Page 121 of Kingdom of Crowns and Daggers

Keeping my expression open, I allow him to see the truth in my eyes. “I knew you would stop me.”

“Yes, I would have, and if you had left, I would have dragged you back,” he snaps, tilting his head to one side like a predator eyeing up his prey. “You were going to leave us.”

The hurt and accusation in his voice almost breaks me. “Because I had completed my part of the—” My explanation is quickly cut off.

“Those excuses do not wash with me. Joha told me what you said to him, about not wanting to hurt him and his duty.” Anger flashes in his eyes, and darkness hovers over him. “You cannot leave us, ever.” He steps closer, his body now pressing against mine as he pins me against the wall, caging me in.

I could easily escape if I wanted to, but this dominant side of him always gets me worked up. My lips turn up in a taunting smile as I feel his hard cock through his trousers.

His eyes gleam and his lips twitch for a moment before returning to a stern expression. “Do you understand?”

“I am not sure. You might have to explain it to me in more detail,” I tease, pressing my hands against his chest to feel his muscles moving beneath my fingers. I fucking love how strong Orion is and how firm he feels when I touch him, and I am not just talking about his cock.

He stares at me for a moment, desire fighting with his anger before the first wins.

His hand slips under the waistband of my skirt and cups me through my underwear. He growls as he feels the wetness that waits for him there, then he rubs his fingers over my slick folds. Gasping at the sensation, I lean my head back against the wall. It feels so good, and he’s not even fully touching me yet. As though hearing my thoughts, he roughly pulls my underwear to one side, his large hand covering me. He coats his finger in my arousal before plunging it deep inside my cunt.

I cry out at the sensation, the abrupt roughness of the action making my back arch and my nails dig into his chest. It hurts but in the best way, and I fucking love it.

His head lowers to mine. He swallows each jagged breath I release as he pushes a second thick finger inside me, curling them as he pumps into me with a ferocity that makes my eyes roll into the back of my head.

“You. Are. Mine,” he grunts with each brutal thrust of his fingers. “Is that clear enough for you?”

I am his, and he is mine, whether that be as betrothed, queen, or assassin.

I’m close to coming. My breath is coming in ragged pants as I rock my hips into his touch, holding onto Orion’s shirt for dear life.

The door pushes open, and Joha steps into the room. “Good morning, betrothed. Are you ready to . . .” He doesn’t see us at first, but when he does, he trails off, his eyes locked on where Orion’s hand is buried below my skirt.

“Your Majesty,” Orion greets formally, dipping his head in a practiced greeting, his hand still moving between my legs.

I am still pinned to the wall, my cheeks red and my body aching with need. I whine as my orgasm fades away. “My king,” I greet with a mocking grin as I spread my legs wider when Orion stills. I hope he’ll carry on and finish what we started.

There is an awkward moment as none of us move, not sure what the protocol is here. I desperately want them both, my pussy clenching tightly at the thought. I know that Orion is going to defer to the king though. I am actually surprised he hasn’t already stepped away and apologised. The three of them have spoken about all wanting to be in my life romantically, but have they discussed sharing me sexually?

Thankfully, Joha does not keep us hanging, glancing at me with a smug smile on his face. “Please, do not stop on my account. This seems important.”

Orion hesitates, glancing between Joha and me as though waiting for one of us to say that we are joking before we make him wait outside.

“You better not keep the king waiting,” I croak out, my voice tight with desperation as I lick my dry lips.

This seems to snap him out of his trance, his fingers moving inside me again. He’s holding back, though, his movements slower and more careful as he claims my lips. We kiss deeply, fully aware of our audience, and I wonder when he is going to finger fuck me like before. It is what I want—no, it is what I need.

Biting down on his lip hard enough to draw a growl from him, I dig my fingers into his chest. “More.”

This seems to snap his control, and he slams his fingers in me as I cry out, loving the feeling of him stretching me. With Joha watching every moment as his best friend pleasures me, it is not long before I am on the brink of orgasm once more. Orion must feel it, as he slides another finger into me, pushing me over the edge.

I do not bother to hold back my cry of pleasure as the orgasm slams through me, making me shudder with each pulse of my cunt clamping down on Orion’s fingers.

“Good girl. Next time you try to leave, I won’t let you come,” he grumbles, his eyes sparkling. He knows the effect those words have on me. Pulling his fingers from me, he lifts them to his mouth and sucks off my arousal.

All I can do is lean against the wall as I attempt to catch my breath and recover from that earth-shattering orgasm. I reach up and start to unbutton my jacket and blouse, watching as Orion silently strips too. A silent message passes between us. We aren’t going to stop, and we aren’t going back. There is no going back. We want each other, so despite the fact that our king is here, we will not hide.

The two of us are naked, precum glistening on the head of his cock. The only thing left to remove is the tiara resting on my head. As I reach for it, there is a movement out of the corner of my eye, stopping my action.

“No, keep the crown on.”

Joha’s sharp command makes me shudder in pleasure, and I smile as I hold my head high, the jewels glistening in the light. Orion finally steps back, his possessive stare on me the entire time, and I am able to see Joha.

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