Page 143 of Her Dark Promise

I couldn’t breathe.

Bastian bit my lip, and I opened my mouth, needing him to explore me, distracting my mind.

I made a pained noise, and Callum stopped and began to slide out of me, but I insisted, “Do not pull out. Just give me a moment.” I took a few deep breaths, my head resting on Bastian’s shoulder, tears stinging my eyes from how intense it all felt. They weren’t moving, so I slowly sat back on Callum, going at my own pace until they were both fully inside.

Even though it was painful, it was also riveting.

After a few moments, there was another feeling working its way through me. My body was begging me for more friction, and I gave her exactly what she asked for. I commanded, “Fuck me.”

They both took their duty seriously and got into a rhythm that had my legs shaking and all I could do was hang on and moan in Bastian’s ear as their punishing movements were relentless.

I could feel my walls squeezing around them, and they became feral—that was my undoing. I called out Bastian’s name first, followed by Callum as I felt each of their releases.

Callum pulled out of me until the tip and then rammed back into me, making my legs fully give out and I landed on Bastian’s chest.

We laid there for who knows how long. Time had never been relevant, but I swear that time stopped. I was getting wet all over again at the feel of their throbbing cocks.

That was new.

Callum had never been inside of me long enough after to feel the pulsing sensation that had my toes curling. I pushed back against Callum, and he pulled out of me, laying on one side of Bastian and I pulled out, laying on his other side.

No one said a word. No one moved.

The cum between my legs hadn’t subsided, and I knew that what we had just done wasn’t enough. I was riding a high that the poison had never once given me.

I almost started crying when I choked it back as I thought… If this is what it means to stay here. In choosing to live. Then maybe this was enough.

I pushed the thoughts away, turned on my side, and slid my hands over Bast’s chest in lazy circles.

I gave them both a wicked smile and asked, “Ready to go again?”

Chapter twenty-seven

We spent endless hours in the library researching with little to no progress. My patience was starting to thin. The hope I was holding onto slowly slipped through my fingers, and I could tell everyone was feeling defeated.

We needed a break.

I snapped my book closed and set it on the side table.

“I say that we all take the afternoon away from the library and away from these books.” I could see Bastian and Callum smirking at each other from across the table, and I knew exactly what they were thinking, but I also needed a break from them. Needed to clear my head.

“Emilia, let’s have tea in the sunroom. Bastian, prepare my favorite snacks for us.” It was far too cold for us to take the tea outside.

His shoulders visibly slumped, and then he nodded his head, “Of course.”

I stood. “We will reconvene after dinner tonight.”

They all nodded. I got up and pulled Emilia’s arm with me, walking out of the room with my hand in the crook of her elbow.The walk over was quiet as we simply enjoyed each other’s company, never needing to fill the silence.

We rounded the corner, and I couldn’t help but smile at the decadent room that still had the tables set up as though there were ladies and members of royalty on their way to have high tea. I hadn’t been this far in the castle in ages, not wanting to take a chance in accidentally destroying this room.

The sun room was one of the more unique rooms located at the back of the castle as the walls were pure glass. This room was everyone’s favorite for no reason other than the view. My parents made sure that nothing was obstructing the mountains beyond.

I sat at the table with an unobstructed view of the landscape and Emilia slid into the chair opposite me. We both sat there staring off as far as the fog would allow.

I took a breath and was about to say something when Bastian entered with a tray full of miniature sandwiches and fruits. There was a steaming pot of tea and two cups from the finest china that we had. I smiled when I saw that he had unknowingly chosen the set that Belle and I would always use when having tea parties in one of our rooms.

“Is there anything else you need?” Bastian asked.

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