While you lead them as the king, I whispered back to him.
He smiled against my neck. Yes, little queen.
I understood then that he’d worked this all out with my mates, his dominance coming out to play in the way he knew best. While allowing us all to flourish under his command, to indulge and enjoy.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sol pulled away, allowing Vox to take his place.
Titus remained between my thighs, his tongue bringing me ever closer to the edge of oblivion as he teased my wetness with his fingers.
“Do you remember what happened the last time we were in this room?” Cyrus hummed against my ear.
I arched back against him, Titus’s mouth doing something that sent a violent tremble up and down my spine. Vox continued to kiss me, making a verbal response impossible, so I answered in my mind with a hissed, Yes.
“Do you want to experience it again, little queen?” he asked softly, his arm tightening around me while his other hand drifted from my hip to slide between us, down to my ass. “Do you want all of us to fuck you, Claire? To take you to new heights? Together?”
I swallowed, my lips leaving Vox as I panted at the picture Cyrus created. “That’s impossible to do,” I breathed, considering how many of them there were. I only had so many, uh, options.
My water mate chuckled, his breath warm against my neck. “We’ll have to take turns.” He nipped my earlobe. “But only if you want to, Claire.”
Titus tilted his head back, his forest-green gaze glazed over with lust, his lips damp from my core. My limbs tightened at the image, my lower belly curling painfully with the need for release.
“I want you all,” I said, my voice hoarse with desire. “However you want. Wherever you want. Just, now. Right now.”
Cyrus chuckled. “You heard our queen. She wants us all. Let’s take her.”
Sol and Vox began unbuttoning their shirts.
Titus went the easy route of burning his to ash, his cock bouncing against my lower belly as he stood before me. His mouth found mine, his abs pressing into Cyrus’s arm.
“Hold her,” my water mate demanded.
Titus wrapped his arm around my lower back as Cyrus disappeared, his opposite hand going to the back of my neck. Mmm, he tasted like me and fire combined, his mouth a heated ember I longed to lose myself in. And so I did, kissing him back with everything I owned, until something cool and damp slid between my ass cheeks.
“Shh.” Cyrus pressed a kiss to the top of my spine. “Just helping you prepare for your mates.”
I jolted as he slid a finger inside me back there, my body going directly into the wall of muscle that was all Titus.
And I forgot the world again.
My lips finding his in a passionate embrace underlined in an inferno I felt building throughout my entire body.
Hands began to caress me.
Mouths and tongues tasted my skin.
Vox and Sol, my elements recognized.
I moaned, the sound swallowed by Titus as he and the others guided me toward the bed.
Except for Exos. He remained as poised as always, still in his suit, waiting. The heat in his gaze resembled a brand as I crawled onto the mattress, that tumbler grazing his lips while he took yet another sip. Cyrus stepped into my view, his tie unknotted, his jacket gone, but he remained almost as clothed as his brother.
“Titus is going to fuck you, little queen. Sol wants your mouth. And Vox is going to slide behind you. Do you think you can handle that?” His words stirred a maelstrom inside me.
Three men?
At once?