Page 34 of Tortured Royals

“You have been an asshole,” I say slowly, licking my lips as I think of what to say. “And there definitely are a few things you can do to make it up to me, but…” my expression becomes more serious, “I’m not going to reject you.”

He looks confused. “Why?”

“Because I’m starting to realize why Lady Fate matched us all.”

“And why would that be?”

I shrug. “Because who else would she match with such broken individuals?”

The hint of a smile touches his golden lips. “Only an extremely tolerant and insanely beautiful she-demon?”

I snort. “I meant all of us. For a long time, Shade has been the only one I’ve really felt close to,” I admit. “My father only cares about making me stronger, more powerful, and prepared for life as a demon royal. I’m sure that’s his way of showing his affection, but it’s not until I met the rest of you that I realized…” I take a deep breath, “that there’s more to family than blood.”

Prince Callan watches my face, and my cheeks flush.

“So, I guess, this is my way of saying that despite your crappy attitude, somehow, I still…care,” I blurt, suddenly feeling silly. “But I swear, you betray us again, and you’ll learn the meaning of true regret.”

The look on Prince Callan’s face chases away my embarrassment and makes my heart squeeze. He stares at me like I’m the most perfect being he’s ever laid eyes on, and he can’t believe I’m in front of him. Tears make his eyes glassy, but he blinks them away.

He’s on his feet in an instant, and I’m in his arms before I realize what’s happening. He presses a kiss to the side of my head. “I swear to you, Princess Blake, I’ll spend my life proving that I’m worthy of you. Of us.” His lips drag lower, and he kisses just below my jaw. “And I will never stop showing you, howmuch I have wanted you from the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

A brisk wind whips around us, making the flames dance in the fireplace, and teasing my hair.

I can hardly breathe when there’s a shout from down the hallway. “Hey! Stop makin’ it breezy in here,” Nate calls out.

Laughter bursts from me, and Prince Callan smiles. There’s still darkness shadowing his eyes, but it’s a real smile, and my heart flutters at the sight of it. It’s weird being in the prince’s arms, but at the same time, it feels so natural, like our bodies have known each other for a long time. His scent of crisp apple and bergamot smells stronger than usual, and as he carries me down the hallway toward the others, he holds me possessively like he never intends to let me go.

I’m still not entirely used to being carried, but I can tell he needs this, so I don’t protest.

When we enter the washroom, the other three are in the massive pool that stretches across the back wall. They’re all naked, but they stand on opposite sides, like they’re purposely keeping their distance from one another. Prince Callan places me on my feet, and my heart races as he starts undressing me, peeling off my layers slowly while my mates watch intently.

When I’m naked, Prince Callan strips off, tossing his clothes to the side, then he lifts me again and carries me into the pool. The water is warm as it licks against my skin, and when we reach the middle of the pool, I expect Prince Callan to release me, but he only kneels down and holds me there.

I turn my head toward him, and his lips go to mine. For the first time, he kisses me like he’s not holding back. It’s a punishing, desperate kiss that leaves me gasping for air. And when our lips finally break apart, he kisses a trail down my neck, one of his hands finding one of my wings. His fingers trail alongthe sensitive membrane, and I whimper, still not used to the sensation.

Nate prowls toward me, the pair of them focusing solely on me. My shifter’s chest starts rumbling as he moves closer, and then I’m between them. Prince Callan lowers me, and my arms wrap around Nate’s neck as I kiss him. His hands press into my back as he devours my mouth, and then he lets me go, letting me kiss Prince Callan again as he comes up from behind. His hard cock prods at my ass, and my eyes shoot wide as I think of how his barbs would feel there.

“Don’t get any ideas,” I warn him, because as good as his barbs feel, that isn’t something I’m willing to try. Not yet, anyway.

Nate chuckles and kisses my shoulder, his teeth dragging against my skin and making me shiver. “Oh, I have so many ideas, gorgeous,” he rumbles, and he bites down, his teeth sinking in. I let out a small cry, but the noise is swallowed when Prince Callan captures my mouth with his. His hand pushes my legs apart, and his fingers slide to my center. Teasing, testing, and making me squirm.

Reaching around, Nate squeezes my breasts, rubbing his thumbs over my hardened nipples, and I moan as Prince Callan massages my clit, the pair of them working me into a shivering mess. Prince Callan pushes the tips of his fingers into me, and I buck my hips, wanting more.

Instead of giving me what I want, the prince pulls back, teasing my clit again, and I squirm in their hold.

Nate chuckles. “Knew he’d be fun when he finally came around,” he purrs in my ear. Before he knows what’s happening, I turn my head, biting Nate’s lower lip. “And yet, if one of you doesn’t fuck me soon, you’ll be kicked out of this pool,” I tell him sweetly.

Not far from us, Mason and Dante watch me with heated stares, their hands below the water.

I’m about to suggest swapping with them, when Prince Callan lifts me up higher, his hands gripping under my thighs. He positions me so I can feel the slide of his hard cock as he teases up and down my center. Nate is behind me, and he grips Prince Callan’s cock guiding it.

“Do you want this, gorgeous?” Nate purrs in my ear. “Do you want this cock inside you? Makin’ you scream?”

My mouth falls open as he angles Prince Callan’s cock, and the head pushes into my pussy before he stops.

I whimper, and my legs shake as need drives me crazy.

“Yes,” I gasp, and I’m starting to feel tempted to take matters into my own hands, when Prince Callan’s hooded gaze goes to my face.

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