He thrusts again, deep and punishing, and I scream. Not in pain. In pure, overwhelming ecstasy.
Their bodies press in from all angles, hot and solid and relentless. Farron below me, Kel braced above me, legs on either side of my hips, and Caspian behind him, sharing my pussy with Farron. I’m nothing but sensation—lips parted, skin flushed, tears slipping down my cheeks from the intensity of it all.
Ezryn still watches from the foot of the bed, eyes like storms ready to break.
“You next, Ez,” Dayton says, voice rough. “Let her choke on that bloom budding in your pants.”
Kel growls possessively, stilling inside me. “You’re going to come for us all, Rose.”
And stars help me?—
I will.
Kel thrusts into me again, deep and brutal, and the sound that tears from my throat isn’t even human. Caspian groans behind me, gripping Kel’s waist like a lifeline, while Farron moans beneath me, bucking his hips as he tries to keep pace.
Everywhere I look, every inch of my body is being touched, filled, claimed.
And then Ezryn moves, finally throwing off his pants.
Silent and sure, the Spring Prince kneels on the top of the bed by my head, his cock thick and flushed, already slick. His eyes meet mine, and he cups my jaw, tilting my face toward him.
“You’re still sure?” he asks, voice low and steady.
I nod, unable to form words.
He leans forward, pressing a kiss to my forehead, and guides himself to my mouth.
And I take him.
Slowly at first—lips wrapping around him, tongue swirling along the tip. He groans, fingers tightening in my hair.
“You look like a queen,” he whispers. “With all of us inside you. Taking everything. Giving everything.”
I moan, and the vibration draws a sharp curse from his lips.
Behind me, Kel’s rhythm deepens, his massive body pressing flush against mine as he drives in harder, his breath hot against the back of my neck.
“Fuck, Rose. So good, so perfect,” he grits out, his thrusts growing more ragged.
Caspian groans with each stroke, grinding against me “She’s going to ruin us.”
“She already has,” Farron breathes beneath me, placing kisses over my breasts.
My vision swims. My body trembles. But I’ve never felt more powerful.
I am a star being pulled into orbit, burning, breaking, becoming something new.
And then Dayton… My Day.
He’s watching me from the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on my lips sucking Ezryn’s cock. His skin is flushed, his mouth parted in awe.
I let the briars fall away and reach out my hand. He rolls closer.
Even with my arms shaking, I curl my fingers around his length. He lets out a strangled sound and thrusts into my palm, his head falling back, golden curls damp with sweat.
“Fuck, Rosie,” he breathes.
I take Ezryn deeper, stroke Dayton harder, and feel Kel tremble behind me.
