Page 94 of A Court of Bones & Sorrow

“I think,” Vail said, appearing beside us, his dick already hard again as he gripped Samara’s hair, tugging her back so that she had to look up at him, “that she doesn’t think you can make her scream more than I did.”

“Hmm.” I dug my fingers into her hips. “Is that so, Sam?”

Vail loosened his hold enough so that she could look back down at me. Her lips curled in a defiant smile. “I’m feeling pretty satisfied, I don’t think I have anymore screams left in me.”

“Let’s find out.” I glanced at Vail. “If she gets too loud, I’m sure you can find some way to occupy her mouth.”

“I’ll think of something.” He stroked his hard length, and Samara licked her lips, but with Vail’s grip on her hair, she couldn’t take him in her mouth until he wanted her to.

I seized her moment of distraction and pulled her down while slamming my hips upward. Samara’s resolve not to scream broke as I bottomed out inside her. My own control snapped at finally feeling her tight pussy around my cock.

Over and over, I thrust up, hard and fast. My fingers dug into her waist, keeping her pinned on top, while I kept the brutal pace. She let out another strangled scream as I pumped in and out of her making her take every inch of me.

“Play with your clit,” I ordered, and Sam’s fingers immediately snapped down to fuck herself.

More words in all sorts of languages poured from her lips as her eyes rolled back. “Look at me,” Vail commanded, and Sam whimpered as she looked up at him. Then he pushed his thick cock against her lips and she obediently opened them.

My balls tightened as I watched him slowly slide in and out of her mouth to let her adjust before tightening his hold on her hair and shoving himself all the way in. Sam gagged as he hit the back of her throat but leaned into him as she eagerly swallowed his cock again and again.

I imagined what it would feel like to have her lips wrapped around my cock like that. To have her choking on me and I let out a low groan as I felt my climax building. Vail continued to fuck her mouth roughly and tears streamed down her face even as she ground her hips against me forcing me to take her even deeper.

Fuck. I squeezed my eyes shut, enjoying the feeling of Samara riding me hard while listening to her slurp down Vail’s cock. I wanted this to last longer but even if we weren’t running out of time, it was too much. Samara’s pussy was too fucking perfect and I had wanted this for too damn long.

My eyes shot open and I took in Samara writhing above me. It was enough to tip me over the edge.

“Scream for us, Heir!” My nails shifted to claws and bit into the flesh just above Vail’s marks, heat exploding in her soaking wet cunt as I came hard, filling her with my seed until it gushed out. Vail yanked her off his dick so Samara could scream while he came all over her tits.

There was no force in this world that could have made me look away from her face as she unraveled between us. Vail sank to his knees next to us and pulled Sam to him, claiming her mouth with his. Then, to my surprise, he gently pushed her towards me.

Samara collapsed happily on my chest and kissed me deeply, and I ran my fingers down her back as aftershocks of pleasure made her tremble.

Worth it. Absolutely worth it.

Vail rose—albeit a little shakily—and grabbed three of the clean tunics stacked on a shelf against the wall. The Velesians tended to leave clothes scattered all over the place since they never knew when they’d have to shift. Vail pulled the canteen from his pack and poured a little water over the tunics before passing two to me, keeping one to clean himself off.

“I’m going to check outside.” He got dressed and gave Samara a pointed look. “We’ll have company soon. Be ready to leave.”

Without me,because whatever they were doing, it was better if I wasn’t a part of it. My plan to marry Samara and keep her safe that way was no longer viable. My mother was plotting something, and whatever it was, Samara needed to be kept away from her. It killed me to admit it, but at this point, I was putting Samara in more danger with my presence, especially since I’d killed some wraiths.

I had no doubt Erendriel knew of my betrayal by now. If he came for me personally, I was fucked.

“Not one for pillow talk, is he?”

Sam laughed, and I automatically tightened my arms around her. Fuck, I loved that sound, even more than her screams of pleasure.

“This is only the second time Vail and I have done anything,” she admitted. “And the first time was last night, or I guess early this morning, and wasn’t quite so . . . intense. So I can’t really speak to his pillow talk habits yet.”

“But you want to?” I asked. “Be able to talk to his pillow talk tendencies?”

She fell silent while she thought about it before raising her head to look at me. I loosened my arms so she could do so, immediately missing the feel of her against me.

“Yes.” She tilted her head and kept her expression carefully neutral. “Would that bother you? Knowing I want him and the others? As well as you?”

I reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Technically, the question was irrelevant since I wouldn’t be part of this future Samara was already thinking about, but I answered her honestly anyway, allowing myself the delusion for just a moment longer. “No. There might be days when I want to steal you away from everyone else and keep you to myself, or maybe myself and Kieran.” I grinned. “But as long as the others love you as I do, then I’m happy you have them in your life.”

Her eyes widened. “Drav, I?—”

“You don’t have to say it back,” I cut her off. “I just wanted you to know.”

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