Page 77 of Mercy & Her Devils

Definitely not for it to stop.

Lark understands. “Add another finger.”

Antonio slips in another one of his elegant fingers, and my pussy spasms.

I reach down, unable to resist petting Antonio’s curls. He glances up at me from underneath his lashes, and him looking at me with adoration, while his tongue and fingers are still in me, is what does it.

I come with a scream.

My back bows, despite Antonio’s hold on me, and I crumple the bedding tightly between my hands.

At the same time, I hear Lark’s deep groan of satisfaction. He tumbles the pillows next to me like an avalanche, as he comes too.

“Mercy,” Lark whispers, twisting to kiss me, passionately. Then he also strokes Antonio’s hair. “Good pup.”

“Breakfast is ready,” Kai’s rumbling voice breaks into my happy bubble with the two men on the bed. He’s standing in the open doorway, watching us. How long has he been there? His expression is unreadable. “Come down to the kitchen.”

My heartbeat races. My pulse roars in my ears.

I knew that everything would change, as soon as an Alpha became involved.

Have we broken any rules? Will he tell us a long list of them at breakfast?

Are we in trouble?

CHAPTER TWELVE

Balcony, Devil Estate

Lark grips my hand, while hugging me to his chest, as we follow Kai out onto the vast balcony beyond the kitchen.

Kai is dressed in an elegant brown suit, crisp white shirt, and smart tie that’s embroidered with noble stags.

Seeing him from behind like this, actually makes him appear taller and more broad shouldered.

I didn’t think that was possible.

The balcony is built over a winding creek, which roars far below. Thick forest overhangs the building. Birds swoop between the branches, chirping and calling to each other in the dappled sunshine.

Despite my nervous anxiety, I take a deep breath of the fresh, pine scented air.

Fuck, I’ve missed this.

I haven’t been truly outside like this for years.

My lungs expand, and I turn my face up, desperate to see the sky.

I squint up at the blue. The sky’s bright and beautiful.

My eyes burn with tears.

Everything’s so large.

I take a desperate breath. I’m not inside. I’m not trapped.

It’s overwhelming.

Lark shoots me a concerned look, squeezing my hand.

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