Page 149 of Merciless Is My Crown

That’s when I realized we weren’t alone.

“You said you’d wait, you fucking liar.” Raziel was already stripping as he walked from the now-closed door, his eyes filled with banked fire, Zorander right behind him.

Tavion ambled over to the nearest chair, dragged it closer, and got comfortable, legs spread, his cock already hardening again as I scooted into the center of the mattress.

Raz got to me first, a storm waiting to be unleashed, Zorander second, and then I was trapped between them, mouths and tongues tasting as they turned my face one way then the other, kissing me like they couldn’t get enough.

I could still taste Tavion on my lips, the city dust on their lips, the faint salt of sweat and greedy want as we chased each other’s mouths, fingers pinching and tugging, my hand wrapped around Zor’s cock as I stroked him from root to tip, drinking down his groans like fine wine.

I turned into soft, pliable clay when Zor pressed me down to the bed, guided his cock into me, and slammed home, deep and sure. His body churned over me, all power and restrained violence as he thrust and withdrew, his eyes gleaming when he stroked my hair away from my face, a hint of desperation in his expression.

“I need to see your eyes. I need to see my princess. Let me see you.”

I poured everything into my gaze, put it all there for him to see, for him to drown in, and still he looked lost. Adrift.

I laced my fingers together behind his neck, pulled him closer, and brushed my lips against his, trying to taste what was wrong. “I’m right here, Zor. Right here. Everything is alright.” I kissed him again and finally he responded, the tension in his body releasing in one long, shuddering breath.

“You and me, Zor. Together. Always.” I dragged my fingers down his now-slippery back, churning faster and faster, everything sliding away except this heat spiraling between us, Zorander’s half-closed eyes hazy with desire when he slammed into me, groaning as he drove his cock in deeper and deeper.

Something cool wrapped around my ankles, fingers-that-weren’t-fingers like…Raziel chuckled from somewhere to my right, a laugh filled with dark promises and lust.

“Let me hold her in place for you, Zor. Make sure she doesn’t go anywhere.”

“Fuck.” Zor’s voice turned raspy as my legs were drawn further apart, as he angled his hips to spear me deeper. “Fuck, that’s hot.” He grunted.

Shadows.

Those were Raz’s shadows around my ankles, and that’s when everything stopped, my body freezing for one delicious second before the inevitable crash, muscles tensed in preparation for the plummet that would wipe me clean. I smiled up at Zorander, and in that same second, his eyes cleared. “I love you so much. Come over the edge with me.”

We fell together, bodies working together to reach that soaring summit, and he erupted with my name on his lips.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a new Zor. Dazed beneath his hooded eyes, a sweet, sated smile on his beautiful face, all these past weeks fell away leaving him looking younger. Softer. “I love you, too, my queen.”

The words ricocheted through me, his kiss still on my cheek when he pulled out with a regretful smile. Raz’s shadows didn’t leave. They tightened, dragging my hands up over my head and my legs further apart, the cool air hitting my wet pussy.

“Gods. Just look at you,” Tavion rumbled from his chair, a muscle working in his clenched jaw, one hand working his dusky red cock as his eyes devoured me from afar. “So fucking beautiful, I can’t take my eyes off you.”

Then Raz loomed above me, dark hair dusting his shoulders. His shadows were everywhere, binding my ankles, my wrists, ghosting across my skin, teasing my already humming body with soft stirs of movement.

“Is this okay?” He cocked an eyebrow but that was worry in his eyes. “I…I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time. But tell me if you aren’t comfortable, and I will stop.”

I tested the shadow-bonds, little more than wisps of air, but…they held strong, as if his powerful hands were holding me down. Goosebumps exploded all over me, my nipples tightening.

“Do you like being held down, Anaria?” Raziel’s voice was soft, silky in a way it wasn’t usually, as if he was searching for a secret he very much wanted an answer to.

“Yes. I think I do.”

The shadows pinned me more firmly, pressing me into the mattress, and I moaned even though it wasn’t really Raziel touching me, even though all he was doing was looking at me, his mouth partway open as he dragged my legs wider.

Eyes half hidden by those heavy, dropped lids.

The shadows moved me effortlessly, raising my knees and pushing them higher and higher until they were pinned to my chest. I was too exposed; Raz could see my pussy, could see everything. He ran his fingers through the mess, Zor’s seed, my juices, then pushed his fingers in deeper and deeper.

Until I moaned.

Loud and needy and gods, I forgot about being exposed and on display for all of them and that straining want returned, my body displayed like this, for his eyes, his fingers, his tongue. His cock.

His big, warm hands skated down my shins, thumbs brushing gently, tenderly…and then he pressed a kiss to the top of one foot. Then the other, his tongue swiping out to taste my skin. “I’m going to fuck you now, Anaria.”

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