Page 88 of The Assassin's Promise
“I plan to.”
Who knew that laughter would be what helped him get all the way inside me? And when he started praying to the Goddess, thanking Her for my pussy, I laughed even harder. Then his knot was in place, swelling so thick I saw flashes of light, and his hands were in my hair, and I stared into eyes that were wheeling with golden stars, like the whole sky had taken up residence there.
And I whispered, “I forgive you, Kavin.”
He answered, with tears brimming in his beautiful eyes, “I love you, Roya.”
“I love you, too.”
I had just closed my eyes when I heard a growling voice interject, “That was fucking beautiful.”
Kavin hunched over my body—he couldn’t wheel around and grab a weapon, as his knot was currently swollen to what felt like the size of a coconut. Every movement he made, though, set off another smaller orgasm inside me, and I almost went cross-eyed as he faced the speaker.
“Thorn?” Kavin’s voice cracked, and he blushed. I blushed too.
Thorn lay on his side, his head propped up on one arm, watching. I couldn’t stop my eyes from dropping below his waist. Apparently, he liked what he’d seen.
“Have you been awake this whole time?”
“Yes,” he said, his eyes taking me in, his gaze alone raising goosebumps on my flesh. Kavin coughed, and my eyes rolled back in my head as I came again.
“Well, this is embarrassing,” I said when I could speak again. “I thought Omegas in heat were sort of… out of their minds.” That’s how it had been with Icarus earlier.
Kavin murmured, “I like you this way. Aware of everything. Feeling every single thing I do to your delectable body.” He flexed his hips, and I cried out as his knot somehow expanded.
“How are you still coming, Kavin?”
He laughed, and thrust even deeper. “First time, Roya, remember? I’ve been saving up.” I hid my face, blushing.
Thorn called out, “Why are you hiding, Roya? You just saved him from the fate of Karvalten the Lesser. Damned heroic of you if I say so.”
“Karvalten the…” I giggled, remembering the story Kavin had read when we first met. “Ah, yes. Death by testicular explosion.” Kavin winced.
Ignoring Kavin entirely, Thorn crawled across the bed. “For my part, I plan to have you naked and coming around my cock every moment I can steal from the others.” I peeked at Kavin, wondering if he was as embarrassed as I was.
He was not. “Why are you blushing,kralovna? You’ve been in love with Thorn for years.”
I covered my face. “Stop saying it out loud. It makes me sound pathetic.”
Thorn’s hands were on mine then, pulling my fingers into his. “Never. You are many things, but you have never been pathetic. And I have loved you for almost as long as you loved me.”
My eyes flew to his. “Really?” I asked, suddenly needing him next to me. Kavin began to withdraw, and I clenched around him. “No,” I said, pulling a hand free to hold onto his shoulder. “Don’t go yet.”
Thorn’s eyebrows quirked up. “Do you mind?”
Kavin’s breath stuttered before he nodded. “Not at all. You’re her primary consort, after all.”
Thorn’s lips were on mine then, his hands tangled in my hair. His tongue thrust into my mouth, and I moaned. Kavin’s knot pulsed inside me, and I felt a gush of fluid as he continued to fill me with his cream.
Oh, Goddess. This was decadent. Forbidden. Depraved.
And I wanted more. My skin began to heat again, and my core clenched. Thorn pulled away and let his hands wander to my breasts, pinching my nipples, and Kavin made room. I didn’t know where to look; didn’t know what was allowed, when two men were touching me intimately at the same time.
Another rush of wet heat bathed my inner walls, and I fought not to moan aloud as Thorn tightened his grasp on my nipples. “How… How long is this going to last?”
“I’m impressed he’s been able to keep it going for as long as he has. He’s got a better handle on sex than I did at his age.” Thorn’s smile was wide and wicked as he teased. His hands felt amazing, but every stroke left a trail of fire on my skin.
“No, I meant… Everything burns. How long will I feel this way?”
