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They were right. A part of me would probably always carry this guilt within me, but I could choose whether to let it twist me or to use it as fuel. I could decide to harness the pain of what had occurred today as a tool to be wielded against evil. At least that way, their deaths wouldn’t have been for nothing. I could avenge them by stopping Titania from hurting others. My mind recognized these truths, facing the emotions as they pulled me through the darkness, but I was so tired.

Another pair of lips found my forehead, pouring more love into me. Another grazed my upper arm. A hand grazed my hip and another my ankle. These men were grounding me, becoming my anchor in the storm of emotions that threatened to have me lost at sea forever. Each touch, each caress poured light and love into me until I could feel my core shaking off the darkness that had entombed it for too long.

My magic was light, pure and scathing, both life and death, depending on how I chose to wield it. I was the shadows and darkness that could bring warmth or create terror. I was fire and ice, water and earth. My magic was all of this and more. It was all within me to be used as I willed. I could either use it to tear others down like Titania, or I could use it to rebuild this world. It was my choice now, and the only thing I wanted in this moment was to feel their love and to show my own in return.

Chapter Twenty Nine: Rhowyn

I wasn’t sure when their touching turned from consoling to seductive, but having them all here with me now, I wanted more. Maybe it had been when I’d decided I wouldn’t be a victim to my circumstances and I wanted to fight, to be the light in Avalon. Or it could have been when Baer offered to be the light for me. Either way, the fact remained: their words and love had finally pierced the fog that had kept me paralyzed. I wasn’t always strong enough on my own, but that was why Avalonia gave me five consorts, so I could turn to them when I wasn’t. They’d carry me until I found my strength again.

Baer laved my skin with his tongue and lips, just below my navel, and instead of being numb to the caress, I arched into the feeling he was giving me. A hand, Arryn’s, ran up my arm from behind me, his fingertips barely grazing my skin. More of a whisper than a touch, but I still felt it deep within my bones.

A finger under my chin had me lifting my head until I was gazing up at Callum’s amber-green eyes, floored by what I saw there, the unspoken promises heady. “Will you let us love you, Rho? Will you let us be your light?” he asked me. Unable to break his line of sight, I nodded in answer. Callum leaned in slowly until his lips were a hairsbreadth away from mine, and I desperately needed him to close the distance. His breath whispered against my lips when he exhaled, but a kiss on my neck had me leaning back into the affection and closing my eyes.

Arryn’s teeth slowly bit down on my shoulder, his bite growing more intense until it was just on the right side of pleasure. He released my skin, kissing the spot he’d just bitten. “Words, my Queen.” His breath exhaled the command.

“Yes,” I whispered my answer, needing them all. I opened my eyes to find them all looking at me expectantly, waiting for my capitulation. Meeting their eyes, I spoke more assuredly, “Yes. I want this. I want you all. Need you all.”

As if my words had broken the floodgates, emotion and affection slammed into me, so much at once that I gasped. Callum’s mouth claimed mine in a bruising kiss, his tongue taking advantage and tangling with mine as he buried his hands in my hair. Arryn continued kissing my neck, then my shoulder. His hands skimmed up my waist, dragging my shirt up slowly. Baer’s mouth worshipped my stomach, my hips, as his tongue lavished my body with praise, doing as he’d promised so long ago.

Once my shirt had been removed, Callum’s kiss only breaking away long enough for it to clear my head, a hand found my breast. Lennox’s hand massaged and tweaked my nipple, earning a muffled moan as I arched into his touch. Hands found my pants and underwear, dragging the last barriers between me and my men from my body. I lifted my hips as Baer’s tongue continued to paint across the flesh before him.

I writhed under all of their attention, no longer able to think as they overwhelmed me. A gentle kiss on the inside of my knee had me gasping again, so wholly unexpected. Brannoc’s mouth continued a leisurely pace up my thigh, and when he reached my apex, he dipped down to start again on the other leg.

A touch just above my clit had me moaning, nearly desperate for one of them to find it and bring me to release. Instead, they continued kissing every spare inch of my body, leaving none of it untouched. My hips undulated as I tried to feel more of each of them, and still, they were relentless.

Brannoc’s tongue swiped up my folds, and I moaned loudly, my voice breaking as I climbed higher, Arryn swallowing my pleasure. Callum kissed along my throat, his teeth nipping at me before his tongue dipped into the space created by my clavicle. Brannoc licked my pussy again as Arryn adjusted and began sucking on a nipple, earning another moan before Lennox claimed my mouth. Brannoc’s tongue dipped inside of me as fingers found my clit starting a slow and circuitous route. Nox bit down on my lower lip just as Baer’s fingers strummed me back and forth, and I cried out in pleasure. Arryn’s tongue laved my nipple while Callum’s head finally dipped to find the other one. Each of them worked my body like experts, wringing every ounce of pleasure from me that they could.

Brannoc’s tongue picked up pace, thrusting in and out of my pussy as Arryn bit my nipple, Callum sucked the other nipple into his mouth, and Baer’s fingers rubbed my clit. All of them worked in perfect synchronization to push me over the ledge. I cried out, ripping my mouth from Lennox’s as my back arched off the mattress, and my vision became spotted.

The assault from their mouths never ceased; instead, it gentled back to loving caresses as they waited for me to drift back down to earth. My chest heaved as my brain demanded oxygen, and my muscles relaxed as I sank back into the mattress. A chuckle had me opening my eyes again. “If you think we’re done, then you are sorely mistaken,” Arryn said in challenge.

“Not sore yet, but she will be when we’re done with her,” Lennox chimed in, earning my first smile since stumbling across the evidence of evil I’d rather forget about. Later. I could dwell on it later. For now, I wanted more of what they were offering me. I stared into his eyes first before shifting my gaze to take in the others. At some point, they had removed their clothes, and I feasted on the sight before me, all of that glorious skin and muscle revealed only for me.

In answer to Lennox’s retort, I rolled over, pushing Callum back until I was straddling him, claiming his mouth. His hands found my hips as I rolled my clit over his erection that was now trapped between us, my hands on his pecs, nails digging in as I took from him. My tongue danced with his as if his kiss held all the answers I was seeking.

A hand on my shoulders pushed me forward until my breasts were flush against Callum’s chest, fingers running down my spine. Arryn’s words pierced the haze of desire that clouded all thought. “Brannoc, take her ass.” Brannoc didn’t argue, simply slipping behind me as Arryn spoke again, “First, get your dick wet with her pussy.”

I moaned at Arryn’s words as Brannoc’s dick teased the lips of my pussy, sliding back and forth between them. I tried to push back onto him, desperate for more, but Callum’s hands clamped down to hold me in place. Still, I wiggled, Callum’s dick straining between us and painting my stomach with precum. Finally, Brannoc’s cock slid in, oh, so very slowly. Inch by inch, he stretched me until he was fully seated, a groan falling from his mouth as I cursed. Having him inside me felt like I was coming home.

He thrust once, twice, as Arryn’s fingers found my clit before splitting to either side of Brannoc’s dick. “So nice and wet, so ready for us all. That’s a good girl. Now, be still and let Brannoc take your ass.” His words stilled me, trained at this point to listen to him for fear of being denied what I really wanted.

Brannoc thrust one more time inside my pussy before pulling out. When he did, Arryn said, “Wait. Rhowyn, I want you to watch as Baer sucks Brannoc’s cock. As he tastes your pleasure on your other mate.” Holy shit!

My head turned eagerly to find Baer right beside me on all four as he bent to take Brannoc’s dick into his mouth. His weight was mostly on the one hand, but the stub helped him balance as he opened up for Brannoc. Callum released one side of my hips, his hand moving to Baer’s dick, sliding a fist down the length of him as Brannoc thrust into Baer’s mouth. Brannoc and Baer both groaned at the pleasure while I watched, so turned on that I didn’t dare move. My eyes were wide, pupils blown because I didn’t want to miss a thing.

“You like that, my Queen?” Arryn’s words whispered into my ear, his lips sucking on the lobe of my ear as I moaned. He pulled back with a smirk. “Lennox, fuck our girl with your fingers so you can help Brannoc lube back up.”

Again, Arryn wasn’t questioned. Nox’s fingers thrust into my pussy that was still on full display, finding my G-spot and earning moans of pleasure from me. He pulled his soaking fingers from me and proceeded to wrap them around Brannoc’s dick. Callum still stroked Baer, whose eyes were swallowed by his pupils as he watched Lennox fist Brannoc.

Someone took my nipple into their mouth, and my eyes closed as I moaned again, the familiar scent wafting up to identify the source. Arryn’s tongue wrapped around the point, sucking hard until I cried out, thrusting my breast further into his ministrations. Pressure on my backside had my focus shifting as Brannoc’s dick started to ease into me. The initial entry burned, and instinct had me tensing against the intrusion.

“This won’t do, my Queen. Lennox, fuck her pussy with your fingers again.” Arryn instructed as Lennox jumped to do as he was told, his long fingers finding their entry without restrictions. He thrust them in and out, curling them over the soft button inside of me until I was moaning again. Brannoc pushed forward again once I had relaxed, sliding in a centimeter at a time, but the burning was easing the further inside he got until, finally, he was fully seated.

“Lennox, stop. Brannoc, don’t move.” Turning my face to his, Arryn asked, “Think you can take more, my Queen?”

I nodded before Arryn’s eyes cut to Brannoc, who promptly slapped my ass. I cried out, “Yes, Sir!”

“That’s my good girl. Callum, it’s your turn,” Arryn said as he pushed me back until I was leaning against Brannoc’s chest, his fingers pinching my nipple once I was in place, earning a moan from me.

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