Page 13 of Degradation

He chuckled and pulled me close.

“You wouldn’t need to. I would carry you everywhere. Like this.” He rolled so I was on top of him and rose with me in his arms.

I grinned as he walked toward the tub.

“Do you want to change the bathwater?” he asked.

“It’s already clean and heated.”

He glanced at it, grunted, and then lowered me into the tub. The hot water soothed the soreness between my legs, and I leaned my head back to relax. Edmund used the cloth to wash all of me and then his fingers to slowly probe my channel.

“Any discomfort?” he asked softly.

“None. It feels quite nice, actually.”

“Then I’ll continue until you tell me to stop.”

I didn’t push his hand away until I found my release a second time. Too languid to care about the cooling water, I let Edmund lift me out and dry me with Eadric’s help, which involved more pleasant fondling and kisses.

“It looks like I will need to feed you tonight,” Eadric said.

“You always feed her,” Daemon said.

“Ah, but this time, I might have to open her mouth for her.”

He sounded giddy at the prospect. Uncaring why, I let him do as he pleased. And it did please him. I felt his fascination with my mouth grow with each bite of stew he fed me.

When I finished, Liam swept me away to tuck me into bed and held me from behind.

I fell asleep before seeing who I would use as a pillow.

* * *

I dreamt of sex.Not involving myself or any of my men but with people I didn’t recognize. Young and old, the couples writhed against each other. Their sexual need fed my own. I ached to be touched and scanned the people for the ones whom I wanted to touch me. But I couldn’t find them. They were gone.

A tightness squeezed my chest. Where were they? My very bones ached with my need for them. With them, I could be free. Free to do what I wished…feel what I wished.

Then someone touched me. A tongue stroked through my folds, and I looked down at Garron’s head.

Joy filled me, and I rocked against his tongue, seeking the pleasure I knew would bring relief to this heaviness blanketing me from the inside.

You need the others,something whispered.

I woke partially on my side and partially leaning back on Liam’s chest. Eadric’s face was buried between my splayed legs as he licked and sucked with abandon. He slipped a finger inside of me and tipped his head to meet my gaze as I moaned.

“Good morning, Sparrow. Are you hungry?”

Already breathing heavily, I shook my head.

“Maybe you’re just not hungry yet,” he said, adding a second finger.

My lips parted, and he winked at me. I knew what that meant. He was going to do something to test his brothers. I wanted that. Desperately.

“Or maybe you just need to taste something delicious. Like this.” He dipped his head and licked me again. Then he withdrew his fingers and offered them to me. “Let me feed you, Sparrow.”

He nudged my mouth open and slipped his wet fingers inside. Several soft curses erupted within the fire-lit cottage, and I felt their desire surge. It fed my own as I tasted myself on his fingers.

“Look at how perfect you are,” Eadric said. “If you lick them clean, I’ll feed you more.”

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