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But I know Jace cares for her. And once I tell my massive ego to shut the fuck up, my humanity reminds me; Vale may need him to protect her. So, I give Jace this.

I stand, holding Vale before him while I reach around, unbuttoning her pink jacket, one gold button at a time, before sliding it off her milky shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.

Underneath, she’s wearing a black lace bra, the contrast to her creamy skin, breathtaking.

I unzip her skirt, noting her ribs softly heaving in anticipation. All watch as it falls, revealing her matching black lace thong.

Without my command, she proudly kicks her skirt away, staring at my brothers in her lingerie and heels.

Peering over her shoulder, I lick my lips at her aroused nipples under her sheer lace. Claiming her neck, I bite it, marking her as mine, making her gasp before I command, “Tell me to stop at any point, and I will.”

“Don’t you dare,” she sighs. “You know what I want.”

“My pretty little poison.” I press my lips to her ear, grinding my hard cock against her ass. Pulling her lace cups down, I expose her breasts, tickling her nipples until she moans, and I taunt, “Let’s show my brothers how you torture me with these.”

Playing with Vale’s luscious tits, I make Axel lick his lips, too, his fist reaching for the mystery woman’s hand, guiding it to stroke his hard cock, covered by his black pants.

Sire’s inked fingers snake under Wren’s dress. He starts playing with her pussy; it’s obvious by how she leans back and spreads her legs for him. “Yes, my lord,” she gasps for him.

Vale pants at their adoration, their amorous reaction as Delphine proudly unzips Grant’s pants, freeing his pierced cock.

Nick does the same to Zar. Nick may not be attracted to women, but Zar is. He’s hard and attracted to all.

It’s only Jace who remains stoic.

He doesn’t free himself, but he can’t deny the thick erection strangled under his pants. With slanted eyes, he watches her writhe against me as I roll her nipples between my fingers, making her moan when I gently tug them.

“Tell them how long you’ve wanted me,” I demand while sliding my hand under Vale’s panties, tickling her hard clit, and making her pant, “Since I was eighteen.”

“Tell them how you want me now.” I plunge my fingers inside her tight cunt. Her slick lust coats my pumping digits as she grinds against my cock, confessing, “Every way, my king.”

“Shall I make you my queen?” I coax, biting her neck again, leaving another exquisite bruise.

“Yes,” she pants.

“Then get on your knees on the bench, bend over, and spread your cheeks.” I relish the command, “Show my brothers what’s mine to fuck.”

CHAPTER FORTY

VALE

If I thoughtI knew desire, I was wrong. We were strangers. At least, I’ve never met desire like this. One that finds me proudly obeying Nash.

Released from his controlling grip, I kneel on the sapphire bench, my back to our court, proudly assuming my position as a new queen.

Earlier in the bathroom, with Wren and Delphine waiting in the hall, I snuck a diamond butt plug in. Before I did it, I asked them if I should, and they nodded eagerly.

“Trust me,” Wren insisted. “If they initiate you as I asked them to initiate me, you’ll need it tonight.”

Pressing my cheek to the velvet, I pull my thong down, leaving it around my thighs before spreading myself open. It makes me so wet, being on royal display, showing how I belong to Nash … or skulls will crack.

He sees it now. “What’s in your ass?”

“Your jewel, my king,” I tease and…

Smack.“You dirty.”Smack.“Little.”Smack.“Naughty girl.”

His spanks are so sweet. My bedazzled ass stings with delight.

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