by Brenda Trim
“Looks like our celebration is going to have to wait,” Maurelle said as she wrapped her arm around his waist. Already he felt better having her close. No way was he going to let a little wound keep him from being with the love of his life. He’d get the bullet taken out and get something to counter the lead and be good to go. She’d fuss over him and he’d cave and allow her to ride him until they were both spent. Perfect way to end this momentous day.
Chapter 21
“Are you sure we should be doing this right now?” Maurelle asked as she looked up at Ryker’s gorgeous face. His smile was the light in her dark world. Before meeting him she never dared dream the status of Fae would improve. And she sure as hell had never seen herself with a life other than one similar to how she’d grown up.
Now, she saw a different future opening up before her and all Fae. It was hard to believe she was dating the Fae King and he loved her. He wasn’t the only one either. She was kinda with his Guard, too. They did nearly everything together. Classes, meals, studying, recreation, as well as kissy time.
Her cheeks heated and flushed as she thought about the touching and watching they’d all done. She hadn’t done more than that with the others. In fact it had been months since she’d even kissed any of them.
Ryker had been hitting on her and trying to have sex with her from the moment they got back to their dorm. After fleeing the council building, they went straight to Shineah’s shop and had her treat his wound.
The lead took its toll on his body and he hadn’t fully healed until now. Of course, he’d been kissing and groping her all day long. A moan left her as his wandering hands grabbed onto her ass and squeezed.
His lips pressed against her throat. “It’s been too long, Braveheart. I will literally die if I don’t fuck you right now.”
Brokk, Sol and Daine were lounging on the couch with their eyes focused on them. Maurelle wasn’t sure how far she wanted to go with them right now, but she had to admit she loved having their hungry gazes focused on her body. It made her feel sexy and hornier than she could have imagined.
Turning back to Ryker, she licked her lower lip. “You won’t die, Ryk.” Her head fell back, and she wrapped one leg around his waist.
“I will die if I don’t get inside you. Do you feel what you do to me?”
“We’ve all been waiting,” Daine blurted in a husky voice.
“I’m tired of jacking off to images of you naked and writhing in my head,” Brokk added in a similar voice.
Maurelle turned her head and noticed the three of them were rubbing their hands down the fronts of their jeans where she could see the outlines of their hard cocks. Their eyes blazed with their desire for her. She did that to all of these powerful males.
No longer was she the fat loser the kids in her grade school called her. For years she was picked on and put down because she was big, especially for a Fae. It was addicting to have the four hottest guys in the school wanting her.
What was better was having their love. Well, they might not all love her, but Ryker did. He told her so during their battle at the council headquarters. Part of her wondered why he hadn’t said it again while the other part understood he was a male of action rather than words.
His mouth trailed up her neck and to her mouth cutting off the rest of her thoughts. He kissed her passionately. Their tongues tangled and the heat between them went from low burn to raging boil in a heartbeat.
Her hands were scrabbling for his shirt while he devoured her mouth. His hands were on her back under her shirt. She broke away from his mouth to tug at his clothes. “I can see your point,” she admitted. “Naked now.”
“Yes,” Brokk hissed at the same time Ryker did. Ryker’s muscled arms bulged and shifted as he removed the black cotton covering his torso. Maurelle’s gray eyes couldn’t move away from the chest now on display. Her hands lifted and ran up his abdomen.
The sound of cloth hitting the floor followed by zippers echoed behind her. Turning to put her back to Ryker’s chest, she watched as Daine, Sol and Brokk revealed their bodies to her gaze. Their shirts were already gone, and their pants followed suit. They were gorgeous standing in their black boxer briefs.
Ryker’s hands came around her waist and trailed over the skin of her abdomen. Feeling bold, she gripped the hem of her blouse and lifted slowly. When the teal fabric hid her head, she heard three groans and then Ryker’s hands were covering her lace covered breasts, making her add to the sensual sounds in the room.
Her arousal continued to increase and now her body was thrumming while her core throbbed and her clit pulsed with need. Removing the top, she shook her long pink hair out and tossed it to the side.
Brokk lifted his hips and removed bis briefs. She gasped as his erection sprang free. The soft bulbous head was glistening with his arousal, telling her he was just as needy as she was.
Ryker’s fingers went to her pants and undid the button. He slowly lowered the zipper while Sol removed the last of his clothing. He was pushing the fabric down her hips when Daine revealed his thick shaft.
Maurelle stood there in her bra and panties while she watched three naked and very aroused men stroke themselves in front of her. Her wings fluttered as her excitement grew.
Ryker placed his mouth along the top curve of her wings and kissed where they connected with her skin. While driving her crazy, she felt Ryker’s hands go to his waist before she heard him unzip his pants.
His mouth left her as he bent and stepped out of his jeans. His hard cock prodded her back side as his touch returned to her body. His hand trailed down her stomach and his finger ran across the band of her bikinis.
“You like when they stroke their cocks while looking at your sexy body?” Ryker whispered in her ear. She nodded, not even considering lying to him. “Let’s give them something to feed their hunger.”
Maurelle arched into his touch, thrusting her breast into his hand. He squeezed her nipple as his other hand was at work undoing the clasp of her bra. Shaking her shoulders, she grabbed the bra before it hit the floor and tossed it to the couch.
Brokk caught it and brought it to his nose while she pushed her panties down and wiggled against Ryker’s erection when her ass was in the air. When it prodded her backside and slipped between her cheeks she squeaked and stood up.
His dark chuckle and smirk made her weak in the knees. Turning and hitting his chest while she tried to simmer the desire running through her down, she went to her tiptoes and kissed his lips. “Maybe one day you’ll get that lucky,” she murmured against his mouth.
“What about us?” Sol husked from the couch. She could hear his hand moving up and down his shaft along with Daine and Sol.
Glancing over her shoulder, she smiled seductively. “Mmmm. I admit I’m curious.”
Ryker growled behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up. She turned back around and looked into his eyes. She expected to see a possessive heat there. What she didn’t anticipate was the possessive yet welcoming gleam.
He wanted this. They all belonged to him and he wanted to lay claim to them all. Not that she sensed he wanted to fuck the others. It was more like they were his family and he would never let them go.
Her legs wound around his hips, bringing her core in contact with his cock. Her hips moved without thought. Hot lips were on her shoulder while hands caressed her breasts. Ryker had hold of her ass with one hand and was teasing the cleft of her ass with the other.
Maurelle turned her head to see Brokk lift his head from her shoulder. Lost to the lust coursing through her she pressed her mouth to his. He was so different from Ryker but was just as skilled.
Her hips moved rapidly rubbing her wetness all over Ryker’s cock. He groaned in her ear and bit the lobe. Breaking away from Brokk, she met Ryker’s mouth in a hungry kiss.
Ryker reached between their bodies and gripped his shaft then positioned it at her entrance. Daine and Sol were at her sides with Brokk. Leaning back, she gave the
m access to her breasts and kept her gaze on Ryker’s.
“You’re mine, Braveheart. I love you more than anything in this realm,” Ryker professed as he plunged balls deep into her core. Her muscles clenched around his shaft, making her lift her hips.
“I love you, too,” she cried out as she dropped onto his erection. He started moving at a rapid pace, driving into that spot inside that made her wild with pleasure.
“Gods you’re so fucking sexy,” Daine growled and kissed her neck.
Maurelle reached out and wrapped her hand around his arousal then Sol’s at her other side. Brokk got close to her back and pressed his cock between the cheeks of her ass.
Maurelle was surrounded by sensations and pleasure. Doubt began to creep in and she nearly let go of the dicks she was gripping. Ryker shook his head and thrust into her harder.
“It’s okay. Let yourself feel,” he ordered.
Brokk had hold of her hips and her backside rubbed him with every one of Ryker’s hard thrusts. Daine grunted and began moving with her hand. Sol followed suit. Both their shafts thickened in her grip. They were close. She increased her pace.
Ryker’s hand went between them so he could rub her clit. Her tension increased and her muscles clenched. Daine and Sol stiffened in her hold a second before they stopped moving and grunted in unison. Their hot cum hit her sides.
Ryker increased his pace as did Brokk behind her. Holding onto Ryker’s shoulder, she pressed her mouth to his. She kissed him passionately. His finger moved faster as did his cock.
Her wings fluttered but couldn’t move because they were pressed between her body and Brokk. She lifted her head and watched Ryker spread his wings wide as he stilled his movements and called out her name as his hot cum jetted inside her body.
Brokk’s orgasms followed a second later. That was enough to send her over the edge into oblivion. She cried out and arched her back as her muscles spasmed around Ryker’s cock.
When the fireworks in her head stopped exploding, she was gazing into Ryker’s stunning gaze. “That was incredible,” she gushed.
“You continue to amaze me, Braveheart. I love you and will be mating you as soon as this mess is over,” Ryker informed her.
“I love you, too,” Sol whispered as he approached them from where he stood off to the side.
“Me too,” Daine added.
Brokk sighed and gave her a big smile. “You guys stole my thunder. I knew before we were in that dungeon, but that solidified how much I love you.”
The biggest smile widened on her mouth as tears filled her eyes. She’d spent the past two years wondering what she and Ryker were to each other or how he felt. Never in her wildest dreams did she think the other three would fall in love with her. One thought that always entered her mind was that they would be over when their time at the academy ended.
“I see your charm is at work again, Prince Charming. I’ll take that as you asking me to mate you. And, I expect a grand ceremony with a carriage drawn by unicorns,” she replied with a smirk. “As for you three. I have no idea what will happen between all of us, but I love you guys too.”
“You can have anything you want,” Ryker promised her. “I can’t promise much more than that. I have no idea what will happen. We have trials ahead of us, but we are in this together.”
Brokk brought a towel and wiped it over her back and sides as she remained in Ryker’s arms with his cock still deep inside her. “I say we celebrate some more,” Brokk whispered into her ear.
“Hmmm,” she hummed and wiggled in Ryker’s arms while clenching the muscles in her core around his still hard cock. His resulting moan was music to her ears. “I could be persuaded.” A laugh escaped her as Brokk tickled her sides and Ryker nipped at her neck.
It was difficult to allow herself to get too excited about these changes. They still had a year to go at the academy and evil to root out of the realm before they were in a position to move forward. Right now, she was going to bask in the glow of great sex and forget the rest until later. Next year would come soon enough, and at the moment she had four sexy males naked and ready for her.
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EXCERPT FROM Book Title here BOOK #3 Revealing the Fae King
Chapter 22
“Auntie,” Ryker said as he embraced his biological mother’s sister. Maurelle, Brokk, Daine and Sol were right behind him. Unlike last time, his friends were not gaping at the naked Fae all around them. Maurelle was ten shades of pink, yet she held her head high and smiled at his aunt. He admired Maurelle more than anyone.
She continued to surprise him and show him how fierce and strong she was. Nothing stopped her. It was rare to see someone not be intimidated by various situations. Yet, no matter what they faced, Maurelle was right there with them each time.
“We came as soon as we heard about the meeting,” he continued after breaking his embrace. Their final year at Bramble’s Edge Academy started a couple days ago. His anxiety over taking the throne after he finished this year was eating away at his mind and had been for weeks. He needed a plan and fast. Hence the reason he took a chance and came to this meeting.
“I’m so glad you all could make it. Things are a mess right now,” Shiloh replied as she grabbed his arm.
Each time he’d been in his aunt’s brothel soft music played in the background and this was no different. Brokk wrapped his arm around Maurelle’s shoulders and tried to hide how much he was looking around the place. A chuckle left Ryker when he noticed Maurelle elbow Brokk before she tossed a knowing smirk his way.
“Just think about Maurelle’s perfect body and you won’t be tempted to ogle the females,” Daine told Brokk.
Sol laughed with Ryker who pulled Maurelle who was now red faced and scowling. Shiloh was watching them with a huge smile on her face. She was just as amused as the rest of them.
“You guys have picked a gorgeous female. It’s okay, Maurelle. I’m jealous of your beauty and curves. You’re exotic and genuine. The combination would make you very popular here at Sinful Delights. If you weren’t already taken, I would beg you to come work for me at the end of this year.”
Maurelle’s mouth fell open. A growl left Ryker and Daine and Sol closed the distance, so they stood right behind them. “I’m okay with sharing my mate with these three, but no one else. Your clients will not be sampling our Maurelle.”
Maurelle ran her hand up and down his chest, making his growls stop. He looked down into her adoring face. “We’re going to have to work on your diplomacy, Prince Charming. I’m yours, just like you’re mine,” she assured him.
“We’re yours too, Elle,” Brokk added.
The couples on the velvet green and purple sofas were lost in their own activities, but the one on the red sofa seemed to be listening to their every word. Ryker had no idea who they were but decided he didn’t like the attention he’d already brought to Maurelle.
“Where is this meeting?” Ryker asked his aunt.
Shiloh lifted a hand and one of her workers flew down from the landing above. The slender female had a see-through red dress on and nothing underneath. Ryker made a point not to watch her fly from above or he would see more than he cared to. Plus, he didn’t want Maurelle to think he was attracted to the other female.
She landed in front of him and he couldn’t miss the nipples poking at the gauzy fabric covering her breasts. The sight made him want to take Maurelle to a private room to explore her body with his tongue. Too fucking bad now wasn’t a good time to do that.
Shiloh leaned toward the worker with long red hair and bright blue wings then whispered something in her ear. The female nodded and walked away, disappearing through some red velvet drapes.
“Would any of you like something to drink before we head to the meeting?” Shiloh asked their group.
“Wine would be great, thank you,” Maurelle replied.
“Ale,” Ryker interjected. He wasn’t surprised when his Guard asked for the same.
Shiloh lifted her hand
and another scantily clad female hurried to her side. “Bring wine and ale along with glasses to the Aurora room, please.”
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll be right down with them.” The female lifted into the air and flew to the bar. Soon Fae would fly everywhere. He was in his third and final year at the academy and soon he would take the throne. He had many changes in mind once he claimed his rightful place in the realm.
The force field over the school came to mind. Would he remove the shield that fried his wings when he tried to escape the collectors? His gut reaction was to say hell yes, but he needed to pause and ask what was good for the future of the institution. He needed a committee to inform him what would help safely contain the students once Fae returned to power. It wasn’t as cut and dry as he once believed.
Shiloh lead the way down the hall. To his surprise she entered her office. The familiar fringe pillows and velvet couch greeted him offering a respite from the crazy his life had become.
Shiloh walked around her desk and headed to the bookcase. She paused next to a large tome with a black leather cover. Her finger moved gracefully over the spine. It was until gold light flashed that he realized she’d drawn a rune on the book.
A thud followed by stone scraping across stone echoed in the room. The shelves moved aside to reveal a staircase.
Maurelle grabbed his hand and held tight. He squeezed her fingers hoping to reassure her that they were safe with his aunt. “Where does that go?” His mate blurted. The wobble in her voice told him how nervous she was. Not that he blamed her. She’d been tormented enough for ten lifetimes already.
“It’s a secret passage,” she explained. “The rebellion meets in a room I have in my basement.”