Page 183 of Settle Down, Princess

“Say it,” he insisted.

“What do you…?” Her voice trailed away as the tip of my tongue found the tip of her pearl. The elders had been meticulous in teaching us its location and purpose. As it was the primary source of Jess’ pleasure, I intended to lavish all of my attention upon it. “Oh!” Her hands slapped down on my head, making it clear I needed to keep doing exactly this. “Oh, I…”

“Creed licking your pearl with his tongue, is he?” Arik shot me a sidelong look. “Glad to see I don’t need to teach him that, but it’s not always going to be like this. Creed is the sweet one, but the rest of us…” Silas’ hand slid down to collar her throat. I watched him thumb her pulse point as her hips rose up off the bedroll. My claws pricked at her skin, not about to let her get away. “We’re not so nice and if you let Creed claim you, then you are letting us claim you too. If we were all wolf shifters, we’d take turns, rutting you into this bedroll as you screamed out your pleasure, then sinking our fangs into your skin, but my teeth are far too blunt.” His lips peeled back to reveal them. “We’ll have to settle for marking you in other ways.”

Arik turned then, shooting me a steady look before sitting down beside me. He watched me lick and suck at Jessalyn’s pearl then slid his hand down her thigh. Initially it was as if he couldn’t stop touching that feather smooth skin. He continually rubbed that place before his hands moved. I could feel them brush against me, right as he found the core of her.

“Making you feel us right up here…”

Her breath came out in a slow shudder, her eyes wide as she stared into Silas’ gaze.

“You’ll feel us long after, right up inside you, because we’ll leave a mark,” my brother, the Raven’s son, explained. “Just as you left one on me. Every time you move, every time you curtsey so prettily, you’ll feel the ache left from where we are. You’ll come to crave it I’m sure, needing that ache to be soothed, your cunt to be filled repeatedly, and while you walk around with your ladies-in-waiting or sit on the throne beside Arik, I’ll know that’s what you’re feeling.”

“Too late…” She ground that out right as she pressed my face deeper inside her, Arik’s fingers pushing in behind me. “I already do.”

Gods, yes, this. The need to rut my mate made my nuts boil, my knot hurt so damn much, but I persisted. Her before me, always. I followed every thrust of her hips, meeting every one of my licks and Arik’s strokes. My fangs felt swollen in my gums, the need to snap down around her pearl and mark her in her most intimate place pushing hard, but I was in control. No pain for my girl, that was what I promised and so I delivered. My tongue flickered faster, creating a tension that thrummed inside her. Her whole body vibrated with it, right before this.

“Oh! Oh gods, Creed!”

From this angle, I felt every one of the waves of pleasure as they hit her body. They had her gasping out something guttural with each pulse.

“There’s a good girl…” Silas crooned. “Coming all over Creed’s face.” His hand smoothed down her neck, past her breasts and then pressed down on her stomach. “But it’s not enough, is it?”

“No…!”

The response was torn from Jessalyn, forcing her to tear away from Roan and Silas and rise up in front of me. Arik pulled his fingers free, licking them like a cat before smiling down at the two of us.

“Claim her, brother. Bite deep into all of that pretty white flesh because you need to claim her for all of us. Make clear who she belongs to, so as to warn off anyone who’d even dare look sideways at our mate.”

I let out a growl at that idea, but before I could move, she threw herself at me, climbing onto my lap, my vision starting to go white as her hand curled around my knot. One squeeze and I was hers, wholly and solely, pulling her close and sobbing into her shoulder right before she rose up.

And plunged down.

The wolf and I were in perfect accord. There was no place on earth we’d rather be. I held her tightly against me, not able to allow even a tiny crack of air between our bodies. She was mine, I cried as our hips moved. Pulling out of her was agony, but it made everything all the sweeter once we slammed back together.

“Mine…” I whispered against her lips, the two of us unable to muster the focus to kiss now. “Mine… Mine!”

Our eyes snapped open as I thrust as deep as I dared, my knot grinding against her entrance.

“Yours…” she agreed, slamming her mouth down on mine.

Chapter 104

Silas

I did so love the bright bite of pain that came from a knife blade sliding across my skin, but this? Watching my brother claim the one woman he was destined to be with hurt so much more. My heart was full to overflowing that they’d managed to find their way to each other. My eyes ached from seeing them rut, my own cock leaking treacherously as I remembered exactly how it felt. He had to be thinking his bollocks were about to boil over, feeling her silken heat. But most of all it hurt because I knew what this meant.

Arik’s eyes found mine, making clear he was one step ahead of me. By claiming Jessalyn now, we made her a much bigger target. Magnus wanted her as a means to torment Arik, but my father… The whole of The Guild would develop an interest in my mate. Arik and I knew dangerous people who were always on the lookout for points of pressure to apply on those they wished to blackmail and we’d just given them the perfect target. Now that the lesson had been taught, he moved. We all did, unable to stay away for long, not as the two of them moved together.

That was the problem. The easiest thing to do would’ve been to surrender Jessalyn to the king. The smartest thing would’ve been to use the network of Guild chapters around the continent to get Jessalyn out of Khean and away from here. The safest would’ve been to return her to the packlands to wait for us to be done with all of the business, letting her stay with Creed’s family until the king was dead and Arik had taken the throne. Instead we were here. Creed pledged everything he had to Jessalyn with each stroke and that was what had us clustering closer.

Kissing her shoulders, tracing our hands down her sides, we were like a pack of vampires feeding off their bliss, but we couldn’t seem to help it. It’d taken control like iron to keep my hands off her in Stormare, but I’d used it all up. I couldn’t fight this anymore and neither could Jess or Creed, so I pressed my lips to her shoulder and listened.

To her gasps of pleasure and his, the sounds growing louder and more frenzied. I felt like I was being tugged along with it, her moans a silken hand pulling at my cock. Perhaps that was why I unlaced my pants, freeing the part of me that ached the most, my own grip too rough, unsatisfactory after feeling her touch those nights before. When my fingers pressed into the almost healed scratch she’d left in my groin though, I was transported.

I was the one fucking her, one long stroke after the other. I was the one making her moans turn into whines. I was the one causing her whole body to stiffen. But I wasn’t really, and when she felt the press of me into her side, she pulled her lips away from Creed and stared into my eyes.

Gods, she was beautiful.

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