Page 16 of Winter Queen
"I wasn't sure if... " he whispers when he breaks the kiss. He doesn't continue, but I can guess what he means. I pushed them away, and they must have had doubts that I'd let them in again. Time to prove that particular side of me is gone and banished.
"Kiss me," I ask. No, it's more of a demand. He gives me a surprised look but does as I said. I let my tongue slip into his mouth, gliding along his teeth before intensifying the kiss, staking my claim on him. I put all the love I feel for him into that kiss, showing him exactly how much he means to me. How much they all mean to me. I'm not going to let them go.
Arc groans and I notice I still have my hand wrapped around his cock, but I've stopped stroking him. I playfully nudge Storm's tongue one last time, before breaking the kiss and letting myself fall back onto the mattress.
"I think Arc needs some relief," I chuckle and Storm steps back, leaving me feeling empty.
But not for long. Quicker than I can see, Arc has moved around the bed and has taken Storm's place between my legs. This time, it's easy to take him, now that the other Guardian has already stretched me inside.
Still, I can't stop a moan escaping my lips as Arc fills me completely, reaching even further than Storm did. Frost's mouth is back on my nipples, but this time, I nudge his hips until he gives me access to his cock, expecting to feel cloth but instead get smooth, velvety skin. When did he change? Has he been naked the entire time?
I gently begin to stroke him, doing the same to Frost as I did to Arc. I lift my head to see Storm watching us with a satisfied smile. It seems like he's hard again already. Well, there are two other men to satisfy first. Then we can start at the beginning again.
Arc is pumping into me, his face and chest flushed. Together with his red hair, he looks adorable. If only he was still wearing his kilt. One day, I need to ask him to do that. I want the whole sexy Scotsman experience.
But for now, I’m happy with the way he moves in me, the sounds he makes, the euphoria he brings me. When he comes, I do too, contracting around him, making our connection even more intense. While I’m still in the rush of the climax, Frost takes Arc’s place, starting slowly, moving in and out at a steady pace.
Arc lies down beside me and his lips meet mine, hungrily kissing me while his hands are playing with my breasts.
Storm joins us on my other side.
“Never leave us again,” he whispers when his brother does his last hard thrusts and my body begins to shake in yet another orgasm. “You don’t know what it does to us when you’re not around.”
I nod, breaking the kiss with Arc. He groans in disappointment but I ignore him for the moment.
“Never again,” I promise. “I’m yours.”
Chapter Six
Reality hits me far too quickly. I managed to sleep for a few hours after exhausting myself with my men, but as soon as I wake up, I know it’s time to take on my responsibility.
Just before I drifted off to sleep, Tamara came in, letting me know that there had been no change in my mother’s condition. I felt guilty for not sitting by her bedside, but what good would that do. It was far more important to reinstate the bonds with my Guardians, whose help I’ll need now more than ever before.
I’m to rule. I have no idea how to do that. I’ve tried learning more about the Realm, about how my mother keeps everything going, and how she deals with her Council. I’ve been to most Council sessions, so that will definitely help. I know them all, and I know some of their weaknesses and strengths. I’m sure there will be members of the Council who will not approve of me taking over while Beira is sick.
Theodore, the physician, and Magnus, the treasurer, aren’t my biggest fans. They probably see me as a threat to their own power. Luckily, Tamara, Gwain and Ada are all on my side. I’m not quite sure about Algonquin and Zephyr, but I know that if I get one of them to support me, the other will follow.
In the end, they will all have to follow my mother’s wishes, but it’s on them to decide whether they’ll make it easy or hard for themselves. We’re at war and there’s no time for infighting. I hope these men aren’t too stuck in their traditions to realise that.
“Ready for today?” Frost asks me softly, noticing that I’m awake. I’m sandwiched between him and his brother, with Arc’s arm flung across Storm so he can have his hand on my hip. When I concentrate on it, I can feel a trickle of energy flow between the four of us. Our bond.
I don’t know where Crispin is. Maybe still with my mother. He didn’t join us last night, even though the bed would have been large enough to accommodate him as well. It’s in his right to be angry with me though. There’s no excuse for what I did. I should have kept control, even with the unicorn sparklies clouding my mind.
Frost pulls me closer and I remember that he asked me a question.
“I wouldn’t call it ready. I don’t think I’m prepared for this, but I’ll do what’s required of me and will try and fill my mother’s role as well as I can.”
“Spoken like a true Princess.” He smiles and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Storm will be with you in the Council. You won’t be alone.”
“What about the rest of you?”
He chuckles. “We’ll be busy preparing for war.”
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Before I leave the room,I wrap a colourful scarf around my head to hide my bald patch. I need to find a better solution for this soon, but I don’t have the time right now. A scarf will have to do. And unsurprisingly, my new Demigoddess beauty is making me look good even with this on my head.
When I arrive at the Council Chamber, Gwain is waiting for me outside. The Master of Arms is looking distraught, a look I’ve not seen on him before.
