Page 22 of Of War and Realms

“Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to see that side of us—but she just makes me so fucking crazy.” Casmir and Emrys haven’t said anything the entire way here, instead just letting me basically scold myself.

A gentle force pushes at my legs, spreading them before a warm body enters the additional space. Leather floats over me as Emrys grabs my hands, pulling until I’m sitting up, practically shoving his face into my breasts.

“Love, you did so fucking well. I’m so proud of you for standing up to her.” His hands graze my hips, and I arch into the touch.

Running a hand through his curly, chocolate hair, I smile as I remember the first time I touched it. I wanted to feel it so badly. I thought I was crazy—having no idea that it was our bond attempting to pull us together. The strands are just as soft and luscious as they were then. My finger trails down his face, landing over his smiling lips. He looks at me with such adoration that it’s impossible to not fall in love with him all over again.

Grabbing his face, I lean forward to kiss him. His tongue catches the half-groan, half-squeal I let out when he yanks me down from the bed so that I’m sitting on his knees.

I hear the shower turn on, a little disappointed Casmir isn’t joining. But that thought crumples into oblivion when Em’s movements turn frantic. He grinds me on his thigh, attacking my lips with such ferocity it’s intimidating. I suck in a breath when his hand slips into my loose-fitted pants, immediately cupping the growing wetness.

His mouth leaves mine, trailing down my neck, finding every sensitive place possible. I breathe heavily, basking in the perfect things he makes me feel.

“I want you to come all over my hand, love. Because I’m about to go meet with your parents, and I want them to be very aware of who you belong to. I want your scent all over me, so there’s no mistaking that I just fucked their daughter and there is nothing they can do to get her back.” I shudder, leaning into him as he bites my neck and shoves two fingers inside me.

I grip his shoulders like handles and enjoy the ride as he fucks me hard. His hand moves quickly, slapping against my clit loudly with every thrust.

“Gods, Em,” I whimper, rolling my hips in time with his hand.

“That’s it. Soak me, Nell.” I bite his shoulder, feeling like a sentient fountain as I come. I moan shakily, wave after wave of arousal sliding out of me. If I didn’t know any better, I would think Emrys had water magic and was just messing with me. He hums, circling his fingers until I’m begging him to stop.

I sit back when he carefully pulls his hand out, my jaw dropping at the pool of cum in his cupped palm. He gives me a proud smirk.

Insufferable male.

“What are you doing?” My jaw unhinges again when he spreads my liquid scent across his chest, neck, throat, and cheeks. He runs some up his arms and shakes it through his hair. When he’s satisfied that every part of him is wearing me like a custom perfume, he finishes by sucking his fingers clean.

That was unbelievably sexy.

“You are the filthiest male I have ever met,” I breathe, leaning in to taste myself on his tongue. He pulls back, rubbing his lips against mine.

“And you love it.” Heat blooms under my skin, confirming just how right he is.

“I do.”

He gives me one last kiss before lifting me back onto the bed. “I have to go. I’ll see you two in a bit.”

Just as the captain strides out of the room, the shower turns off. I walk over to the bathroom, creaking open the door. Of course it’s impossible to sneak up on either of them, but that’s fine. I just wanted to ogle his delicious body before he dresses. I bite my lip when I step in, getting the sudden urge to lick up every drop of water running down his body.

Who knew I’d ever be jealous of a towel?

“Enjoying the view, princess?”

My skin heats, and I fail at preventing the giddy smile from cresting my lips. “Oh, I am very much enjoying the view.” His eyes meet mine, and I am captivated by the extra gold speckled in with the forest green. He smirks, not bothering to hide his appreciation as he takes in my body—even though I’m fully clothed.

“Join me for a swim?” he asks, though there’s more of a challenge in his words than a question.

“Hm.” I purse my lips, tapping my finger on my chin. “That depends.”

“On what?”

“Will this ravishing view be available there as well?” A mischievous look crosses his features as he closes the distance between us. It takes everything in me not to look at—or reach for—the bulge pressing into my abdomen.

“How about this? You hide us from prying eyes, and this ravishing view will stay available all the way there?” I dissolve into a fit of laughter, resting my forehead on his hard, very defined, mouthwatering…

Gods, Nell. It’s just his collarbone.

I shake it all away, focusing on his smiling face once more. If I had a nickel for every time one of my males looked at me as if I am the sole reason they’re alive, I would be the wealthiest being to ever live.

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