Page 179 of Court of the Fae Princes

For some reason, it’s hard to catch my breath. I sit back down on the edge of the bed, feeling lost.

Sulien kneels down in front of me and takes my hands. “It’s okay, Cassia. We’re okay, and you’re okay.”

No, we’re not. “If I’d just figured all of this out sooner. If I’d just said yes–”

“If I’d just told everyone the truth,” he offers, an apology in his eyes.

No, this isn’t what I want. I feel bad, I don’t want to make Sulien feel bad. So much in our past is surrounded by complications and uncertainty. I just want things to be focused on the here and now.

I straighten my spine, trying to let go of my guilt, even though it doesn’t entirely work. “You’re right. You’re right. We already covered this. We know we suck at communication, and we’re going to work on it, so our kids have a happy family.”

“And we’re going to have so many kids,” Forrest says with a grin. “But my son will be the largest.”

“Or daughter,” I tell him with a look of annoyance.

His expression in return is horrified. “If we have a daughter, she sure as hell better look like you!”

Cobar laughs. “Can you imagine a female version of Forrest?”

Everyone laughs, and my heart eases.

Sulien rises from his knees and kisses me again, long and hard. “We need to get you focusing on the present, not the past.”

I sigh and decide to be honest. “I have no idea how I’m going to do that.”

He lifts a brow. “I do.”

I feel my nipples harden at the low timber of his voice. Hell, if he’d looked at me like that the day I offered to bathe him, we’d have skipped a lot of steps because I would’ve been forced to nail him right then.

He leans in closer and his scent washes over me, the scent of herbs, probably from his healing bath, but I find I like it now. He cups my face, his fingers moving restlessly against my skin until his thumb lingers on my lips. I lick my lips, and his gaze jumps to my mouth. Heat moves between us until the desire to kiss him is palpable. I feel like I’m losing my mind, like there’s nothing I’ve ever wanted more than his kiss.

The muscles in his jaw twitch. He closes his eyes and swallows, and I swear he’s counting in his head. But why? Why is he putting this off?

Reaching forward, I stroke his chest slowly, and his intense eyes open and fall on me. He leans forward and kisses me, pressing me back against the bed as he does so, until he’s on top of me. And now, it’s clear how much he’s been enjoying what we’ve been doing. Despite his injuries, he’s hard as rock, and I’m not at all minding the feeling of him pressing between my thighs.

It’s strange, kissing him, being lost in his touch. His mouth is hard and possessive, he seems to know exactly what to do to turn me on. To make my head spin. He kisses me like it’s the last time he’ll ever kiss a woman, and he wants to make it last forever.

My nipples harden further. The thin fabric of the gown is not nearly enough fabric to separate us, or perhaps too much, I don’t know any longer. All I know is that his hot, hard body against me feels better than any of my dreams.

He lifts himself, creating space between us, then pushes up the fabric of my dress. I gasp against his lips, feeling the cool air against my inner thighs. And then he breaks our kiss.

The bed shifts, and I blink my eyes open, head spinning. Cobar is lying on one side of me. Zane on the other. And in front of me, Forrest is slowly undressing. I’m not sure exactly what’s going to happen, but my gaze is locked on the big man with auburn hair as his shirt drops onto the ground, and then he starts working the buttons on his pants.

When that fabric hits the ground, I’m left staring. Staring at a gigantic, erect man who seems to know just how impressive his cock is. Grinning, he reaches down and begins to stroke himself while staring at us. I’m about to react, I don’t know how, when Sulien slides down my body.

I only have a second to realize what’s about to happen when his lips are pressing into me. My legs jerk, and he grabs them, wrapping them around his shoulders as he presses deeper, working his way into my sensitive inner folds. My head goes back. I reach down and grasp his hair.

But they’re not done. These wicked men want more.

Zane finds my lips next. His cold mouth is on mine, awakening my nerves in an entirely different way. His tongue slips into my mouth, and he seems to work in unison with Sulien, who licks my core slowly. My body jerks and shifts, aware of every flick of their tongues and every touch of their bodies.

I feel someone start to undo the buttons between my breasts. Their hand is warm against my skin, but their progress is slow. Cobar suddenly curses, and then he grasps the fabric of my dress and tears it open.

Hands find my breasts. I arch into them, then jerk again as Sulien sucks my most sensitive nerves. It’s all… too much. So much, but so good at the same time.

Cobar’s lips find my breast, and I gasp against Frost’s lips. I feel the bastard grin, and then he slides down, and his cold lips are on my other breast. My hands, somehow thrown at my side now, reach for their heads and hold them in place as they lavish every inch of me.

Time stands still as my body heats up. It’s just like before. Only better.

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