Page 96 of Prize for the King
Oh, how I’ve blundered! They were right, all of them. I can’t do anything right.
A queen can’t have favorites.
And to think that I said it to Khay when I haven’t even told my husband! But can I say I love Magnar? I can’t!Oh, the shame!I have been a wife less than a month, and look at me, already being the worst one to ever grace this world.
“I’m sorry!” I sob out through my tight throat, expecting Khay to pull out any moment, thinking they must cast me out now, maybe lock me somewhere, or…
“It’s all right,” Raduna says softly, two rough hands twining with mine, and I’m not sure, but I don’t think both are his. “Breathe, both of you. Don’t apologize, Caliane, you did nothing wrong. Do you understand? No one is angry. Khay, you’ll be fine, won’t you?”
“Yeah,” Khay says hoarsely. “I’m guessing Magnar will kill me, but what a way to go! I’m ready. Do it now.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Magnar says, obviously irritated. “Just finish. Let Arvi have his turn.”
“That’s the thing,” Khay says miserably. “I finished when she said she lo—when she said that.”
He grunts and pulls out slowly. When I look up, I expect him to turn away in disgust, but Khay meets my gaze bravely. He leans down and gives me a soft, sweet kiss.
“I love you,” he repeats in a low voice. “I never loved anyone before. Not like this.”
I nod and purse my lips, determined not to make any more mistakes tonight. Khay kisses me again and pulls away, leaving me full and warm, slightly shaky.
It takes me a moment to gather my courage before I look atMagnar, but his face is smooth, eyes kind. He takes my hand and kisses my knuckles, and I sigh with such obvious relief, he laughs.
“Everything’s well, pet. All you need to do tonight is take Arvi, and then you can rest.”
I frown. “But won’t you t-take me in my sleep after?”
Magnar winks. “We’ll try not to wake you. Arvi, you’ll have to do it lying down or you’ll collapse on top of her. Come here. Roll to the side, pet. Like this.”
He presses at my lower back, making me arch, and Arvi settles behind me, molding his body to mine. His arm wraps around me, heavy and warm, and for a moment, we only lie like this, his breaths deep and even, though shaky. I think he’s doing his breathing exercise.
“How are you feeling?” I ask.
“Cursing my cock for making me this weak,” he says with a husky laugh. “Ah, don’t worry,laruna.I’m told my body should produce more blood once I do it often enough, and I won’t be as hopeless. Between Khay and me… Some knights you have, eh?”
“I have the best knights I could ever wish for,” I say vehemently, looking up until I catch Raduna’s and Khay’s eyes, then Magnar’s. “Truly. I am so grateful for you all. And my husband. I… You are wonderful.”
“Wonderfully horny at this time, but thank you, pet.”
Magnar smiles, and the last of my worry dissipates. Maybe I can’t tell him I love him yet, but I’ll look out for this love, and he’ll know as soon as it comes. I’ll tell them all.
“Gods. Amoya,” Arvi whispers. “Just let me stay conscious.”
He pulls away, and I lick my lips, unsure what to do. Arvi’s hand settles on my top buttock, pushing it to the side until my body stretches, and his breathing goes faster. His tip nudges me there, and he stops with a shaky exhale, fingers squeezing my hip.
“It’s fine,” he breathes. “Just… A moment… Let me in.”
I take a deep breath and bear down, and Arvi surges forth, burying himself inside me with one powerful thrust. We both cry out, and I press my hand instinctively to my stomach, this new position, or maybe his size, stretching my belly to a worrying degree.
Arvi pants into the top of my head, squeezing and releasing my hip, and I slowly stroke my unnaturally bulging skin.
“Fuck, this feels so good,” he rasps. “But I can’t move. I can’t. I don’t even feel my legs anymore. Can I just stay inside you, sweet? Please?”
“Yes,” I sigh, tracing the outline of him with my fingers.
To be honest, I’m relieved he can’t move much. The monstrous weight inside me feels like it would rip me apart with a careless move. Even just holding it in verges on too much. Yet, I’m fascinated, and when I look up at the others, they stare at my stomach with absolute awe, Khay slack-jawed, Magnar almost snarling as he fists himself.
When I press down gently, just to check how much give there is, Arvi hisses, and his cock jerks within me. I whimper, pressing my palm on it to keep it still, and he hisses again, his hips twitching.
