Page 115 of Sanctuary with Kings

"Asterion—" I gasped out, reaching for him.

"Go on," he said, glancing at Hywel. "Touch her."

Hywel needed no further encouragement, and I moaned, the spell of attempted silence broken by this blatant acknowledgement. My right leg fell down from Hywel's lap, my heel hitting the carpet, and I was left exposed to Asterion's stare as Hywel plunged his fingers inside of me. Conall turned, and then my dress was just a ring of inconvenient fabric wadded around my waist. Hywel's top cock was out, fisted and pumped in Laszlo's steady grip, and both the dragon and I were vocal and wordless, Hywel's touch unsteady.

"Stop before she comes," Asterion said.

"Don't be cruel, Asterion," Conall purred, but the minotaur didn't acknowledge him, just watched Hywel fucking my already swollen and satisfied flesh with his fingers, watched Conall pulling and twisting my nipples, apologizing with warm grips of his hands.

"Ast-Asterion is never cruel," I panted out, catching his eyes. Lovely glimmering amber swirled in his gaze, and he let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Never to you,théa," he vowed.

Hywel curled his fingers inside of me and I moaned, head falling back, eyes growing wide as those long, elegant digits beckoned my satisfaction closer.

"Not yet," Hywel warned Asterion. "She remains quite close to the edge for a while. It's her favorite spot."

I blushed at the shared knowledge, at the way Conall's head nodded above mine. He ducked, kissing my forehead, plucking my nipples in both hands. I grappled, reaching for the arm of the couch, twisting my left foot under Laszlo's, bracing for the breaking moment.

A soft, slow cry rose in my throat, and for a moment, I thought Hywel might betray Asterion. And then, at the very brink, when I started to squeeze on his fingers, to lose my sense of who and where and what I was, Hywel spoke.

"Now."

A dark shape lunged forward, my thighs grasped in huge, warm hands, my body tugged to the edge of the couch and turned to face a kneeling minotaur, his mouth open and—

"Ahh! Asterion! Yesss!"

A scorching, thick, slick tongue delved inside of me, curling as Hywel's fingers had done, and Asterion tugged me down until his upper lip pressed to my clit, my arousal glossed over his lips and his breath caressed my needy flesh. I came with a grateful shout, body bucking onto that long, dark tongue as it fucked and swirled inside of me, my own release wet and shocking as it splashed from my core. Conall bent his head, suckling on my breast, but I tugged him away with a grip on his hair.

I needed to see the minotaur, needed to hold that liquid gaze as he feasted on my pleasure and answered it with his own. Had I ever met another being who offered so muchnéktaronly at the pure joy of seeing another's release?

"Asterion, please," I squeezed out, trembling in his hands, not sure what I was begging for. It was more than sex. What I wanted most in that moment was his surrender, for him to draw me to his chest, and in spite of my uncertainty, to claim me as his without allowing me argument or excuse.

He groaned and his eyes fell shut, breaking the moment as his tongue stroked and licked every inch and depth of me before drawing slowly and thoroughly out. He cleaned his lips, his broad nose, and gusted a sigh out on my gaping sex.

"Thank you," he said softly. And then he rose, arousal obvious and straining in his tight trousers. "I'll retire now."

A strange, garbled bark of laughter escaped me at the bland words, and I gaped up at him. And then he grinned, as if the words were meant to be a joke after all and he knew how absurd it was to…to dothatand then walk away.

But he did, turning so I could see the bold jut and arch of his hungry cock leaving us in front of the fire. My uneven breaths matched his short steps out of the room and down the hall, until there was only me, panting and baffled, cradled between Hywel and Conall.

"He's nearly there now," Conall said, hands groping my breasts to soothe the sting of his pinches.

"The suspense is killing me," Hywel said drily, rolling his head to lean toward Laszlo for a kiss. "Don't stop,cariad. We've only just begun."

Conall hissed a false whisper in my ear, "Insatiable old folks."

CHAPTER34

MATING FOR BEGINNERS

“If you're hiding in here, I can leave the way I came and not let the others know."

I froze for a moment, up in the hayloft of the quiet stables, dust glittering in the air as it passed through cracks of sunlight. Then I sighed and leaned forward, bracing on my hands to look over the ledge and down to where Laszlo was standing in the doorway.

"They're looking for me?" I asked.

"Hywel's trying to be subtle about it, recalling things he left lying about in every room of the castle. Conall's on a proper hunt, though."

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