Page 73 of Merciless Is My Crown

I stripped off my clothes, crawled into bed, and was unconscious before I even covered myself up.

I woke crammed between two huge, hot bodies—Raziel’s soft, even breaths tangling with mine, and Tavion curled behind me, his body touching every inch of mine.

For a long moment I lay there, wondering how we were still alive.

“You’re thinking quite loudly, princess.”

Raziel’s liquid-night eyes spilled his emotions into the world and my chest strained at his slow, knowing smile. Exactly what I needed right now, after days of loneliness, and nights wondering if I’d ever see them again.

“No crying, Anaria. Not tonight. Not when we’re finally together.” His big, rough knuckles smoothed over my wet cheeks with tender gentleness. Emotions broke free at how careful he was despite his massive size, his ferocious brutality…and more tears poured out.

But that’s how Raz always was with me. Gentle. Kind. Giving me only the very best parts of himself, day after day. “I’ve been watching you sleep, drinking in your scent.” He licked my tears from his knuckles, wickedness dancing in his gaze as his tongue flicked out again.

“Even on the other side of the world, I could still smell you. Taste you. As if you’ve become a part of me.” His hand smoothed down my hair, following my curves until he cupped my hip, his thumb making those soft, deliberate circles on my bare skin that I liked so very much.

“You’ll never get rid of me, Anaria. There is nothing that can ever come between us.”

“Who says I ever want to get rid of you?”

My mouth parted when his hand dipped between my legs, every muscle going loose, and his smile widened as my eyes slipped closed at the warm flush of sensation. “Gods, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured, moving closer to take my mouth in a deep, leisurely kiss, the world disappearing around the novelty of having both his tongue—and those clever fingers—inside me.

I moaned against Raz’s lips, tasting his pleased chuckle, the sound nothing but pure male satisfaction. I shoved at his chest, breaking the kiss. “Just so you know, my plan is to keep you all forever.”

Then Tavion’s arm came around my waist and yanked me against him, his cock pressed against my backside.

“You two”—he pressed his mouth to the side of my throat and clamped down until twin fangs pressed against my skin—“are very, very loud. And since you decided to wake me up, I suppose we might as well put this bed to good use.”

I froze, unsure.

This was…new. Different.

“I knew from the beginning I’d be sharing you, Anaria.” Tavion’s tongue dipped into my ear. “But if you want me to leave, if this is too much, say the word and we’ll wait until you’re ready.”

Was this? Too much?

How long had I imagined this? All of us together, all five of us, if I was honest, a tangle of lips and fingers and tongues, and my heart unleashed itself against my ribs. Yes, this was exactly what I wanted.

I caught fire, Raz’s fingers sliding through my wet pussy, Tavion’s teeth in my neck pinning me in place. Fuck yes. This was exactly what I desired. To be trapped between these two powerful males, for them to remind me I was alive.

We were alive and together, and no matter what tomorrow brought, we only had right now to do what we wished. Heat surged through my body, beautiful and wanting as I murmured, “No more wasting time.”

“Then we won’t”—Raz lifted his wet fingers to his mouth and lazily licked them clean, his tongue flicking between them as a needy little whimper ripped from my chest—“make you wait any longer.”

Tavion flipped me onto my stomach and lifted my hips so I was on my knees, spreading me wide enough heat flushed through my face because of where his burning stare was focused with such predatory intent.

He dragged his hands down over the curve of my arse, the backs of my thighs, and I shivered while he stroked the delicate skin, dark desire rippling through me with every pass of his calloused palms.

“Fucking gods…” His low, possessive growl rumbled through me, setting every nerve on edge. “You’d better brace yourself, wife. I’m not going to be gentle about this.”

I buried my face in the pillow. “What about our second time being…you know.”

“That was before we were all nearly killed by a bunch of bloodthirsty witches. Now be a good girl and let me taste you.”

Fingers dug into my thighs, then his mouth was on me, ravenous and fierce, tongue delving between my pussy, driving in deeper and deeper. His moans rattled my tender flesh as he ate me out until my fists were tangled in the blankets, trying to find something to anchor myself before I flew apart.

Raziel coiled my hair around one hand and pulled me up until I was braced on my elbows, his thick, tanned thighs bracketing my face. I was drowning in his intoxicating scent. Shadows swirled in the air as he slid a finger beneath my chin and slid the head of his cock between my lips. Just the barest taste, then he was kissing me, his mouth demanding, his tongue sliding against mine.

Time vanished as I got lost in my pleasure, twisted up in the waves rolling through me, wishing I could move my hips and rock back against those expert lips. But Tavion held me too firmly, holding me still while he took his time licking and sucking, that tongue relentless as he worked me toward my first orgasm.

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