Page 52 of Beauty and Her Beasts (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 1)

“Too slow for you?” he asked.

I shook my head. “Not at all.”

He smirked. “Good.”

A few moments longer, and I was close to climax. He seemed to have sensed that and pulled out of me, trailing kisses to my lower half. I bit my lip, loving how each of the men delighted in the taste of my sex.

But he did something I wasn’t anticipating.

He slid his fingers inside me as his tongue danced circles around my sensitive clit.

“My... you’re full of surprises,” I said. My words came out breathy.

He hummed against me, and my thighs quaked in response. “I live to please.”

And so far, I was extremely pleased. There was no stopping my orgasm as it hit. I struggled to keep my volume down as I moaned and squirmed against him, arching my back and rocking against his mouth that continued to ravish my sex with delightful need.

It was the longest-lasting orgasm I had ever felt in my life. The first time it had ever happened, too. But with Declan, I was positive it wouldn’t be the last.

He was such a kind and generous lover. He pulled up and sat on the dirt, leaning his back against the log. His eyes took in my form as I climbed on his lap.

“Allow me to return the favor,” I said and kissed his mouth, receiving a little of what he tasted. I pulled his shirt apart, trailing kisses along the peaks and valleys of muscle that covered his well-toned torso all the way down to his cock that stood stiff and erect.

I licked my lips when I took in the size of him, and then placed a peck on the tip. Declan shuddered and clutched the remnants of the dress left hanging tattered at my side. I licked the tip just to see what reaction I would get and smiled to myself as Declan groaned.

My mouth slid over the length of his shaft, his dick throbbed, and I continued to bob on his dick, sucking and licking and tasting his sex. Declan’s breathing turned ragged, and his body stiffened.

“You might want to stop,” he struggled to say.

But I didn’t.

He let out a pleasure-filled sigh. “Last chance.”

I still didn’t stop.

His sex throbbed and my mouth was filled with his orgasm. I gripped his shaft, sliding my hand along it as I sucked on the tip of his dick until I had all he would give, then I sat up, continuing to stroke him until he was harder than ever. The desire-filled glint in his eyes gave me more encouragement to climb on top of him and settle his dick inside my throbbing, wet pussy.

As I settled onto him, I sighed with pleasure. Declan’s hands gripped my ass as I continued to wiggle on top of him. Another orgasm rapidly built between my legs. Pressure increased until I couldn’t hold it back anymore.

Declan used his grip on my ass to keep me grinding against him. I buried my face into the crook of his neck as my moans filled the night air, filtering through the trees. Just when my orgasm started to fade, Declan’s fingers dug into my skin as he stiffened and grunted.

Hot liquid spilled into me as his mouth found mine and he continued to moan through his release.

Though our orgasms were done, and we were satisfied, we continued to kiss each other. I loved the way his mouth fit mine, how it felt to be worshiped by him. There was so much about him that I adored.

There was something about each of the three men that had captured my attention since arriving at Chateau Bois.

They wanted me to choose between them. I was starting to wonder if that was something I could ever do.

20

GUNNAR

I escorted the last of the guests into the dining room and waited for everyone to be seated. While I did that, I pulled aside a couple of men and asked if they would be willing to guard each set of the doors. They were, thankfully. I also instructed the staff to keep everyone as happy as possible for as long as possible. There was no telling how long or how bad the situation outside the hotel was going to be.

Once everyone had been settled and was busy eating their dinner, I excused myself to join King.

At first, I was shocked not to find him in the ballroom, since that was where I had left him. But it didn’t take me very long before I found him in the middle of the foyer pacing. The torture on his face was painful to see. Especially when it was on a man like King’s face. I couldn’t imagine what horrors he had faced in the last battle he was a part of. I was sure whatever went through his mind, interrupting him wasn’t a good idea. Still, I started to approach him to find out what was going on.

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