Page 95 of Desire

Eadric’s thumb circled my nub. “Better?” he asked.

“I would feel better with no fingers,” I said.

Eadric chuckled. “Perhaps, but then our cocks would likely hurt when you’re finally ready for more.”

“Language,” Garron said weakly. I lifted my head and saw he stood in the doorway with his back to us. Only Eadric and Edmund remained in the cottage. I kissed Eadric’s neck in gratitude for their thoughtfulness then carefully moved against their fingers.

“Good,” Eadric crooned. “Just like that. Accept as much as you can. Relax, and it will be easier.”

As my heartbeat slowly settled, they worked their fingers in and out of me until they moved without any resistance. Wet squelches sounded in the cottage as they stopped working together and moved in opposite directions.

“It’s time,” Brandle called.

“Edmund looks like he would rather cut off his own?—”

“Shut up, Eadric,” Edmund snapped, withdrawing his finger.

Eadric gave me a playful kiss and stood, carefully setting me on my feet.

“I’ll stay with you today. Let’s dress you.”

Dressing me involved kissing as much of me as possible and more fondling until I batted his hand away. When he walked me to the privy, the others were waiting by the garden. I kissed Edmund, Garron, Liam, and Daemon goodbye and went to the table to join Brandle and Darian.

Darian pulled me into his lap and nuzzled my neck as Eadric offered me a bite of biscuit.

“The sounds you make when you find your release will be the death of me,” Darian said.

“She took two fingers today,” Eadric said proudly as I flushed scarlet.

“Please refrain from sharing the details of our time together in front of me,” I said.

Eadric nodded and fed me another bite. “I apologize, Sparrow. I forgot myself in my excitement. You did so well.”

I closed my eyes as I chewed and felt something to the south. Barely a caress on my consciousness, the small space of nothingness would have been easy to overlook. Yet, once I perceived it, I couldn’t pretend it didn’t exist.

We were being watched.

Maeve had found us.

Panic bubbled in the well, but I gave it no chance to escape. I needed to find a means to send them away. Brandle wouldn’t agree to leaving me alone, though. Perhaps, if I?—

A rumble vibrated under our feet. Rock grated and groaned behind the cottage.

“No,” Brandle yelled.

Dropping his bowl, he went running toward the sound. Eadric’s eyes went wide, and he raced after his brother.

Without willing it to happen, I sensed Daemon, Edmund, Liam, and Garron. Unhurt but aware of the danger they faced, they hurried to the nearest supports in the mine. They knew their brothers would come for them.

I stood so Darian could follow. But he didn’t. He grabbed my arm and started pulling me with him.

Knowing I needed to stay, I balked.

“Wait, Darian. They’ll be injured. Let me go to the cottage to gather supplies.

He looked at me, his eyes wild, and I caught his face between my palms.

“Breathe. Focus. Save your brothers, and don’t forget my sister needs you.”

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