Page 37 of Of War and Realms

I can’t stop the giddy smile that tugs at my lips when Em starts pressing small kisses all over my face, beginning with each eye. He skips over my lips, chuckling when I’m offended at the action. Each place he touches heats my skin, almost as if he’s using his magic to slowly warm me. Eventually, he makes it back to my mouth, sucking my lips between his. I gasp at the strange sensation, taking a moment to map his soft skin at this angle. I moan when he tilts his head, deepening the kiss. This is not severe in the way I’m used to from Emrys; it’s not a possession or claiming. It’s a vow. An unbreakable promise.

He pulls back slightly, rubbing his lips across the top of mine. Groaning, he speaks against my skin. “This mouth is doing things to me.” I raise my hands to grab his face and pull him back down to me, but he laughs, grabbing my wrists and sitting up. He drags me until my head hangs over the edge of the bed, guiding my hands to his thighs and squeezing my fingers. “Hold tight, love.”

I open eagerly as he guides his cock slowly over my waiting tongue. His piercings graze the top of my mouth, their coolness a slight shock before my heated breath warms their surfaces.

“Ready?” He asks teasingly, laughing when a choked jumble of noises leaves me as the tip of him touches my throat. He grabs the back of my head before thrusting roughly, setting an unforgiving pace. You’d think it would feel humiliating to be slapped in the face by balls repeatedly, but I feel anything but humiliated. How could I when I’m the one causing his inebriating moans and stuttering breaths?

I swallow around him, taking him as deep as my body will let me. He pulls out suddenly, looking down at me with a wildness to his gaze that has my core clenching. “You are too fucking good at that, love.” His eyes narrow, going blank for a moment as if he’s thinking of all the ways he could murder whoever taught me to use my mouth so well. “Cas, come,” he demands, the bed dipping as my other bond slides next to me.

My prince and I give Emrys full control as he moves me to my knees, stuffing my face into the sheets so that my ass is presented to the both of them. He positions Cas behind me, the latter wasting no time running his hands lightly up my back, imploring me to arch even further.

“Look at how ready she is for you.” I shudder at the sinful tone, listening to the soft noises behind me. “This wet and we haven’t even touched her yet. Here.” There’s movement and I whine when I feel one of their cocks press to my entrance. Cas’s hands are still on my back, so the hand slowly pumping a dick into me must be Em’s. I cannot focus on anything except their complete attention. “Push—there you go, my prince. Watch how she opens around you like the greedy little goddess she is.” I squirm, clenching so tight it earns me a chuckle. “And the way she’ll do anything we want if we just say a few dirty words in her ear? She was fucking made for us, Cas. So take her.” A second set of hands grasps my hips as Casmir sheathes himself fully inside me. I feel so incredibly vulnerable and exposed, but I do not dare move from the brutal pace I’m being pounded at.

Several groans consume the air, and I scrunch my eyes closed at the raw pleasure coursing through me. “Oh, fuck,” I mutter into the sheets, so consumed by everything they’re making me feel that I pay no mind to the wet fabric under me, caused by my drool. Heat builds slowly but deeply, consuming every nerve ending at the base of my spine.

Fuck, I’m so close. One more thrust and I’ll be gone—

“No,” I drag out the word on a pathetic whine as Cas pulls from me, and his wet cock slaps against my bruising cheeks.

“Don’t worry, love. We’ll give you what you need.” The breath shoots from my lungs when my legs are yanked from under me and my stomach hits the bed.

I’m folded over the side, my feet touching the floor. The curiosity in me when I hear a popping noise nearly gets me to turn around, but I enjoy being tossed and used, so I keep my cheek pressed against the plush bedding and wait. Not patiently, but I cannot be blamed for that…the dick is just too good.

“Put your hands on either side of her and bend over.” I shudder as Cas’s heat closes in on me, though he stops before touching my wanting skin. “Slide into her and relax your muscles.” Cas’s low moan matches mine when his cock fills where I so desperately need him. My walls clench when he jerks, and I feel him take a deep breath before his head drops to the back of mine.

Are they… “Oh my gods, no way! This is so fucking hot.” I wiggle, desperate for movement, and earn a chuckle from Cas.

His laugh cuts short when he hisses. “Relax, prince. You can take it.” My mouth drops open when Casmir bites my shoulder, grunting at whatever Emrys is doing to him. Fuck, I wish I could see. “So. Fucking. Tight.” My eyes roll back at the way Em’s pleasure makes my clit throb painfully.

I turn my head to Cas, smirking at the dazed look he has. When he sees me watching him, he snaps and rushes forward to capture my lips in a rough kiss. He sighs when Em announces he’s all the way in, muttering something about how he knew Casmir’s ass was made for him.

I whimper at their jerky movements, and they cease just before Em’s voice calls to me. “You okay, love?”

“Mhm—just here for the ride.” He laughs darkly before thrusting slowly, his movements forcing Cas to fuck me. “Shit,” I curse to myself, barely able to hold back the pent-up orgasm that is absolutely about to destroy me. The sounds these two are making as they fuck me from fucking each other?

Emrys seems to lose control as he begins pounding into the prince, whose arms tremble next to my head. I lean forward to kiss his fingers—the movement angling his dick just right. My vision goes black as wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me, amplifying when Cas’s release coats my inner walls.

Gods, I could die happy right now.

After a few minutes of catching our breath, we all pull apart and fall next to each other on the bed. “I don’t think that could ever get any better.”

I form no thoughts before I answer, immediately wishing I hadn’t spoken up. “It definitely could. I’m sure bonding just increases our ability to experience each other’s emotions, so I can only imagine how insane that would feel.” Silence. I peek through one eye to find them both watching me with big, insufferable grins on their faces. “Fuck me…are you guys serious?”

Chapter Nineteen

Anellah

“You’re both one hundred percent sure this is what you want?”

“Yes,” they answer at the same time without any hesitation.

“You truly understand that if I’m killed, you will be too?”

“Yes.” Em’s deep tenor and Cas’s slightly lighter voice meld together, swirling in my gut like the worst kind of illness.

I fight the severe urge to run from them and hide myself until they have no choice but to wait until the war is over, but I gave my word and I cannot back out of it.

I look them over, starting with my prince. He sits with his legs crossed in front of me, no indication on his features that the rocky cave floor is hurting his ass as much as it is mine. His nearly black, disheveled hair falls in many directions, as if the strands could not choose which way would suit him best today. Though I know it’s from our joining earlier. Heat creeps up to my cheeks, Cas’s forest eyes seeing everything. He smiles softly at me, giving me time to fully accept what we’re about to do like the kind, selfless, incredible bond he is.

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