Page 54 of Tortured Royals

His eyes sparkle in the light as he stares at me. “Them?”

“Your wings,” I say. “It’s weird, right? Being like this.” As if to punctuate my point, my tail flicks around, tightening on one of his legs possessively.

Prince Callan’s lips quirk up. “From the moment I met you, life has been…unexpected, my Ahalian Touizda.” His eyes soften, his expression becoming serious. “But you accepted me even after I proved myself to be unworthy, and life is much sweeter now that I can have you. I trust you, even when it comes to my wings.” His tail wraps around my leg mimicking the way my tail acted.

“Oh, don’t start soundin’ like Mason,” Nate groans. “It’s hard enough keepin’ up with that guy.”

Prince Callan grins. “Don’t worry, there’s plenty of our mate to go around. I doubt she has favorites.”

Nate chuckles, and he leans down, gently biting my earlobe. “Is he right, gorgeous? No favorites?” His hand snakes around my hip, sliding to the front of my short dress, and between my thighs. My breathing quickens as he pushes my panties to the side and runs his fingers up and down my center. My mates crowd around me, and my body tightens as the music pounds in my ears like it’s keeping time with my rapid heartbeat.

“Nate,” I rasp as he teases me with his fingers, the hard press of his body behind me.

“Yes, my queen?” he purrs in my ear.

“We don’t have time for this. We’re supposed to be finding a way to watch the meeting.” I attempt to wiggle free, but I don’t try too hard. Nate’s hold on me feels too good, and I can’t stop thinking about his fingers between my legs.

“Relax. I’ve already got it sorted,” the shifter tells me. “We just need to stay here for a little while longer.”

“Why? What have you figured out?”

My shifter ignores my questions, his fingers relentlessly torturing my clit. I lean back against him and Prince Callan presses in closer to my front, his hands sliding up my arms as he kisses my neck.

“Not helping,” I chastise the archangel.

Prince Callan shares a look with Nate, and then he turns his head like he’s checking something in the crowd.

“The meeting’s about to start,”Dante’s voice sounds in our heads.“Are you in position?”

“Time to go,”Nate says with a shit-eating grin. He pushes two fingers deep inside me, making me gasp before pulling them out, and taking a step back from me.

I glare at him, entirely sexually frustrated. “So what’s your great plan?”

Nate’s grin becomes feral, and he licks his fingers clean while staring at me intently.

I bite my lip, desire making my core clench, but then he looks up, and I follow his gaze. Slowly, the three cages descend toward the ground, and I realize what Nate had been getting at.

“Wait. You want us to get in one of those?” I ask.

“It would give us a nice view,” Alaric admits.

I think of when we’d been in Toralyn. “But…are you sure you want to get in there?”

Whether the idea of being in a cage again bothers Nate, he doesn’t let it show. “Gorgeous, I’d go anywhere with you. Now, are we claimin’ one or not?”

The cages reach the ground and the gates open. The demons inside them start piling out, and other demons start to gather around them.

“Come on then,” I say, darting between the mass of demons and heading toward the cages. I dodge past a couple who were headed for the middle cage and step inside, watching as my mates follow.Fuck, I hope I’m not going to regret this.

Chapter

Nineteen

~ Princess Blake ~

Prince Callan, Mason, Nate, and Alaric step into the cage with me, and the moment the cage door is shut, a demon at the side of the room pulls a lever. All three cages lift into the air simultaneously, and I widen my stance as the cage rocks a little. In the cages at our sides, a handful of half-naked demons dance to the music, and I look at my mates and then at myself.

“We need to strip,”I tell them.

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