudden awkward silence in place of affectionate pillow talk, I guessed my males were having a mental conversation that excluded me.
Had I done something wrong?
I sat up in a panic, all the happy hormones from my multiple orgasms obliterated. Goddess, were my mates disappointed in me? Had I not met their expectations?
“They’re panicking about the idea of bloodsucking bear cubs with psychotic tendencies, which might be a problem in a few months’ time.”
What on earth was Kenji on about?
