Page 95 of A Crown of Lies

“Oh, I like this side of you.” He drew in a sharp breath. “But you should be careful teasing me like this.”

“Why’s that?”

Rixxis immediately let go of him, thinking maybe she’d gotten too rough. She squeaked in surprise as he grabbed her and somehow got behind her. He was fast, much faster than she expected, and had her pinned to the side of the bath, face pressed to the ground on the lip of the tub. Rowan had left her arms free, but kicked her legs open.

He fisted her hair, pulling it at the scalp. “Because inside every man is a beast, and while I control mine very well, he sometimes needs to come out.” She shuddered as he licked the back of her neck. “You appeal to that side of me, the idiot animal side that would like nothing more than to claim you here and now. To ride you good and hard and fill you with my cum and then make him lick it out of you to remind you both you’remine.”

She bit her lip as his fingers went between her legs, holding back a moan.

“Would you like that?” he asked, lips against her ear as he plunged a finger into her. “Or maybe we’ll just both take you at once. Is that what you were thinking about this morning when you were practically rubbing this against my leg?” He stroked her clit with a thumb.

A low moan escaped her throat against her will.

She felt his lips smile against her. “There, you see? You’re a dirty girl, after all, aren’t you? I know you enjoyed watching last night. Next time I’m fucking him, and this pussy gets all wet and needy, I want you to touch yourself right here. I want to watch you touch yourself while I fuck him. Hmm. Maybe next time I’ll have his face buried in this while I fuck him.”

She tried to squirm away, to squeeze her legs closed, but he only pushed them apart and kept going, pushing two fingers in and out of her while he rubbed the center of her firmly with his thumb. He’d also started rubbing himself shamelessly against her ass. The pressure built low and fast, but even then, the orgasm seemed to catch her unexpectedly. She cried out so loud that it sent a few birds flying out of the bushes nearby. Her own voice echoed off the stone walls and through the steam rising from the tub. Pleasure rolled through her body, everything clenching and releasing while he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her, kept thrusting against the swell of her ass.

He kissed her shoulder and panted, “Will you let me? On you?”

She could hardly say no, not with her head spinning with her own pleasure. He deserved to have his, too, but having itonher wasn’t what she wanted. Even though she’d just had his fingers, she wanted more.

“In me,” she pleaded, barely recognizing her own voice.

He groaned. “Don’t tempt me. Don’t…” His rhythm suddenly changed. The fingers that had just been inside her clutched one of her breasts as he came on her lower back with a grunt and a shudder that shook her. His release coated her back, her hip, the curve of her ass.

When he was done, his hold on her loosened, but he stayed against her, panting and shaking.

She pulled free of his grip and turned. The look on his face was one of utter defeat, as if that had broken something inside of him, and he hadn’t even been inside her yet. She pulled his lips to hers, kissing him passionately, like she’d never kissed anyone else before. Maybe something had broken in her too, but he kissed her back with equal measure.

“Well, isn’t this the best way to start the day?”

She pulled away from Rowan and turned to find Ieduin lounging on the edge of the tub, a steaming mug of coffee in hand.

Ieduin grinned and lifted his mug in a mock toast. “Good thing I brought breakfast down. Looks like you two are working up an appetite.”

“Feel free to finish her off. I got her warmed up for you,” Rowan said in a teasing tone.

Rixxis, face burning, turned and shoved his head underwater. “Ass. That should cool your hot head.”

Rowan came back up, only to grab Ieduin by the ankle.

“Hey!” Ieduin shrieked as Rowan dragged him into the tub, fully clothed, coffee spilling everywhere. “You son of a—”

Ieduin never got to finish before Rowan grabbed him, pinned his arms, and held him. “All yours, my dear.”

“Wait a minute! Wait a fucking minute!” Ieduin tried to struggle, but he was no match for Rowan, who held him tight while Rixxis mercilessly tickled him until he cried for mercy. “Dammit, you two,” he gasped once Rowan finally let him go. He shook water from his arms. “This was my favorite tunic, too.”

“I’ll have you a better one made.” Rowan gripped him by the soaking wet tunic and pulled him into a kiss before asking, “How are you?”

“Well, I was just horny. Now I’m annoyedandhorny. You dumped my coffee, Rowan.”

“Can’t do anything about the coffee,” Rowan said, walking Ieduin backward in the tub. “As for the other half of that… Rixxis, my dear?”

She shook her head and waved him off. “One of us has to get down there to give marching orders soon.” She shivered, climbing out of the hot water and back into the chilly morning. Thankfully, Ieduin had been thoughtful enough to bring some extra towels out.

Rowan sighed. “And I have to go find Ewan. But if you truly need attention…” Rowan traced a finger along Ieduin’s jaw.

“Don’t take too long, you two,” she advised, wrapping herself in two towels. She bent down long enough to kiss Ieduin on the cheek. “There’ll be plenty more time after the battle. See you in the courtyard in an hour. You too,” she added, giving Rowan a stern look.

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