Rogue's Rage

by Lacey Thorn

  “With things coming to light,” Rory said, “with Wilhelm being declared a traitor, perhaps the priestess sought to protect her friend. They were both here. They must both know or have a very good idea of what really happened the night Queen Ona was murdered.”

  “And your mother was here too,” King Aslan said. “Would she be willing to speak with us of that night?”

  Rory had to remind herself that her mother’s fate was not the king’s fault. Yet still she felt anger for the fact her mother had died with the taint of murderess still attached to her name, no matter that most had never believed it. “My mother is no longer with us,” Rory said.

  “I am truly sorry for your loss,” King Aslan said and Rory believed him.

  “However, I can share with you what she told me,” she offered and at his nod she told them of her mother’s capture and treatment at Wilhelm’s hand.

  “The woman was helping him,” Merced, the king of the Danuja, asked her when she spoke of the Danuja woman. “You are sure?”

  “According to what my mother said, it was how he kept her from attacking him,” Rory said. “The woman would grip her with flames until she passed out. My mother figured her for his consort.”

  “I knew it was a trick,” he murmured. “When I was being held prisoner, he had a Danuja woman try to break me. She wielded flames. When I didn’t break, he had her dragged off to service his men.”

  Rory looked at him. “Being his consort might not protect her from such a fate.”

  “Perhaps not,” Merced agreed. “But knowing she was his willing participant eases my guilt somewhat.”

  “So our mother slipped your mother a key on the night she was murdered?” Aurora asked.

  “Yes,” Rory said, “and told her that she would know when the time was right to flee. She also told my mother to guard her child well.”

  “Your mother was pregnant?” Aurora asked but King Aslan only nodded.

  “She was pregnant with you,” he said. “But was she pregnant before or after her capture?”

  Rory let her gaze bounce around the room before settling on the king’s face. “After. I am the blood daughter of Wilhelm.”

  No one said anything. The room was completely silent before the king himself nodded. “We are not defined by our blood. My sister and I share that blood as well. Wilhelm is our father’s brother. He was here when our father went missing and when he was declared dead. I strive to believe that he was not always as I am seeing he is now. I want to believe that the man, who basically raised me from the time of my mother’s death, cared for me. And yet it seems each day shows me deeper depths to his depravity. I am sorry for what your mother was put through, sorry that it was at the hands of someone I trusted.”

  “You were only a newborn when my mother was here,” Rory said. “And only Wilhelm can be held accountable for his actions. I just wanted you to know that I am his daughter, if only by blood.”

  “Does he know this?” King Aslan said.

  “He will soon,” Lake said and shook his head.

  “We ran into some of Wilhelm’s men on our way back,” Lincoln said. “Rory sent one of them back with a message that his daughter was here and intended to kill him.”

  “Only one of them?” the king asked.

  “It only takes one to deliver a message,” Aurora said and Rory nodded at her.

  “So much bloodshed,” the king murmured and Rory saw how that tormented him before he shuttered his gaze and emotion left. “What did they want?”

  “Lydia,” Lake said. “They knew we were sent for her and meant to take her from us and bring her to Wilhelm.”

  “Perhaps that is why the priestess sent for her,” Rory said. “She might have known that Lydia was in danger from Wilhelm.”

  King Aslan nodded. “Queen Ona, Lydia, Priestess Serena, and Rory’s mother Raven, four women all here with Wilhelm on that faithful night. The queen was murdered. Raven escaped with the queen’s help, already pregnant with child. Lydia ran taking Aurora with her. And the priestess fled to the temple. What secret do they all hold? What really happened that night?”

  “We’ll find out,” Aurora said. “We will find out what happened that night.”

  “First we must capture Wilhelm,” King Aslan said. “He has a lot to answer for.”

  “Capture will not be enough for me,” Rory swore. “I want to see him struggle to draw a last breath of air. I want to look in his eyes and see in them the knowledge that his daughter killed him.”

  “I’m sorry,” King Aslan said. “I’m not sure that I can give you that. There are too many of us who desire the same wish. He tortured and killed King Marcus, mine and Aurora’s uncle, Piers and Seer’s father. He tortured and tried to kill Merced. He had Aurora kidnapped as well as Micah. With each new day it seems that he was the one who killed Queen Ona. All my life has been filled with one lie after another. So although I can promise you that he will be captured and killed. I cannot promise you that it will be by your hand.”

  With that, the king turned and left the room. With a brief nod to the rest of them, Piers and Seer followed.

  “We will return shortly,” Lincoln said and gave Rory a chaste kiss on the lips. Lake followed suit but pulled away with a nip at her bottom lip. Both men followed their friends out of the room.

  Micah gave a sigh as he and Merced bent to kiss Lynx. Nothing chaste about their kiss. Watching them kiss her friend made Rory hot.

  “We had best follow as well,” Micah said. “They might have need of a healer.”

  Aurora laughed and Lynx shook her head. Domi and Nado stood as well and after kissing their mate the four men headed out the door.

  “So how long do you think they’ll be fighting?” Rory asked with a sigh as she moved over to sit between the other two women.

  “Why is it that men always feel the need to fight to take out their emotions?” Lynx sighed.

  “Because men are always little boys no matter how big they grow,” Aurora stated. “But boy, is the sex great when they come back in.”

  The three of them looked at each other then broke into laughter. It was good to be amongst friends. Leaning close together, they began to talk like old times. About things they’d done, their mates, and Wilhelm. While the men were gone, letting off steam with the king, the women were discussing possibilities and strategy.

  It was late when they headed to their rooms, Aurora having called someone to show Rory to a room where she, Lake and Lincoln would stay. She didn’t know where they usually slept but this room was just fine with her. The bed was huge and comfy and she was suddenly exhausted. Her men were still out and Rory gladly stripped and fell onto the big bed. She would save them all time and be naked when they found her. In the meantime she planned to get all the rest she could.

  Chapter Eleven

  Rory awoke to the gentle stroke of fingers along her spine. One warm mouth was at her shoulder while another was licking along the arch of her foot. Heaven. She had gone to sleep and woke up to a taste of heaven. She could already tell that it was Lincoln at her shoulder and Lake at her foot. Both men might look similar but they were very different. Lincoln’s touch was softer, more sensual, while Lake claimed and owned. They were both what she needed.

  “Ummm,” she groaned, arching under their touches.

  “Well, look who finally woke up to join us,” Lincoln murmured as she rolled to her back to look up at him.

  “Is everything okay with your friend? King Aslan?” she asked softly as Lincoln continued to nip and lick along her shoulder moving ever closer to her throat and hopefully her mouth. Lake was working his way up between her thighs leaving a wet, hot trail up her legs.

  “He is as well as he can be,” Lincoln said and gave a sigh. “It is not easy for him. To know that the person who raised him is also the one who destroyed his life and the lives of those he loved the most. Aslan takes these acts personally and no matter what we say he sees it as his responsibility to make amends for all the wro
ngs that Wilhelm has done.”

  “But those are not his fault,” she exclaimed. “Only Wilhelm can be held responsible.”

  “This from the woman who thought we might not want her around once she told us that she was Wilhelm’s blood daughter?” Lincoln said.

  He was right. She had wondered that, so apparently she had much in common with the king. “You’re right. The king and I are both wrong and we are lucky to have people like you in our corner to tell us differently.”

  Lake had made it so that he laid between her sprawled thighs his mouth just over her cunt. “Why don’t we quit talking for a bit and show you just how lucky we are to have you?” he murmured before dipping his head down to lick over her slit.

  She moaned and arched her neck back. Lincoln chuckled and bent to nip his way up her neck to her earlobe.

  “That’s right,” Lincoln whispered. “Lake and I are the lucky ones.”

  After that there was no need for words. One hand reached down to cradle the back of Lake’s head as he lifted her leg up to open her wide for his tongue play. Lincoln moved down her cheek to her mouth and took her under with a heated kiss. Their tongues tangled and caressed seeking and searching for more.

  “I can’t get enough of you,” Lincoln murmured.

  “Ummmm,” Lake agreed as he continued to suck and lick at the lips of her sex. He had her pussy drenched and had yet to touch more than the tip of his tongue to her opening or her clit.

  “I need to feel you inside me,” Rory moaned. She was desperate for that touch.

  Lincoln chuckled and moved down to her chest moving so that he had equal access to both breasts. He took one nipple between his fingers and pinched and tugged at it. He put his mouth to the turgid peak of her other nipple and placed a closed mouth kiss there. Her hand found his head and she ran her fingers through his hair before trying to tug him closer.

  Lake slid his tongue back up her slit to circle her clit once more. This time he gave her more. Locking his lips around the distended bud, he sucked gently at it making her moan and thrash beneath them. He sucked a little harder before moving down her slit once more and thrusting his tongue deep within her pussy. She cried out this time as her pussy contracted, trying to get a grip on his tongue and hold it inside.

  Lincoln took her nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, forcing it against the roof of his mouth. Her fingers clenched in his hair and she arched her back, pressing more of her breast into his mouth. He took it, sucking and nipping at her while is brother did the same to her cunt. They had her thrashing and moaning between them and she could feel her orgasm building inside.

  Lake slipped two fingers into her channel and moved his mouth back to suck at her clit then probe it with his tongue before sucking once more. Lincoln moved his mouth back to hers while his fingers continued pinching and tugging at her nipples. All of her nerves seemed to be on fire burning out of control. Wave after wave of heat crashed over her as she exploded into orgasm. She could feel the gush of juice from her cunt and the flutter of Lake’s tongue as he tried to lick it all up.

  Lincoln pulled from her mouth, his fingers leaving her nipples as he moved from the bed. Her eyes fluttered shut as she panted for air. Lake moved his mouth from her cunt and she felt the bed dip as he moved up to lie beside her. Her eyes opened as he touched her cheek. Looking down the length of his body, she took in the hard cock standing at attention and her mouth watered. She wanted to taste him as well, wanted to run her tongue all around that broad head and along the shaft.

  She turned and took his mouth with hers, giving him a kiss that had her blood humming. She could taste her juices on his tongue and lips and it made her even hungrier to taste him. She moved from his lips down over his chest until she hovered over the bobbing head of his cock. Pursing her lips, she blew over the top of it and bit her bottom lip as Lake groaned and lifted his hips up towards her.

  Taking a firm grip of the base of his cock, she leaned lower and flicked her tongue over the head before flattening it and running it over the entire surface. Lake groaned and both hands came up to clench in her hair as if he needed that grip to hold himself tethered to the bed. She grinned and took the entire tip into her mouth, wrapping her lips just under the head and sucking on him.

  Lake moaned and this time when he thrust his hips up, she let him move his shaft into her mouth, sucking as he surged and retreated. He tasted so good, felt so good in her mouth. She had moved so that she was on her hands and knees over Lake her hips arched into the air as she bent low to enjoy him with her mouth.

  She felt hands behind her as she sucked, hands slick with oil separating her ass cheeks and probing at her anus. One finger slipped inside rimming and thrusting making her slick with the oil that coated it. A second finger joined and it made it so hard to concentrate on sucking Lake when Lincoln was driving her crazy. When a third finger joined she clamped her lips down on Lake’s cock and sucked hard while Lincoln fucked her ass with his oil-slicked fingers.

  Lake tugged her head up from his cock. “That’s enough,” he panted out. “I want my cock inside that tight pussy when I come.

  She moaned. She wanted the same thing. She wanted both of them inside of her, their cocks thrusting and claiming as they took her to another orgasm. Maybe more than one. The fingers were pulled free of her anus and Lake moved his arms to help her move up his body until her pussy hovered just over his cock. Gripping her hips, he let her guide his cock to her pussy and sink slowly down onto it.

  Rory closed her eyes and moaned as she slid along the length of Lake’s cock, taking him slowly into her body until he filled her pussy. She looked into his eyes and leaned closer at his urging so that he could kiss her. His tongue rubbed along hers thrusting in and out as his cock soon would be doing to her pussy. More of her flavour filled her mouth as he shared it with her.

  She felt Lincoln move onto the bed behind them, felt him move so that she could feel his heat at her back. His palms caressed her ass cheeks before pulling them apart so that she could feel his slick cock run along the groove there. She wanted him inside and tried her best to move back against him as she was locked in Lake’s kiss. But Lincoln took his time teasing them both as he continued letting his cock lodge against her anus before moving it over and back down.

  “Please,” she moaned, pulling from Lake’s kiss, wanting him to fill her ass as Lake filled her pussy.

  “Yes,” Lincoln moaned as he pressed his cock against her anus and kept pushing until the head slid inside and encountered the first tight ring of muscle. He kept pressing, popping through that ring and continuing until he was flush against her ass, his cock buried to the hilt.

  She was full, so full that she felt as if she might explode. She felt his hand stroking over the small of her back and felt the preening of her dragon. It awed her that he was so in tune with her guardian spirit, so attune that he could even call the dragon from her skin. But then she was finally accepting that they were indeed her mates. There was no more denying it at this point. Her guardian could not be fooled.

  Slowly they began to move, thrusting and retreating within her body. She loved the way they worked so well together, one of them always inside her as the other pulled back. Then returning while the other retreated. It was a perfect rhythm for their love play, a rhythm that had her fast approaching a second orgasm. She moaned and moved between them thrusting into whoever was filling her at the time. It was sheer pleasure the way their cocks tugged and pulled at her tight flesh, stroking over her nerves pressing her higher and higher towards the explosive orgasm that hovered over them all.

  When she broke it was with a harsh gasp as her body gripped their cocks tight trying to keep them in place as she shattered. They kept moving, kept thrusting as she broke and shuddered between them. Lake took a nipple in his mouth and sucked greedily at it as he fucked hard and fast up into her pussy. Lincoln leaned close and licked and sucked at the base of her neck where it met her shoulder. As he came he bit her, his teeth just gri
pping her skin and holding her in place as his cock spilled into her ass. The heated spurts of his semen caused little tremors to go off inside her, keeping her in the throes of her orgasm and not letting up on the pleasure crashing through her.

  Lake joined them after a few more thrusts. He moved his hands to her hips holding her firm on his cock as he exploded inside her pussy. With both men buried in her body their cocks flexing as they filled her with their cum, it was more than she could take. Rory felt her body float higher until it was as if she floated somewhere above where the three of them were still entwined on the bed.

  They were everything she had ever dreamed of when it came to the men she would love and mate with. She only wished that her mother were here to meet them, to know them. Hopefully she would meet with her sister Raine and with Theron and Thaden again so that they could truly see how happy she was with her warrior mates.

  “You okay?” Lincoln asked as they turned so that they all lay on their sides on the bed. Their cocks slipped free of her body and she groaned at the loss.

  “I’m wonderful,” she assured him.

  “So what thoughts are weighing on your mind right now to bring that furrow to your brow?” Lincoln asked and Lake nodded as he ran a finger over her brow.

  “Did you not enjoy something?” Lake asked.

  “No, you both know that I enjoyed every moment of our loving,” she said as she rolled to her back between them. “I was just wishing that my mother was still alive to meet you both. She would love you.”

  “From what you have said, she was an incredible woman,” Lake said.

  “I did not think it was possible to hate Wilhelm more but after hearing what he put your mother through,” Lincoln shuddered beside her and closed his eyes. “There are no words to express the sorrow I feel for that.”

  “But if it had not happened then I would not be here, with you both,” Rory said. “My mother always said that every event in life happened for a reason. For some reason she had to go through what she did to have me and she never wished me away. She always said that I was proof that good could come from bad. She never loved me any less than my sister.”