Page 101 of Court of Winter

I moaned as my fingers tangled through his hair as he hoisted me up on the balcony. He spread my thighs, my gown lifting as his hard body stepped between my legs.

His rigid length found my entrance immediately, even though my underthings and his pants still prevented true contact. But it was enough for me to feel all of him. He pressed his cock right against my most intimate area. AndMother Below, he was so stiff. So thick.

My core flooded with moisture—already I was primed for him. I wanted him and was willing to acquiesce to whatever he demanded.

I moaned and rubbed against him, needing more.More.

His hand traveled up my back to cup my neck. I instinctively arched into him.

“Fuck, Ilara,” he breathed.

He deepened his kiss while his other hand roamed everywhere...over my spine, along my thigh, up my breast. He briefly cupped my heated flesh as he tweaked my nipple through the thin gown.

I cried out in his mouth.

Breaking the kiss, his lips traveled across my jaw and down my throat while his hands held me, owning me.

With each path his lips and hands traveled, his aura grew denser, more potent, and then the air was kissing my skin, sliding over my scorched flesh, stroking me in the most tantalizing ways, and Mother,I was on fire. I had no idea his affinity could do that.

He dragged his mouth back to mine and then hooked my leg around his waist. His cock was right at my entrance again. All it would take was the swipe of my underthings to the side and the loosening of his pants, and that thick girth would be plunging inside me.

“My, oh my, brother. You certainly didn’t waste any time.”

Nuwin’s snickering comment had the glassy fog shattering all around me. I gasped, pulling away from the crown prince just as a terrifying snarl ripped from his throat.

Prince Norivun released my leg and shielded my body with his in the same beat. “Get the fuck out of here, Nuwin.”

“Trust me, I wish I could, but I’m afraid the time has come. Father is asking for you.”

Norivun seethed. “Not now. Not yet.”

His furious response was enough to clear my head, to cut through my lust, and . . .

What in the realm am I doing?

I hastily pushed against him and slid off the balcony, straightening my attire and hoping my hair wasn’t a mess, but the prince refused to release his grip on me.

His cock pressed into my abdomen, and he was still very much ready. He continued scowling at his brother, but Nuwin only raised his hands in apology.

“Father’s asking. I figured it would be better if I found you versus him.”

Norivun’s wings extended slightly, shielding me completely from view as I straightened my gown more.

Mother Below, I’d nearly fucked the crown prince—the very male who’dmurdered my family.

My cheeks burned in humiliation.

“Ilara?” The prince looked down at me again. My mind was such a jumbling mess. “Lara,” he said so quietly that I almost didn’t hear him. “I have to—”

“Here he is. I knew he was still out here.” Michas appeared behind Nuwin, and his eyes widened when he saw how closely the prince and I stood. “Ock, did we interrupt something?”

“No,” Nuwin said quickly,tooquickly. Michas retrieved his jacket from the ground as Nuwin forced a bright smile. “The crown prince was just about to head inside. Weren’t you, brother?”

The prince stiffened.

“Shall I escort Lady Seary?” Michas offered.

“No,” the prince growled, and his aura pounded out of him.

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