Page 138 of Owned By the Fae
I shuck the cloak, my body heating as I get closer, but Dane stops me.
‘Are you hungry?’ he asks, gesturing to the table.
I realize I am when I see that it’s piled high with enticing meats and vegetables, nuts and fruits.
I eat as I watch Dane take off his clothes and enter the water with the others, my cheeks reddening. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them without their breeches, at least.
I try not to stare as they splash each other, wrestling and laughing. They look happy here.
Kallum notices me failing to keep my eyes away from them and stares at me with a smirk on his face.
‘I think it’s time you saw to your masters,’ he drawls.
My core clenches at his words, and I let out a tiny gasp that makes his smile widen.
‘Stand up,’ he orders.
I put my plate down, and I do as he says.
‘Unlace your dress and take it off slowly. Let it fall to the floor and step out of it. We want to see our slave’s delectable body.’
My heart pounds as I follow his commands, and when my dress is pooled around me on the floor, I see their eyes wandering over me, lingering and taking me in.
‘Come here and sit on the side of the bath.’
I walk slowly toward them. I sit on the cold, smooth stone of the bath, dipping my feet in and letting out a deep sigh as the hot water whirls around my shins.
Kal is in front of me, pushing my knees apart so that he can stand between them. He takes my face in his hands and crowds closer, kissing my lips gently, urging them apart, his tongue slipping past and caressing mine in slow, lazy strokes.
‘I know it’s not over,’ he whispers. ‘It won’t be until we ensure that Varrik and Fiana are no longer threats to us, but we saved the Skilled of the fold tonight.’
His hand moves down the valley of my breasts and eases me to my back before he takes hold of my thighs and pulls me right to the edge. I stifle a squeak as he pushes my knees as wide as they’ll go and looks his fill of my core.
Propping myself up on my elbows to watch him, I see the others staring at me as well. Dane moves back, sitting on what appears to be a bench beneath the water to watch like a king surveying what’s his.
Grey’s breath hitches as Kallum pulls my nether lips wide and gives me a salacious grin.
‘What a wet little slave we have,’ he murmurs to Grey.
My eyes widen as he stoops down, dragging his tongue from my arse all the way up to the center of my pleasure, and I whimper, letting myself drop back so that I can pull my fingers through his blonde hair, angling his mouth to where I want it. He lets me manipulate him while his fingers part me wider, and a lone finger slips easily into my channel.
I moan, my eyes fluttering open to see both Grey and Dane enraptured by what Kallum is doing to me. Dane gives me asmall smile, not seeming bothered that he’ll likely be watching instead of participating again, just as Kal’s single digit becomes two. My feet scramble for purchase on the slippery stone edge of the bath as he sucks on me gently, pulling me into his mouth. He’s merciless as he coaxes my body toward release, his thick fingers driving into me hard and fast, and it’s not long before I’m crying out with his name on my tongue as pleasure crests and runs through me, making my limbs shake.
I open my eyes to find his sparkling. He gives me one final, leisurely lick and then puts his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean.
‘You taste divine, my little slave,’ he murmurs. ‘Now, come into the pool and let Grey and I play with that pretty body of yours.’
I nod, and he slides me toward him, lowering me into the hot water. My body sated, my head rolls onto his shoulder, and I feel him and Grey washing my body with a smooth soap that smells of roses.
I’m not surprised when Kal’s cock finds my entrance and slips inside me. The water both helps and hinders as he sheathes himself, making me shiver in pleasure and a hint of pain. Grey’s fingers move to my back passage and spear me. He’s gentle but insistent as he stretches me, readying me to take him.
‘Let’s get her to the bed,’ he murmurs to Kal, who smirks.
‘Is our naughty little slave girl clean enough for her masters’ cocks?’ he whispers low in my ear, making my skin prickle.
I find myself nodding, and he chuckles as he hefts me out of the water.
I’m enveloped in a warm bath sheet, and Dane dries me gently, Kallum’s hard length still deep inside me.
