Page 89 of The Dark, Dead, Deep

“That’s exactly what you can do,” Shay insisted.

I rolled my eyes. “I have yet to reach my magical majority, so there isn’t much to be done about it anyway.”

Shay closed his eyes in frustration. “Every time I think you have allowed me to see behind that mask, you simply don another one.” His words were clipped.

“Oh?” I replied sardonically. “I didn’t melt in your arms, so I must be deceitful?”

Shay glanced over his shoulder at the other two men as if to plead for help.

“I can’t see why I am the subject of this hunt for sexual energy,” I groused. “Why can’t two of you bed each other instead?”

A twinkle gleamed in Shay’s eye. “If that is what you wish, Lady Cruinn.”

I tilted my nose in the air but said nothing as I swung my legs from the side of the bed and used the momentum to swim to the corner of the room.

Without a word, Shay lifted his hand and crooked his finger towards both men. Rainn and Tormalugh exchanged a look as if silently deciding who would go. My chest heaved with nerves, and though I did not want to admit it, the thought of the two princelings engaging in anything made my fingers tingle and my face feel hot. I was strung from whatever magic Shay began to weave through his touch. Only the mention of undine magic and the reminder that my uncle had used that magic to hurt Cormac had doused my ardor.

Rainn swam forward, a swagger in his gait as he reached the bed and shot me a wink before leaning over Shay where he sat and placing a light kiss against the nymph’s plush bottom lip.

My breath whistled through my lips, nose, and gills as the two men kissed with closed mouths for a moment before Rainn pressed his body forward, silently urging Shay into submission as Rainn’s tongue parted Shay’s lips.

I was close enough to see every minute action as Shay’s tongue reached out and rolled over Rainn’s. Rainn sighed and lifted his hands to cup the nymph’s face. Shay’s cheeks flushed. Both men closed their eyes, though Shay’s were tight, like his entire body. Rainn was the opposite, languid and lazy in his ministrations. I would have expected the contrary based on their creeds.

I stood in the corner, watching, a voyeur to an intimate moment that made my skin feel too hot and tight. I had forgotten that Tormalugh was a silent spectator, and we stood close enough that I could reach out and grip his hand if I so chose. Instead, I kept my eyes fixed forward as if I could forget that Tormalugh was my comrade in a moment that felt too private to be involved in.

Shay’s back bowed as if Rainn’s entire weight was upon him as their kiss deepened, yet somehow, the nymph stood up and eased his bum onto the edge of the bed. Rainn propped a knee between Shay’s legs as he moved the nymph’s head to the side as if arranging him how he would like.

Breathless, the two men broke apart for a moment, their eyes fixed on each other as if they couldn’t believe that had just happened and how they had both gotten onto the bed, with Shay propped up on the bed and Rainn ready to crawl over him like a predator feasting on prey.

Rainn’s sky-blue eyes flicked to mine as he swiped his thumb over his bottom lip. “Do you prefer to watch, princess?”

I crossed my arms over my chest and turned away, hoping my hair hid the blush working its way up my face.

Rainn chuckled and turned back to Shay. “Do you have enough energy?”

Shay glanced at Cormac. “Perhaps we should keep going.” He gestured to his groin and the tight leathers that he wore.

With a furrowed brow, I followed his hand, realizing that he was gesturing to his rather prominent erection. My eyes quickly darted away.On Belisama’s big blue balls, I was as green as they came. As still as water without a tide.

Shay reached up and gripped Rainn’s head, tangling his fingers in Rainn’s wavy, tarnished silver locks. Shay pulled Rainn down until their lips met again, and Rainn let out a low and throaty moan that made every hair on my body stand up. Without thought, I stepped back, wincing as my hip collided with the armoire, though I didn’t make a sound lest the two men stop kissing.

Rainn made himself at home between Shay’s legs, propping himself up using his arm as Shay reclined until Rainn hovered over him. Rainn had somehow managed to tilt his body so I could see his front and Shay’s body as well—I got the impression that it was intentional.

Tormalugh cleared his throat, but the kelpie did not meet my eyes when I looked at him.

I wanted to say anything to break the tension, but I couldn’t draw away from the moment as Shay’s magic turned the air heavy with lust.

Rainn’s hand pushed Shay’s shirt up, revealing every contour of the man’s stomach. Muscular and hard. The selkie’s fingers danced, and Shay’s stomach clenched as Rainn’s hand drew lower and lower towards the nymph’s erection.

My hand curled into a fist, and I couldn’t tell if it was because I wanted to be either Shay or Rainn. The giver or the receiver.

I blinked, and Rainn pulled Shay’s leathers over his buttocks, allowing his cock to spring free. Large and straight, I barely got more than a glimpse of it as Rainn wrapped his hand around Shay’s member and twisted his wrist over the angry red mushroom of a head.

I had not seen a cock up close before, save for when Moira and I had spied on the guards during their endurance training—when Troid Sídhe had to complete an assault course without clothing or weapons. Though watching a male Sídhe climb a wall was an entirely different kettle of fish. For one, the men on the assault course had been limp and small, like sea cucumbers.

I had to imagine that Shay was quite large, as Rainn could barely wrap his fist around him.

Rainn began to pump, and Shay threw his head back with a low groan and gritted teeth—his hips rising up to meet Rainn’s hand with every pump as if Rainn’s fist was a hole he wanted to fuck.

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