“I want all of you,” I say, louder now. “At once.”
Kel groans behind me, already leaning forward over Cas, his teeth at the back of my neck.
“I’ve been good. Haven’t I?”
“You’re always perfect,” Ezryn says, voice like velvet.
“So let us worship you properly,” Farron adds.
And just like that, the storm breaks.
“Let’s start,” Keldarion says. He reaches around Caspian and grips my waist, pulling me so I’m cradled between him and Cas. Ezryn moves to the end of the bed. He parts my thighs, his hand warm and deliberate as it glides up my leg.
“You helped Cas,” Ezryn murmurs, stroking slow circles against me. “But now it’s our turn to help you.”
Dayton moves closer and mouths at my breast, tongue swirling over the fabric, teasing over a nipple. Caspian presses kisses along my shoulder. And Ezryn, controlled and precise, slides his hand under my dress and pushes two fingers inside me.
My head falls back against Kel’s chest with a moan, body arching as the pleasure rolls through me. “Please?—”
“Shush,” Kel says in my ear. “Take it, Rose. You asked for everything. Let us give it.”
Ezryn’s mouth finds my inner thigh, kissing beside where his fingers work me open. He looks up at me through thick lashes, his lips so close, his breath like wind through the trees. The stubble of his cheek rubs against my sensitive skin.
“She’s shaking,” Farron breathes. “Such a good girl.”
Dayton lowers himself between my legs and replaces Ezryn’s fingers with his tongue. Damn, it feels so wonderful. I’ve been so turned on all morning, watching how roughly Kel took Cas, Dayton coming in Farron’s mouth, and Ezryn’s teasing touch all over my body.
The world explodes in sensation, Dayton’s tongue, Ezryn’s hands, Caspian’s mouth at my neck, Farron whispering praisesagainst my skin, and Kel holding me together like I’ll break if he lets go.
I cry out, the pleasure ripping through me like lightning, my thighs trembling, my hips bucking. And still, when it’s over, when I’m panting and limp, blinking through the aftershocks, I know it’s only begun.
Because now their eyes are all on me again.
Waiting.
And I want more.
They descend upon me, hands roaming, lips brushing, bodies crowding close.
Dayton runs his fingers along the hem of my nightdress. The fabric clings to my skin, damp with sweat and pleasure, thin enough that every peak and curve is visible.
“She’s still clothed?” Caspian teases. “What an oversight.”
“An offense, really,” Farron agrees, sliding his hands up my calves with reverence. “We should be punished.”
Kel hums low, his hand stroking over my hip. “Take it off her.”
Dayton lifts the nightdress. He grazes my thighs, my stomach, my ribs, and I shiver as the fabric peels away inch by inch.
Caspian helps from behind, pulling it up over my arms as Farron presses soft kisses along the path it reveals. When the dress slips over my head, they all pause.
Staring.
Their gazes roam over every inch of me, bared, glowing in the morning light filtering between the curtain and through the cherry blossom tree. Petals drift through the air, catching in my hair, and I feel like something out of a myth. A goddess unwrapped.
Dayton leans over Cas and Farron to press a kiss between my breasts. “So damn beautiful.”
Farron trails his tongue along my side, teeth grazing my ribs. “Can we taste all of her now?”
