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My heavy breasts bounced up and down as Rowan pushed me to ride his cock. I moaned against his lips, starting to feed.

Barbie sat in a corner, smiling and thinking about diamonds while taking the potent sexual energy Rowan and I created into herself without doing any of the hard work.

“Like me fucking you, little monster?” Rowan broke our kiss and growled. Lust twisted his handsome face. “Missed my cock, didn’t you?”

Tell him yes! Barbie turned to us. And ride him faster, Sy! He likes you wild. Try a different angle. Make him more excited and get him to come asap. We need to harvest more juice.

Shut up! I spat at her.

I didn’t want my lover to come so fast. No woman liked a man with a reputation as a three-second wonder.

“I want your cock all the time, my sugar Rowan,” I offered. “After you make me come hard thrice, I’ll give you a blowjob.”

“You will, my little monster?” he asked, thrusting into my molten core vehemently.

I smirked at him and lied easily. “I’m the queen of blowjobs.”

Barbie rolled her eyes. That’s a terrible title.

Rowan hissed, “You’ll give no one blowjobs but me!”

“Possessive, aren’t you, sugar?” I purred.

“You’re my woman,” he said.

Barbie peeked out. Good, he’s hooked!

I met his brutal thrusts beat by beat. We fucked like two beasts.

Underhill has a place for you, Barbie said. I don’t want anyone to see you two fuck without shame. We talked about safe sex, remember?

Safe sex means condoms. I corrected her. Supernaturals don’t catch STDs, except for witches. You should worry about your friend Bea.

“Let’s go inside Underhill, princeling,” I said.

“Like last time?” he asked.

“Like last time, sugar.”

“Underhill likes you too.”

He didn’t know it was because of Barbie’s connection. The wild magic loved her. Underhill had been lonely for so long, and finally, it had met another pure magical being.

To my delight, Rowan delivered three more long thrusts before he carried me into the forest, putting a shield around me, and our bodies remained locked together.

In front of us, at its inner border, Underhill had erected a small cabin, with vines and flowers draped over the wooden walls.

My eyes widened before my face stretched into an appreciative smile. Underhill had made us a lovers’ lodge.

More like a whorehouse, Barbie barked. So don’t get too comfortable. When it’s time to go, you’ll need to leave.

I grinned wider. You whore me out for diamonds now, don’t you, little pimp?

I was only glad that Rowan couldn’t hear the internal chats between Barbie and me. He’d freak out even more if he knew Barbie and I cohabited, like two peas in a pod.

Rowan let out a whistle as he saw a flower bed well-placed in the middle of the cabin under a mirrored ceiling so we could watch ourselves while we fucked.

“Thanks,” the fae prince said to Underhill, and kicked the door shut.

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