Page 90 of The Court of Truth

“I can make that go away,” I offer, earning another eye roll as I grin.

“With your dick?”

“Always,” I insist, my grin widening. She knows me too well. “But we could add theirs into the mix too,” I add, waving my hand at the others sprawled on the bed beside me.

“Hmm,” Cassian hums, a surprising hint of amusement in his tone. “A final hurrah before we take on the enemy. Interesting.” Someone is definitely glad to be back here with us. To be back here withher.

Addi tucks her hair behind her ear, nibbling at her bottom lip as she glances at each of us before turning her attention back to the window. “They might come.”

Raiden scoffs. “I’d like you to, all over my dick.”

Fuck.

“That’s my line, asshole,” I grumble, glaring at the vampire, who ignores me as he stares down our woman.

“If you think another group session is being orchestrated and I’m only getting a blow job again you can fuck off,” Kryll grunts, baring his teeth at everyone but Addi. “Not that there’s anything wrong with a blow job, Princess, but?—”

“You’d snap her damn jaw with that thing if you do it too often,” I admit, earning a small huff of laughter from the woman in question.

“Beggars can’t be choosers,” Cassian adds to the mix, and Kryll’s snarl turns into a smirk.

“I’m only a beggar for her, and I’m begging for that sweet cunt around my cock.”

This is what happens when the virgin dragon with a monster cock finally gets laid. He’s insufferable. We all are.

“We’re supposed to be preparing for battle and you’re talking about sex,” Addi states, folding her arms over her chest as she gives each of us a pointed look.

My response is on the tip of my tongue, but Raiden beats me to it. He bolts from the bed, draping his arms around her as he presses his chest against her back, breathing her in as he speaks.

“Troublemaker, do I need to remind you of all the measures we’ve already put in place?” He nips at her earlobe and I grin as her eyes fall to half-mast. He doesn’t give her a chance to respond before he continues with his spiel. “The castle is masked with a detection spell that spreads out for almost four miles in every direction thanks to Brody’s help from the mages,” he starts, and I beam at the mention of my name. “Beau has the soldiers guarding the perimeter, prepared for whatever will come. The wolves are on standby as back up at Cassian’s demand, or maybe Janie’s since she’s feistier than this guy,” he muses, earning a grunt from the alpha in question. “Even Kryll has managed to convince his mother to aid if needed, but we all know it won’t come to that. Since your speech, Flora has been inundated with communications from each and every origin ready to fight at your command. She’s going to have her own entire battle plan alongside this one by the time she’s done.”

Despite his firm words, he caresses his hands over her delicate skin, exposing her stomach as he lifts the hem of her t-shirt.

“It’s a waiting game now, Princess, and waiting in silence doesn’t sound all that fun,” Kryll states, crawling to the end of the bed before he stands, towering over her too. “Besides, I’m taking full credit for the epiphany you woke up with. It definitely had something to do with the royal fucking you got in the?—”

“Don’t finish that sentence,” she blurts, pink cheeks glowing against her complexion.

“Please, we all know he fucked you over the table in the royal council room. I saw the handprints in there this morning,” I state, waving a dismissive hand at her as her jaw falls slack.

“You’re lying.”

“Am not. The poor carvings of Glacial Lake were manhandled,” I insist, watching her cheeks grow darker.

“She can use your face to hold on to if you would prefer,” Kryll offers, raising his eyebrows at me, and I smirk.

“Only if she’s holding on with her pussy.”

Crimson.

Her crimson cheeks are everything.

“Imagine if I spanked your ass to make those cheeks match these cheeks,” Cassian states as he rushes to stand in front of her, stroking his thumb over the flush under her eyes.

“You wouldn’t,” she warns, or is it a dare?

“Want to try?” Cassian asks, cupping her pussy with his next breath, making her back arch as she leans into the touch.

“Spank my ass and I’ll spank you right back,” she warns, the smirk on her lips confirming she likes that idea. Cassian doesn’t falter, though. He just presses his palm flush against her clit through her pants, making her a needy mess before we’ve even started.

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