Page 163 of A Bond in Blood

“You are a rare woman indeed,” he whispered.

I trembled at his words, shaking further when Ulrich’s weight shifted the mattress. I moved, twisting to look at Ulrich. He smiled at me, running his hand down my back. Pausing, as he always did, at the scars on my back.

“Olen, switch with me,” Ulrich whispered.

Olen offered me a wink and lifted me away. Ulrich laid in his spot, motioning me to him.

I straddled him, like I had Olen, and paused for a moment with panic rising in my chest.

“We can stop,” he said quietly.

“No.” I shook my head. “I don’t want to.”

I lowered onto him, gripping his inked skin until I was fully seated.

“Fuck,” Olen groaned behind me.

Ulrich grinned and lifted his hips, thrusting into me. I leaned forward while his hands gripped my backside, giving Olen a clear view of him and me.

“Fuck,” Olen groaned again.

Ulrich kissed my neck.

“I cannot,” he thrusted again, and I cried out, “explain what it is like to watch that.”

He thrusted again.

“The beauty of watching you get filled and fucked.”

I lifted my head, staring into the eyes behind his skeletal mask.

“You are perfect,” he muttered, claiming my lips like he had on the throne.

My hands gripped his chest while he moved his hips, pounding into me, making me lose myself. When I could no longer stand it, I laid my head against his chest while he continued, wondering when Olen would join us. Wanting to experience something that should have terrified me to the core.

“Just say when,” Olen said, slapping my backside as Ulrich thrusted into me again.

“Yes,” I cried out. “Please.”

“Such manners,” Ulrich smiled.

His movements stopped and he gripped my chin, pulling my face to his.

“You need to tell us if this is too much,” he said softly.

I nodded.

“No, I am serious.”

“I know,” I replied. “I will.”

Olen approached and Ulrich shifted slightly with me still seated on him, giving Olen more room.

I laid back again, keeping my cheek on Ulrich’s chest, gripping his shoulder while Olen slowly slipped into me alongside his king.

I bit down on Ulrich’s chest from the pressure of them both together.

“Are you alright?” he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.

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