Then he stopped and leaned back, stroking her hair back behind her ear as he stared down at her. “You are exquisite, Lila, so responsive and delicious to pleasure.”
Her cheeks heated and she ran her tongue over her mouth. “I want…to touch you as well.”
Even now, she could feel his cock grazing against her shoulder. What would he taste like? Feel like in her mouth? She’d never pleased a man in such a way. If she turned her head just so…
Jason gave an amused soft laugh. “Wait, Lila. You will have enough to focus on in just a moment.”
“Yes, little one, you shall.” Pierce’s smile was almost wolfish as he stood by the bed and stroked his cock.
Delilah stared at his erection and her pulse slowed then sped right back up. She’d only seen two men’s members in a full state of arousal. Pierce and Jason’s. Where Pierce was long and quite thick, Jason was a bit longer, but not quite as wide in girth.
And yet still she wasn’t sure either would fit comfortably inside. She knew she could stretch to fit him, but surely something so big had to hurt…
“The worry is plain on your face,” Pierce murmured compassionately and moved onto the bed. “I will try not to hurt you, Delilah.”
Hurt. For the first time, she had a moment to think about the actual step she was about to take. Her heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves. Yes. She had many times overheard that there would be pain for a woman’s first time. Being royalty would hardly exempt her from that.
Pierce pushed her thighs wider so he could kneel between them. She watched him grip his cock, running his hand from the bottom to the top of his shaft as he watched her. He gripped it so firmly, stroked it so hard. Did it not hurt him?
“Give me your hands, Lila.” Jason reached down and pulled her wrists above her head, squeezing them reassuringly.
Pierce reached between their bodies, and parted her labia with his fingers. “You’re so beautiful. This joining will be as well.”
He leaned down further and brushed his mouth across hers. Once. Twice. Until her lips parted and she sought the warm invasion of his tongue. He plundered her mouth. Stoking the fire that already burned so hotly within her.
When he lifted his head, they were both struggling to breathe.
“Now,” he whispered. “I can wait no longer.”
He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock and she drew in a startled breath.
“Relax,” Jason murmured from above her, rubbing his thumb across her palm.
She couldn’t even reply, nor look up at him, but only focus on the exquisite sensation of Pierce easing himself inside her. The plump head of his penis pushed past her folds, dipping just lightly into where she knew she was wet.
Pierce’s expression tightened and he lifted his gaze to look at her.
“Delilah…I want to go slow,” he choked. “But I can’t promise I’ll succeed.”
She lifted her hips, bringing him inside her just a tiny bit more. “Please. I don’t want you to go slow.”
He groaned and slid a bit deeper into her.
Pleasure swept through her as his cock began to stretch her. She felt her nipples tighten. More. She needed more. She watched where their bodies joined, saw there was still quite a bit of length left that he had to press inside her.
She licked her lips. “Are you sure the entire thing will fit inside?”
“Delilah.” Pierce gave a hoarse groan. “You undo me.”
Before she could decipher his meaning, his hips slammed into hers and his cock impaled straight to her core.
Chapter Seven
Delilah screamed in shock, pain replacing all the pleasure that had once been there. She tugged at Jason’s grip on her hands, only wanting to push Pierce off her. But Jason refused to let her go, holding her still and whispering soothing words that she could not register.
She gasped in air, remaining perfectly still in hopes that the sharp sting would fade. She was vaguely aware that Pierce had also gone still inside her. His expression was pinched, as if he too were in pain. Panic now mingled with the tenderness. What if she had somehow injured him?
“Have I hurt you, Your Highness?” she managed to ask, her voice barely audible.
“No, little one.” His lips curved into a tight smile as he let out a shuddering breath.
“Then do I not…please you?”
His expression grew even more strained and he closed his eyes. “You please me, Delilah. Quite well.”
He continued to brace himself above her with one arm, yet brought a hand between them to rub her swollen clit.
“Now let me be the one to please you, little one.”
The pain inside her slowly eased into discomfort. And then soon in its place came the slow build of pleasure again. While he continued the slow rub of her clit, her body began to relax around his girth.
“How is that?” he asked.
“Better.” She gasped when he pinched her nub lightly. “Oh, so much better.”
Slowly, Pierce began to withdraw from her and she cried out in protest, afraid he would leave her now.
He laughed softly and pulled out further. When she thought he was about to abandon her body completely, he plunged right back to her deepest core.
He set the rhythm, repeating the process. Going so deep, then pulling almost all the way out, before burying to the hilt again.
“How does she feel?” Jason’s hoarse question came from above her head and she looked up at him.
His expression was tight, full of longing and desire as he watched the other prince fuck her.
“So goddamn tight. Hot and wet.”
Delilah looked back at Pierce and pulled at her hands again. No longer wanting to push him off her, but only to grab those large, muscled arms that were in her line of vision.
This time Jason released her and she immediately reached out to grip Pierce’s solid biceps. They rippled against her fingers, each time he moved inside her, his arms flexed.
“Ride the sensation, Lila,” Jason murmured and moved to cup her breasts, squeezing them and thumbing the hard peaks.
The pleasure inside her quickened. Spiraling higher as she tried to match the rhythm Pierce had set. Each thrust of his body moved hers on the bed. The pillow beneath her ass seemed to lift her just right for him to penetrate her.
“I’m so close,” Pierce rasped. “God, Delilah.”
Pierce pressed his body hard against hers. Hitting the spot just right so that it sent her hurling over the edge of pleasure. Her body trembled as she dug her nails into his arms.
She was dimly aware of Pierce’s groan and then he stilled, spilling warmth inside her body. He fell forward on top of her, nuzzling her breast, which Jason also continued to stroke.
Her heart pounded and her head still spun with pleasure. And still, she felt close to another climax, which seemed impossible. When Pierce began to pull out from her, his weight lifting, she reached to hold him within her.
“Please, don’t leave,” she begged.
Pierce gave a soft laugh and lowered his head, capturing her mouth in a lingering kiss. When he lifted his lips, her eyes drifted closed again.
“Jason will kill me if I don’t give him his turn, little one.”
His turn? Her eyes snapped back open as Pierce lifted from her body. Her head hit the mattress as Jason slid out from behind her and she watched in amazement as the two men switched places. Pierce now lay at her side, drawing one of her nipples into his mouth, while Jason took residence between her thighs.
He looked down at her with a mix of hunger and possessiveness while he stroked his long erection.
Pleasure bubbled inside her again and she whimpered. Surely she would not survive this night.
Jason was fairly certain his cock might explode all over Delilah’s pretty white belly in a matter of seconds. It had been nearly impossible to watch Pierce fuck her and not want to spill himself in her mouth.
And she’d offered. God, he’d been too tempted to let h
er turn her head and then plunge himself into her sweet mouth.
He ground his teeth together and settled himself between the softness of her thighs. Her body was still pliant and warm from her thorough fucking by Pierce.
Wanting a deeper fit inside her, Jason drew his hands down her smooth legs and lifted them, placing them high on his shoulders.
Her eyes widened in alarm and her hands—which had been stroking through Pierce’s hair as he sucked on her tits—stilled.
“Can we do this?” she whispered. “Will it not hurt?”
“Trust me, Delilah,” he muttered and then turned his attention back to his cock.
Lining his shaft up with the swollen folds of her cunt, he slid slowly into her hot, wet sheath. The air rushed from between clenched teeth and he closed his eyes.
“Oh,” she cried out with obvious pleasure and her body clenched around him.
Pierce had not been exaggerating about how tight she was. Christ, he hadn’t been with anyone this tight since he’d tumbled with a maiden two falls past. And even she may not have had the fist-gripping tightness that Delilah’s sweet pussy offered.
He opened his eyes again, found her watching him, Her narrowed eyes had a look of drugged pleasure about them. Her pink mouth parted.
How could she have ever doubted that she belonged to them? That she was destined to be their mate? This was right in every manner.
With a strangled groan, he buried himself to her womb. God, she felt so good. Those muscles inside her squeezing him until his eyes nearly crossed.
He watched as Pierce lowered his mouth to kiss her, pinching her nipple as their tongues sparred.
The heat low in his groin expanded at the sight of the intimate moment between the two people he loved most on this planet.
And soon, tomorrow even, the three of them would unite as one in this bed. An image flickered in his head of them joined in triad. Pierce on the bottom, Delilah in the middle, and him on top. The idea of being the first to take her ass sent a rush of possessiveness through him.
He pounded harder into her pussy, going deeper and stroking the soft, silken walls of her channel.
Pierce lifted his head just then and glanced down at where Jason’s cock slid in and out of her. With a knowing smile, Pierce reached down and touched Jason’s cock, shimmering with Delilah’s juices.
Pierce’s sudden touch made Jason’s control slip and he groaned and slammed his hips forward, burying himself deeper.
Pierce smiled and slid his finger down to locate Delilah’s clit. She whimpered and her muscles clenched around Jason’s dick.
“Come for us, little one,” Pierce ordered, leaning down to bite her nipple again. His finger moved faster on her swollen nub. “Let yourself fly.”
“Jason,” she gasped. “Pierce. Please. Yes.”
“Yes,” Jason repeated, gripping her ankles as he pounded into her, harder and faster. “Yes, Delilah.”
“Yes,” Pierce murmured, pinching her clit and then taking her mouth in a hard kiss that she eagerly returned.
Delilah cried out and Jason felt more hot cream coat his dick. His sac tightened with the impending climax. Her body arched in orgasm, her hands gripping the comforter on the bed.
Jason plunged to the hilt, let out a groan that could’ve shaken the walls of the cabin, and surrendered to the release that ripped through him.
He emptied his seed into her, again and again. Until his mind was fuzzy and the pressure in his cock eased. Lowering Delilah’s legs back to the bed, he watched as, a moment later, she sighed and rolled to face Pierce, who stroked her cheek.
Jason climbed off the bed, his legs nearly shaking as he went to blow out the candles. The intensity of what had just happened robbing him of the ability to even converse. No one seemed ready to.
The physical and emotional drain had caught up with all of them. He blew out the last candle and returned to the bed, crawling on the other side of Delilah.
He pressed himself close behind her and she snuggled back against him. A moment later he felt Pierce’s arm cross Delilah and find his hip.
He drew in a deep breath and waited for his heart return to normal. Never had he felt such peace than at this moment. Such a feeling of completeness.
Above Delilah’s head, he met Pierce’s gaze in the moonlit room and knew his friend shared similar thoughts.
Jason gave a slight smile and dropped a kiss on Delilah’s head. She sighed and tucked a hand beneath her cheek, likely already half asleep.
Pierce gave him a quick wink before closing his eyes. It didn’t take long for Jason to drift off into a light slumber as well.
Jason stirred, waking slowly. He opened his eyes to see the smooth, pale skin of Delilah’s shoulder. Her back lifted and fell in her deep slumber.
His gaze darted beyond her, to where the bed lay empty. Brows drawing together, Jason sat up, glancing around. Where had Pierce gone off to?
“Mmm.” Delilah stirred and then rolled over, so she faced him. One pink-tipped breast slipped up above the sheet and his mouth watered to taste it.
He leaned forward, kissing the pert tip and then drawing it into his mouth to suckle.
She moaned softly and the nipple tightened against his tongue. He released it with a pop, knowing he shouldn’t get too involved with touching her until Pierce returned to bed.
It only took a moment before Delilah’s eyelids fluttered open. Disorientation lingered in her gray eyes before they suddenly widened and her mouth parted. She glanced down at her breast and seemed to realize that her nipple was tight and shiny with the moisture from his mouth. Her cheeks pinked.
Amusement swirled in his belly. She was also likely remembering everything that had happened the night before. How would she react? He could only hope it would be without regret.
The color in her cheeks deepened before those long lashes swept down to hide her gaze.
“How are you this morning?” he asked and reached out to twirl a curl around his finger.
“Fine.”
He arched an eyebrow and teased, “Just fine? You must at least be sore, Lila.”
Her lashes lifted to show flashing eyes. “It’s crude too discuss such personal things.”
“Crude?” His chest bounced with laughter. “Delilah, you are our mate. We should surely be able to discuss such things with you.”
Her chin lifted. “Yes, well, you gave me little choice on that mate part, didn’t you?”
Jason stared at her, puzzled by this sudden flare up of resentment. Had they not moved past this? Would she again fight this triad mating every step of the way?
“Would you change things if you could?” he asked, wanting to hear her admit that she regretted last night.
Something vulnerable flashed in her eyes, before she rolled away from him, giving him her back again.
Jason shook his head and climbed out of the bed, frustrated by Delilah’s emotional step backwards in their relationship.
“Where is Pierce?” she asked suddenly.
Good question. “I’m not sure.”
A chill ran through him and he brushed it off. Winter was early in its descent upon them. They would need to build a fire later, unless Pierce had already built one this morning.
He padded quietly into the other room, his brows drawing together to see it still dark and unheated. Moving to the window, he pulled back a drape to look outside.
A layer of frost now coated the ground and the world outside seemed eerily still.
“He is not in the cabin?”
Jason dropped the drape, turning. He had not heard her pad out of the bedroom, so soft were her steps. She’d wrapped the sheet around her body, yet still her body shivered.
“No. He’s not.”
Delilah bit her lip, glancing around, her brows furrowed.
Something wasn’t right. Jason’s unease increased as he strode to the door.
“Stay inside, Lila, no matter what happens.”
She rushed after
him. “Jason? What’s going on? Where are you going?”
He turned when she would have followed him outside, panic sparking inside him as he caught her wrist. “Please. Do not come outside. I fear something is wrong.”
Fear flickered in her eyes. “What? Jason, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t know.” He soothed the back of her wrist and fought to keep his voice calm. “But I will go investigate. Just to be safe, promise me you’ll wait here.”
Delilah’s anxious gaze searched his, before she whispered. “I promise I’ll wait here.”
“Thank you,” he murmured with relief and touched her cheek lightly.
With the feeling that he’d already lost too much time, he turned and stepped outside the door to the cabin, then shut it firmly behind him.
The ground crunched beneath his feet as he hurried across the land toward the forest. His gaze swept around the perimeter of the cabin. Nothing.
Knowing he would do better using his senses in his shifter form, he quickly transitioned and moved across the land. Using his sense of smell to try to get a trace on Pierce, he picked up something and followed the thread.
He’d been running for not even a few minutes when he saw it. The slumped figure beneath a tree, just a few feet ahead.
His chest tightened, the beating of his heart nearly stopped. Shifting back to human, he took the last few steps toward his mate.
Pierce lay curled in fetal position, his body still and his skin ashen. Bruises were scattered across his body and dried blood crusted over cuts too many to count. His eyes were closed, his mouth drawn tight in an expression of pain.
Jason fell swiftly to his knees next to him, his head spinning and tears burning behind his eyes. No. God, please no!
Reaching out, he touched a hand gently to the other man’s forehead. Cold. So cold. A sob locked in his throat, anguish burning in his stomach.
Pierce’s eyelids flicked open, just barely, and Jason went weak with relief.
He grasped the other prince’s hand and choked out, “Pierce? What happened?”
Pain made Pierce’s gaze glassy. His mouth opened to reply, but it took a few attempts before any sound came forth. Jason had to put his ear close to his lips to hear him.
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