Page 187 of Gift from the Wing

Fuck me. This isn’t going to be good.

“Let’s just take a minute to cool off, okay? It wasn’t as bad as it may or may not have looked. It was a misunderstanding, and I handled myself just fine.”

“There’s not going to be a misunderstanding when I eat that whole fucking Nexus, Willow,” Draken growls, stepping up beside Corentin.

The murder in his blazing cobalt eyes has my dragon shaking her body out in excitement and I have to shove her and her damn purr back down before she encourages him.

Turning to my most levelheaded of men, my mouth gapes open, then shuts right the hell back when I see the look in Tillman’s emerald eyes.

Shit.

“Tillman, call Ry off. Trex nor Codi did anything. You know that, you all know that. If you let me explain or, hell, I’ll show you, you’ll see everything was okay. Please,” I plead, knowing good and well Tillman’s probably told Ry to take them both to the dungeons or some shit.

“Fine. But he’s on standby if I don’t like what I see,” Tillman agrees after staring into the depths of my begging gaze.

Opening my mind, I lock it around theirs without giving them a warning or a minute to change their minds. If I don’t prove fast that this all went down before Dec knew anything, it’s going to be ugly for Trex and Codi. Dec still may get the shit beat out of him when we find him, but I’ll worry about that then.

The dream is easy to show in just a few seconds, and I blow out a breath of relief as the murderous tension in the room dissolves a slight bit.

I can work it the rest of the way out.

“See everything’s okay,” I say softly as soon as I cut them out of my mind.

“We have different definitions of okay, Primary,” Caspian says coldly.

“Okay, enough is enough. I get it. I got nicked in the face and I’m sorry it worried all of you, but it’s done. I handled myself just fine as you saw, and everything got worked out. Just, everyone, calm down.”

A tsk falls from Corentin’s lips as he turns my head back to face him and the dark smirk he’s wearing makes me press my thighs together.

I don’t exactly know what I said that just provoked him, but I do love it when hismask crumbles.

“You don’t get to tell us when enough is enough, princess. Weren’t you the one who busted into my office and threatened to rip my assistant’s throat out if she took another step toward me?”

A growl passes through my throat faster than I can stop it. It’s out there now, though. They all heard it, so all I can do is own it. “Yes, but she was trying to touch what’s mine.”

“And someonedidtouch what’s mine. After that, you needed to suck my cock to remind me who I belong to. You don’t think we all feel that possessive need? Sexual touch or not, another man had his hands on you with ill intentions. You don’t think we all want to bury our faces and cocks so deep in you, there’s no mistake who you belong to, who’s allowed to touch you?”

Oh, dear sweet Elementra.

“I do belong to you, all of you,” I choke out through my suffocation from the intense looks and dark, delicious intentions floating around the room.

“Yes, you do. And we’re going to make that very clear.”

The highness before me drops to his knees and bows his head until his face is buried in my pussy. The vines around my ankles spread my legs for him, while the shadows lift me up, giving him complete access to eat me out like a buffet.

The rest don’t give me a second to even gasp before they pounce.

Tillman takes my nipple fully into his mouth, causing me to cry out when he bites down lightly on it, but the sound is cut short when electricity shoots through my nerve endings from the chilled lips that capture mine.

Caspian doesn’t take it easy, sweet, or soft as he swallows down my moans. He demands them from me and takes them however he wants.

“That mouth’s gone and done it now, Primary. There won’t be ass spankings or edging. The dragon’s convinced us all you should endure the ultimate pleasure. I can’t wait to see how many orgasms it takes to make you tell us enough is enough again.”

Without another word, instead, with a dark promising chuckle, he dips his head down and latches onto my other nipple, pulling a cry of pleasurefrom my throat. When I throw my head back, it collides with a wall of muscle.

“Don’t worry, sweetness, I’ve given them a few of my tips and tricks on how to make you come the fastest. What I really wanted was a competition to see who could make you come the most, but I think they knew it was a given I’d win,” Draken whispers in my ear before laying kisses up and down my neck.

The stimulations are already too much.

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