Page 27 of The Princess's Chosen

"Don't touch," I reminded him, my body pleading with me tosee reason and get fucked, but Owen only stiffened obediently. I took him in both hands, rolling and massaging his sac as I worked his heavy length until he was painting his own chest with his release as he groaned in my ear. His muscles melted into the chair and threatened to let him slide right out.

"Oh yes, fuck. Fuck, yes," Owen sighed, shuddering as I squeezed the last droplets of cum out of him and swiped them with my fingers, drawing it up to my lips as he watched.

"You really don't want to join?" he asked, but he didn't reach for me.

I absolutelydidwant to, but I shook my head. "Tonight, I only want to watch," I said, before amending with a smile, "Well, and touch a little."

I bent my head to his, and Owen shivered as he stretched, our mouths grazing gently.

"Fucking stars, it's like he's swallowing me whole," Cosmo groaned, and I twisted, leaning into Owen's shoulder to watch the others.

Wendell's hands were gripping tightly to Cosmo's ass, all but forcing Cosmo to fuck his mouth, and even with the mouthful, I could hear my lovely, quiet Chosen moaning wildly. His own ample cock was wavering and jumping against his stomach as Thao gasped and groaned.

"Yes, exactly like that," Thao hissed, hips slapping against Wendell's ass.

I wanted to touch Wendell too, like I had with Owen, but I didn't trust myself on the bed. It would be too easy to jostle and…

And what? Accidentally find yourself riding cock?

Well, yes.

I didn't need to worry. Wendell's heels pressed into Thao's ass, holding him close, and Thao took the opportunity to fill his hands with Wendell's length, doing some kind of flick with his wrist that made Wendell arch his back nearly a foot off the bed.

Owen's arm circled my waist, but he was careful to remain gentle as I gasped and watched the rest of my Chosen as they seemed to claw and carry one another into oblivion, Thao catching Wendell's spurts against his palm. Cosmo's knees shook, and he held himself up with his palms clutching over Wendell's chest before quickly moving away to let Wendell breathe as Thao stiffened and cried out.

They fell together as a heap on the bed, and I smiled at the way Wendell and Thao drew Cosmo in with them. Cosmo was right that I didn't need to be worried yet, and as if we were sharing the same thought, he glanced up and winked at me.

"You don't look as though that helped," Thao said, smirking at me. "Come here, and we'll make it better."

I shook my head quickly, shrugging away Owen's arms but making sure to gift him with a lingering kiss. "Go to bed without me, I'll be there soon."

Cosmo huffed an irritated sigh, and Owen brushed his hand over my cheek, brow folding with worry.

"You were exquisite," I said to him, looking up at the others so they knew the words were shared with them. "It was exactly what I needed."

For now, at least, until we knew it was safe for me to dive headlong back into the delirious magic of the Hunger and my Chosen.

"I'll wait for you," Owen said, and it was firm enough that I knew not to argue, just gifted him another kiss and then moved for the cool bath waiting for me behind the screen.

I shivered and winced as I dipped my foot into the water.

At least you know your own control, I reminded myself, taking a deep breath and restraining my squeak of discomfort as I slipped into the chilly water.

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My fingernail scratchedat the glossy finish of the chair I sat in, poring over the text in my lap. We hadn't found anything specific to the Hunger, but I had been learning a great deal about magic in the past three days as we waited for word from Aric.

Cosmo had urged me that morning to send for Aric, even if I had to use the royal guard itself, but I'd refused.

"You're torturing yourself for nothing," he said.

"I lived many years without indulging the Hunger, I can manage a few more days," I'd answered, ignoring the arch of his eyebrow.

Despite a restful sleep curled up between Owen and Thao, I woke with a pounding headache and a strange combination of gnawing hunger and nausea. Perhaps flaunting my Chosen in front of my Hunger had been a mistake, although I'd enjoyed the show, even if it had left me aching and itchy without my own satisfaction.

I knew I would crack soon, my resolve not to use my Hunger would fail in the face of Cosmo's encouragement or Thao's intentional goading. But at least I'd avoided it for days. That had to count for something.

As long as Aric didn't walk in at the exact moment my resistancefailed, it couldn't make the situation any worse.

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