Page 104 of Desire

Edmund gently cleaned me then held me in his arms. My frustration grew with theirs.

“Let us try,” Liam said.

Liam and Garron switched places with Edmund and Daemon.

At Liam’s first kiss to the top of my breast, energy sizzled through me, and my eyes opened.

He saw but didn’t stop, the smart man. As he kissed his way across my chest, Garron kissed the sole of my foot.

A giggle escaped me, and I felt Garron smile against my skin.

“Looks like switching was the right thing to do,” Daemon said softly.

His longing caressed me, feeding the energy Liam and Garron were creating.

“She’ll be more sensitive now,” Edmund said. His hunger for me rose.

My breathing hitched, and my need climbed.

Liam kissed his way to my lips, and by the time he reached them, I returned his kiss without restriction. He moaned into my mouth just as Garron’s mouth found the sensitive skin behind my knee. The dual sensations pulled me into the web of desire woven in the air around me.

I welcomed it all and gathered it inside of me as Garron stroked my other leg. Kiss by kiss, they renewed my need for them. Edmund was right, though. Everything was sensitive, so the pair wisely moved with more care. Rather than play with my breasts, Liam focused on my face, neck, and ears. And rather than torment that swollen bump between my legs with his tongue, Garron dipped that hot, wet appendage into my opening.

A raspy moan escaped me. The men continued their efforts until they brought me the same pleasure as Edmund and Daemon had.

During the peak of my release, I managed to speak the truth.

“Pleasure weakens the spell.”

As my release ebbed, so did my ability to move and speak. But it didn’t matter. They’d heard and understood.

“Rest, Love,” Liam said as Garron washed me. “You’ve done so well.”

Partially draped over Liam’s bare chest, I slept until dawn when they changed positions again.

Brandle’s chest pressed against my back as he held me in his arms while Eadric lightly kissed my face to wake me. I could feel their love and yearning for me. Their worry too. Especially Brandle’s. It called to me too. I wanted to soothe him and tell him that I was well and knew they weren’t using me.

That I trusted them completely.

“Are you ready to break the spell, Sparrow?” Eadric asked.

Trapped in my own body, I had no way to respond. That didn’t stop Eadric from kissing his way down my neck.

“Your skin is so soft, Sparrow. I could kiss it all day,” he said between teasing pecks. “Garron and Edmund said you taste even better between your thighs. Should I have a taste before Brandle takes over?”

My center clenched around nothing at his suggestion. Their desire fed mine, and I felt the now familiar tingle under my skin.

“I’ll take the silent tableware as your agreement,” Eadric said.

Brandle’s hands stroked down my arms, and he shifted back a bit so I lay angled against him. Eadric lifted my top leg and hooked it back over Brandle’s legs. Then his fingers brushed over what the position had revealed to his hungry gaze.

“You are so pretty here.” Eadric placed a gentle kiss on my folds, which ignited the tingle of energy crackling through me. “You smell nice too. Should I taste you?”

Brandle’s fingers came around to toy with my breasts. He kept his touch light as Eadric’s tongue darted out to tease me. Bit by bit, I forgot about the spell that held me and only thought of the pleasure Eadric could give me. When his tongue delved into my core repeatedly, I moaned.

“My sweet Sparrow,” Eadric murmured between lapping. “Are you ready for more?”

Brandle moved out from behind me. His touch never left me; only the heat of his chest did. A moment later, his mouth closed over my right breast.

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