Page 52 of Sovereign Oaths

He frowned. “I’m sorry.”

Derek and I shared a grin.

“No, it’s fine. Just maybe give them a break?” She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him back down to kiss her.

I dragged my finger down her slit, swirling her arousal over her entrance as I scooted closer and lifted her legs to wrap around my hips. I didn’t give a warning before slamming my cock into her.

She moaned against Cruz, gripping his light brown hair between her fingers.

I set a punishing pace, knowing she was ready for me thanks to Derek’s warm-up. Not that my brother seemed spent. He was standing next to the bed, pumping himself in time with my thrusts.

I smirked and focused back on my princess, digging my fingers into her ass as I made her mine.

Her walls tightened, and with one more drive, she cried out, holding Cruz to her shoulder as she screamed out her release. That pushed me over the edge, and my hips jerked as I came inside her. My chin dropped to my chest. I had to catch my breath, but Cruz had other plans.

“Move over, old man. She’s not done.”

I lowered her hips to the bed and rolled to my side, not recovered enough yet to move as he took my spot. He lifted her legs up, crossing her ankles behind his head.

“Come on, nena. You’ve got one more for me?”

She gasped. “Cruz.”

But he was already buried in her. She fisted the sheets as she threw her head back. “Fuck!”

“You’re not done yet.” Derek moved closer, lowering his arm between them.

She cried out, and I sat up to watch him work her clit while Cruz pushed her legs closed tight around his neck.

“Oh, god!” she whimpered. “I’m going to come!”

“Yes, nena,” Cruz grunted.

Two more pumps, and she screamed loud enough I was positive people three floors down heard her ecstasy.

Cruz’s movements became jerky, and he closed his eyes as he came with her. After he finished, he lowered her legs, and she dropped her arms over her face.

“I think I’m dead.”

“No, princess.” I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach. “You’re ours.”

For now.

We spread out on the bed, recouping, until Javi’s voice broke through the love-drunk haze.

“He’s a monster.”

I sat up, not bothering to cover myself. “Who?”

Javi sat on the corner of the mattress, not bothered by the nudity. It would take a lot more than seeing his brothers and woman together to bother a shifter.

“Fucking Dias.”

Em lifted to one elbow. “What happened?”

He looked at her with indecision in his eyes. He didn’t want to tell her. Was it really that bad?

“Javi,” she pressed.

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