“A complication.”

His voice was thoughtful now, but that didn't fool me. Mathen’s fingers moved on my swollen clit and together they brought me again to the precipice, then backed away.

Constin lowered himself to his side and took my breast, suckling my tender nipple.

“We know it's not malicious disobedience,” Constin said, nibbling my breast, my collarbone. He didn’t touch my neck. “You focus once you make a decision, and you think you’re safe.Toosafe.”

The trio stared at me with a particular kind of anger and frustration in their eyes.

It confused me. “But shouldn't I feel safe when the three of you are protecting me? I don't understand.”

Andrei closed his eyes.

“Growing pains, Drei,” Constin murmured.

“She didn't intend to break her word, my Lord,” Mathen said quietly. “She did only speak to her friends for a few minutes, and not far from the transport. They took exception to an insult from a malcontent rival and defended her—she would not leave until certain they were uninjured.”

Andrei listened, at least a part of him. A part strong enough that his eyes were clearing, though not of lust but that other emotion, the one that scared his luudthen and made me think he was about to end our relationship in the worst possible way—for me.

“Perhaps leniency is called for,” Andrei said finally. He kissed the inside of my thigh. “You want me?”

“I will strangle you if you don’t finish this.”

Andrei laughed, the others chuckling. I’d never live this down. The memory of how they’d seduced me into submission simplyby being themselves—a walking buffet waved under the nose of a starving woman.

“Andreien?” Constin said.

“I am. . .closer to myself.” Andrei glanced at my face. “I won’t hurt her.”

Constin nodded and rolled onto his back, flinging an arm over his eyes as he let out a harsh breath. Mathen eased away as Andrei lay me flat on the carpet. He lowered, rubbing his cheek on my stomach. I tried not to remember that the stomach was dinner of choice for some predators.

“That was close,” Constin muttered.

Mathen made a noise of agreement. “Should we withdraw?”

Constin flipped to his feet and glanced at Mathen under the tousled curtain of his silver hair. “Leave them and attend me, luudthen.”

It was a deep, silky invitation under an enticing command and I carefully exhaled. Andrei glanced at me, a knowing curve on his lips, dark hair partially veiling his crafty eyes.

“But what if I need you again?” I asked, letting my bottom lip tremble and my eyes widen. A single tear trailed down my cheek. They’d said not to. . .beguile them. . .but implied I could use ordinary wiles. Not that I needed to try that hard. “Can’t you stay?”

Con gave me a long, considering look while Mathen’s red cheeks darkened. His eyes glanced off my face, then he looked over Constin’s shoulder.

“Their cocks aren’t coming anywhere near your pussy,” Andrei said, and nipped my stomach. “But they can stay if you want to play with them. Or watch them play.”

“Have you ever watched Fae warriors fuck each other?” Constin asked, his voice kind. “It can be. . .” he looked up at the ceiling as if trying to find a softer word than the one that was the complete truth.

“Brutal?” My voice was dry. “I think that’s been made abundantly clear.”

“Hmm.” He glanced at Mathen, who shrugged, still not looking at me. “Why are you blushing, luudthen? Ah. . .you’ve never pleasured yourself for a High consort’s amusement, have you?” Constin chuckled. “So reserved.”

“The carpet isn’t fun anymore, Andrei,” I said.

My bonded hauled us both up, throwing me over his shoulder. He caressed my bottom, then slapped it. “Come, lovers. Don’t forget. You can do anything she desires, but no one will have her but me.”

“I’d like to know when you’re going to rescind that rule,” Constin asked, trailing behind us. He fluffed his long hair. I braced my arms and half lifted myself up so I wasn’t dangling. “She seems amenable.”

“I’ll revisit the rule after our first child,” Andrei said. “Her first must be my bloodline Heir, and probably the second.”