Page 57 of Her Dark Promise

“But it’s time for dinner,” he said dumbfoundedly, clearly confused.

“Don’t worry. I’ll let you back in when we are done.”

Soren was still staring at me, so I flicked my finger, forced him backward until he was in the hallway, and slammed the door shut.

“Hey! I’m starving! Can you at least—” I created a small opening with my shadows and set down a platter of bread and berry jam next to him. “This is not what I meant. I mean, it’s, well…” His voice grew muffled. “Oh, this is excellent jam.”

I tuned him out as I looked back toward Callum, who was walking to me, eyes roaming my body hungrily. He was smiling large enough that his dimples were showing.

“Your grace, you are as ravishing as you were this morning.”

“You’re just saying that because you know you get the privilege of helping me out of my gown.” He looked down, red staining his cheeks; even after all of these years, he could still get flushed when simply thinking about fucking me.

He looked back up and asked, “So, a game? What are we playing tonight?”

At the same time, Bastian was walking up the stairs carrying a platter of food and stopped to stare at the two of us.

“Where is my brother?”

“Take a seat.”

He narrowed his eyes, but did as he was told, and set the platter of food on the table and sat in his chair.

While looking into his eyes I commanded Callum, “Help me with my dress.”

His eyes became hooded; he knew where this was going. Like he said, he was mine to fuck where I pleased, in front of whomever I pleased. And this pleased me.

Callum undid the back of my dress, and I slipped it off slowly, standing bare with both of their eyes drinking me in.

Bastian hadn’t moved an inch, but I could see his hands grip the sides of the arms of the chair. I knew he would move the moment I got close enough to him, so I waved my hands in his direction, sending my shadows into his mind.

“Fuck! Not again.”

“Let’s do some self-discovery, shall we?”

Neither male said anything.

“Come on…admit it…” I smiled at his silence. “Very well. You asked for it.”

I climbed on top of the table, widening my legs so close to him that if he only were able to move freely and lean forward, he could run his tongue over me. The thought made me shiver in anticipation.

“Callum, show this pet what true devotion means.”

“As you wish, your grace.” I moved my legs until I was kneeling on the top of the table and bent forward, never taking my eyes off Bastian. I could tell that he was uncomfortable because of the growing strain in his pants that he was unable to touch.

We continued glaring at each other until I heard clothes being discarded on the ground. Bastian’s eyes left mine, looking to the right at Callum. His breathing quickened, pupils dilating, cheeks crimson. He hastily looked away as Callum climbed onto thetable laying on his back, feet moving under my legs so that I was straddling him. Placing one hand on my hip and the other gliding his cock to my entrance he stuck the tip barely in, coating his length on my already dripping pussy.

“Oh, hunter…” Bringing his attention back to me.

Callum pushed inside me without warning, pain interlaced with the delicious feeling of elation coursing through me as I screamed out Callum’s name, staring at Bastian the entire time. His throat bobbed as his eyes never left mine.

Callum stilled inside me and rolled his hips in the way that made my toes curl. He wrapped his hands around either side of my waist, bending his knees slightly, causing me to hold onto his legs for stability.

He then quickened his pace, slamming into me as I scraped my nails up his legs trying to gain some traction. I could feel raised skin where my nails had dug into him over the years and though I could have healed them, he insisted that I leave them. He said he wanted to wear these marks proudly, proof that he belonged to me.

I was brought back to the present when Callum squeezed my hips hard enough to make me groan deliciously at the pain.

Callum was relentless, hitting my cervix with every thrust which caused a little bit of pain, but I didn’t care—I reveled in it. All I cared about was that Bastian was here to watch. Heat flooded my system even more when I thought back to that first time in the tower.

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