Page 14 of Degradation

I didn’t need to look at Edmund to know he was fisting himself. I could feel it—his burning desire with that hard, controlling edge. He wanted to push Eadric out of the way and feed me something else. He wanted me to take his length into my mouth. So did Brandle. So did they all.

Stunned, I stopped sucking Eadric’s fingers. The ache for them didn’t dissipate with my shock, though.

“Would you like something more?” he asked. He shifted his position, sprawling out so his legs were near my head.

Eadric wasn’t wearing anything.

My eyes rounded as I stared at his hard length near my face. He chuckled then lifted my leg over his head and buried his face between them, licking me hungrily.

The sounds he made fed the hunger that had woken me.

I gently wrapped my hand around his shaft. He groaned and thrust his tongue into my channel. A moan escaped me, and I licked my lips. The air in the cottage grew heavy with their collective need for me to taste Eadric as he tasted me.

Liam’s hand found one of my breasts and started kneading it as I leaned toward his brother and licked the head of his shaft.

Eadric gripped my hips and rolled us so I straddled his face like I had Edmund’s. While he feasted, I slowly licked every inch of his length and ground down on his tongue. The pleasure I needed remained beyond my reach. I hungered for Eadric. I hungered for all of him.

When he pulled away, I whimpered against his length.

“I know, Sparrow,” he said soothingly. “You’re hungry and need more.”

He turned me so I straddled his hips. “Just like last time. Take it all.”

With a low moan, I slowly sank onto his length and rocked against him as his hands guided me. He stretched me as Edmund had, but it felt so good. Gripping his shoulders, I sank deep, seeking the release I knew he could give me.

When he sat up and suckled my chest, I clenched around him and shattered. His release flooded me as I pulsed around him.

“To be clear, I did not feel forced to bed you. I could think of little else when I woke up to your fingers teasing my skin,” Eadric said against my temple. “I didn’t press for more than you were willing to give, did I?”

“No,” I said, forgetting in my blissful daze what we’d done. When I did remember, I burrowed more firmly against his chest.

Laughing, he tipped my face up to his and kissed every inch of it.

“Thank you for allowing me another first. Now, into the bath you go. Darian won’t forgive me if we’re late for their coddled eggs and tartlets with biscuits and cream.”

My gaze darted to the side, and I saw we were alone.

“If you ever change your mind, they would be willing to stay,” Eadric said, kissing my brow. “Watching one of us taste you is almost as good as tasting you.”

I shook my head at the mischievous grin he gave me and tried to pull away.

“Wait. Give me another moment. I like feeling this connected with you.”

His hands wandered over my bare back, reeling me in again until I rested my head on his shoulder. I liked the closeness of being connected too. And I realized that, while the feel of him inside of me was the center of our connection, it wasn’t our only link.

I could feel his energy, too, surrounding me, like it was trying to find a way in.

“Eadric, could I try something?” I asked.

“Anything.”

I closed my eyes and focused on the energy around me. Each bit—the floor, the earth behind it, the air, the mattress, our blanket—glowed to varying degrees. Eadric glowed the brightest. His energy radiated from inside of him, which I imagined was his well. The energy I thought I felt, though, I couldn’t see.

Curious, I nudged the lid off my well while watching. Even behind my closed eyes, I could see the flare of light from Eadric’s amulet. Its light blinded me from seeing the glow of his well.

I closed myself off and opened my eyes.

“What did you do?” he asked.

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