“Stop!”
They don’t stop, however, fighting between themselves, and I step out of the water, looking for something. Finally, I realize what I need and dip my dress in the water, throwing it and a boot at the two of them. My dress hits Cole in the face while Tyler catches my boot in the hip, freezing them both.
“Stop it!” I yell. “You’re both, what, five hundred years old and acting like a couple of dumbass high schoolers! Stop trying to prove who’s more Alpha!”
My words pierce through whatever haze has descended upon them, and Cole steps back, shimmering before emerging in human form. He straightens up before going over to Tyler and offering a hand. Tyler looks at him warily but takes it and lets Cole help him to his feet.
“Apologies,” Cole says. “Are you okay?”
“I’m good,” Tyler says, still looking like he might want to go a few more rounds. “You?”
“I’m fine.” Cole turns to look at me. Immediately, his eyes flare as he takes in my naked body, and I feel fresh heat creep up my neck as he watches a droplet of water trickle down my chest to suspend on my stiff nipple for a moment before dropping. “Eve, I—”
“I want to know why you attacked Tyler,” I demand, crossing my arms over my body. “Now.”
Cole’s eyes roam over me, but he swallows, stammering. “My senses were still screwed up from the fight,” he offers. “I thought Tyler was an attacker.”
I roll my eyes at his lame excuse.
“Listen, both of you. Let’s squash this right now before it gets more out of hand. I care about both of you. I want both of you. I thought you guys said it wasn’t uncommon for you to share? Sure doesn’t seem like it. And I know this wasn’t exactly the place or time for Tyler and me to be intimate, but I don’t know what it is when I’m around you all. My hormones are on fire.”
Cole nods and looks at Tyler, who nods back. “We do need to have a discussion,” Cole says to him, then turns to me. “And you’re right. I’ve never felt this way. These kinds of emotions are new for me and it’s messing with my head. But we’ll talk about this later. Things are dangerous right now.”
“What happened?” I ask. “Where’s Jacob?”
“We were separated in the fight,” Cole says. “He went one way and I went another. He knows where this meeting point is, and while he was wounded, he was moving just fine.”
“Wounded?” I ask, alarmed. Before Cole can answer, there’s a crashing sound in the bushes and Noah comes tumbling down, grunting as he lands on his ass, holding his ankle. “Noah!”
“Sorry . . . heard the fighting and slipped on a slime stool,” he says, rolling his ankle slowly. “Good to see you, Princess. Uhm, especially as you are.”
I look down, realizing I’m still naked, and grab my top, pulling it on. It’s not much, but at least they can’t distract me by staring at my breasts. Right now, I need the focus.
“Are you okay?”
“I will be in a minute,” Noah assures me. “I’m just glad to see you safe.”
“Where’s Jacob?” I ask, worried. “Cole, he’s wounded?”
“Not so wounded I can’t make a proper entrance for a beautiful woman,” Jacob calls from the forest, jumping from a tree to do a somersault before landing on his feet. He’s right. He’s bleeding from a cut on his arm, and he’s limping . . . but it made his entrance even more impressive.
“What was that you said about a little scratch?” I ask ten minutes later as I use my fingers to tug on the dart in the meaty curve of Jacob’s right butt cheek.
“Ouch!” Jacob grunts as I tug, pulling the dart out. “You know me. It’d take a lot more than a simple dart in my ass to stop me from showing off for you.”
“Oh, stop your crying, you big baby,” Noah teases Jacob as he grunts again, rubbing his ass.
“What’s this thing? Other than a dart?” I ask. It has a wicked looking tip, and while it appears smooth, I swear I can feel bumps along the sides that feel like they’re hooks for keeping it in the flesh.
“That’s a Guard flechette,” Noah replies, plucking it carefully from my grasp. “Used for bringing down suspects for questioning. The fact that Jacob made it here with it sticking in his ass . . . you never fail to impress, rogue.”
Jacob chuckles, humming happily as I pat his butt. “Careful, Princess. I could be a naughty boy who needs a spanking if you keep that up.”
I can’t help it. I laugh and smack his ass lightly. “The way you’re acting, you can’t be in that much pain, buddy. Now, tell me what happened.”
“Well, I barely escaped, as you see,” Jacob says, standing up. “But there’s bad news. After getting away, I spied on a group of Guardsmen who were trying to track me. Cassina has sent messengers across the kingdom with fliers to be posted everywhere. With your picture, and certainly ours.”
“So, what’s this mean?”
“It makes our mission nearly impossible,” Cole says, emerging from the woods with Tyler, each of them carrying several wooden branches. He tosses one about the width and slightly longer than a baseball bat to Noah, who spins it around before nodding. “And Cassina doesn’t send messengers like that for capture.”
“We’re kill on sight now,” Jacob agrees. “All five of us. Which means—”
“We will ride to the north and stock up on supplies,” Cole says, “then continue on to The Vale.”
“What’s to the north?” I ask as the others nod knowingly, Jacob smirking some. “The Vale?”
“Yes, and more. It’s a region claimed by Lunaria along her northern border. It serves as a sort of borderland between her lands and the Boreal Freelands. They don't recognize Cassina’s rule, claiming they are outside the borders of the Court of the Moon . . . Cassina’s kingdom, basically. She claims otherwise, but since they do a lot of trade and they control a very easily defended position in the northern highlands, she lets it slide.”
Jacob chimes in. “It’s a region full of merchants, mercenaries, vagabonds, and Cassina’s enemies. Scoundrels, rogues, villainous scum . . . you’d like the place.”
“In other words, a place that Jacob visits as often as he can and he’s probably the head of the local Rogue’s Gallery,” Noah jokes lightly.
“A place where criminals roam free?” I ask, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice as I struggle to sound sarcastic. “Oh, that sounds safe.”
“It’s as safe as we’re going to get, Princess,” Cole assures me, choosing a staff for himself. “We will head toward a city called The Vale. In the meantime, let us rest. I’ll take first watch.”
Chapter 16
Eve
“Jacob, what are you doing?” I ask, feeling his hard body pressed up against me. “I’m bathing.”
Jacob chuckles, licking the back of my neck and sending trembles down my spine. “Getting what I’ve been promised,” he says, running a hand up my stomach. “Or are you going to deny you want it?”
His fingers trace spells over my nerves, heat filling my body as the water slips over my skin and Jacob’s hands add to it. I push my hips back, moaning when the hard root of his cock presses against my ass.
“You know I do . . . but what about the others?”
Jacob chuckles, licking my ear softly. “Princess, I’m not jealous. You’ll have time with them, solo time, group time. I understand. But this . . . this is mine, and I’ll take my moment before the others join in.”
I blink, and suddenly, I realize that Tyler and Noah are nearby, lounging on their sides and watching with smiles. Their bodies are glowing, every muscle a feast to my eyes as Noah growls lightly, reaching down and starting to stroke his huge cock for me.
Suddenly, Jacob’s teeth nip me . . .
My eyes open and I feel a warm body pressed up against me and another against my front. I run my hand behind me and realize that the body pressed against my back is Jacob. My dream was so realistic, and my body is still so turned on that I roll over, getting close.
“Wake up, Ja
cob,” I whisper, stroking his ear and sliding my hand down his chest. He growls lightly, and I trace down, feeling him harden beneath my fingertips.
“What are you doing, Princess?” Jacob asks, gasping lightly as I wrap my fingers around his hard cock. “Mmm, I shouldn’t argue, should I?”
“I had a dream,” I whisper in his ear, pumping his cock with my fist, “that you get what you’ve been wanting. Should we wake the others?”
“That’s not needed,” Noah says, chuckling above me. “You’re not as quiet as you think.”
I grin and look over my shoulder. “And you, my tender soul?”
“Always here, Princess,” Tyler says, kissing my shoulder. “Do not trouble yourself. Cole is making sure we remain . . . undisturbed for now. Will three of us be enough for you?”
“I’m sure,” I murmur as Tyler strokes his hand down my back, and I feel the pressure of warmth between my two Guardians while Noah waits patiently. Tyler continues, kissing every bump of my spine as he does. My pussy, already wet from my dream, fills with heat as I feel his breath tickle me lower.
Releasing Jacob, who needs to wait if he wants what he really wants, I turn over and give my full attention to Tyler, urging him onto his back. He lies back and I slide over him, my ass pointed toward his face as I lick my lips and Noah gets to his feet.
I reach out, stroking Noah before urging him forward as I sink onto Tyler’s cock. Tyler groans lightly as I start to ride him slowly, rolling my hips as he rests his hands on my ass, knowing what I need. When I feel his thumb start to rub over my puckered asshole, I start for a second, then sigh happily at the sensation.
“Tyler . . . you can do that to my ass any time you want.”
“Princess,” Noah rumbles, and I open, letting him take my head in his hands as he feeds me his cock. I hum, the velvety hard texture of his skin thrilling me even as Tyler’s thumb finds my asshole and he starts to get me wet and open.
I can’t get enough of them. Each of them is just what I need, my inner folds rapidly pulsing with desire and wetness. Noah’s iron-hard discipline holds my head still, pumping his cock in and out of my mouth while Tyler fills my pussy, his hands supporting me while I push my hips back on his thumb, letting me open up more and more.
Jacob can’t watch any longer and comes to my side, cupping my breast and tweaking my nipple as I suck on Noah, Jacob’s eyes watching every flutter of my tongue. I roll my hips, making Tyler moan, and a naughty thrill trickles up my spine as I realize that not only am I going to let Jacob do something I’ve considered but never done before . . . I’m going to let him do it while filled with Tyler’s cock. I’m going to take them both, student and mentor, and give them what they both desire. What I desire.
Noah goes faster, trying to hold back, but I grab his hips, taking control and bobbing my mouth up and down on his thickness. I feel him press against the back of my throat, but I swallow, taking him in as far as I can and looking up into his eyes.
“Princess . . .” he gasps, “I can’t hold back.” He grabs my hair again and pumps his cock in and out of my mouth. I swallow, massaging the head with my throat and tongue until he’s shaking, calling my name out softly until he freezes. I pull back just enough to feel the first burst of his seed on my tongue, and I lick him greedily, not missing a single droplet until he sags back.
I swallow every precious bit, and Jacob looks up at me, cupping my breasts and rolling my nipples slowly. I kiss him deeply, dismounting Tyler to turn around, and Jacob positions himself. His knees are half-bent as the head of his cock presses against my ass. Jacob stops, his hand on my shoulder.
“Princess . . . are you sure?”
“Never been surer,” I reply, looking into Tyler’s eyes as he gazes back, total trust and commitment in his eyes as Jacob pushes forward. There’s a little pain at first, but it’s washed out by the feeling of Tyler sliding deep inside my pussy. I’ve never felt so full. “Holy fuck.”
“That’s what I was going to say,” Jacob says softly, his voice reverent. He stays still, letting my body adjust before thrusting slowly, stretching me out more and more until he’s all the way inside. It’s incredible. I’m so full that I’m not sure I can take it, but my body somehow accommodates it all, Tyler and Jacob sending pain and pleasure coursing through my body.
“Fuck me . . . don’t hold back,” I rasp, talking to both of them, my inner nymph escaping her cage. Tyler growls as his fingers pinch my nipples, and he bucks into me, Jacob finding a pace that means I’m constantly being filled.
It’s like I’m being buffeted by waves in the ocean, each one growing larger until I’m tossed and turned on a typhoon of lust and desire, my entire body tingling. Even my fingertips and toes are buzzing as we go faster and faster.
I have to remember to breathe as I feel Jacob’s sweat drip onto my back. We’re so intense that I can barely think. “Yes, yes, yes!” I cry out softly with each stroke, my body overwhelmed with the sensations. “Oh, my God, I’m gonna—”
“Fuck!” Tyler cries out, his cock swelling inside me. I slam down on top of him as Jacob thrusts hard in my ass, and suddenly, the three of us are coming simultaneously, our bodies pressed together as a cry of ecstasy howls from my lips. Jacob’s unable to speak, his breathless grunt filling my ears while my hips fill with heat. Finally, Jacob sags, sighing once as he pulls out, my ass feeling hollow with his retreat. Tyler follows, gasping. “Eve.”
Tyler strokes my face as we roll over and he gets up. I kiss his hand, getting to my knees on the soft grass. Tyler and Jacob go to clean up and ensure that the camp remains undisturbed as Cole approaches, already taking off his clothes, ready for his turn.
God, I’m never going to get tired of this, I think as Cole pulls out his cock, stroking himself for me. My head fills with whiteness, a fog of beautiful sexual energy that just gets bigger as Cole comes closer and slides his cock into my mouth. “Take it, Princess. Take it and swallow every drop.”
Chapter 17
Tyler
“Tyler, can we talk?”
Tyler, who’s on perimeter security for the next few hours, turns, setting the staff in his hands aside. While he knows he is perfectly capable of ensuring that Eve and the others will be safe with the plain staff in his hands, he itches to get a bow again, to feel the shaped grip and the pull of the taut string on his fingers. No matter what, sometime during their journey to The Vale, they would have to find something. He’s never been there, only heard stories of it. Still, knowing that Cole knows something of the city, he finds himself eager to explore a new place and to do it with a strong bow in his hand.
“Of course, Cole,” Tyler replies, realizing that somehow, Eve did work some magic. The weird jealousy he started to feel with Cole isn’t gone, but it has subsided. “Are the others . . . ?”
“Asleep,” Cole says, looking over his shoulder.
“I still can’t believe I feel this much for her, Cole. It happened so fast.”
“Nor I . . . which is why I came to speak with you.” Cole sits down on the grass, facing Tyler and taking a deep breath before continuing. “I owe you an apology for attacking you.”
Tyler nods. “Well, at least we got the little tussle out of our systems?”
But he knows the answer. It’s more of a statement, not question.
Cole nods, holding out his hand, and they shake.
“She’s become so special to all of us,” Cole says softly. He looks up at Tyler, his eyes open and honest. “It won’t happen again.”
Silence drops between the two, and Tyler thinks back to the first time he saw Eve. She was in that ridiculous human club getup, looking something between a hooker and a hussy, but still, the light in her eyes and the way her clothes hugged her body made his mouth dry and his heart swell.
He looks back at Cole, who’s also lost in his thoughts. “You know, the way she was the first time we . . . got together, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I would dine on her every night if she would let me,
” Tyler whispers. “And I apologize too. I have been jealous at times. She turns to you for advice, for . . . dominance.”
Cole lifts an eyebrow, and Tyler continues.
“But I realize that we all do, and I swear it won’t happen again.”
Cole thinks about Tyler’s words for a moment, then nods. “And when she needs reassurance or a kind heart, she turns to you. We all have a role. The way she makes me feel, for the first time, I feel like I’m more than a sword, and I’m not going to lose that.”
Tyler gawks at Cole for a moment, feeling like he’s seeing a side of his fellow Guardsman that he’s never seen before despite their centuries together. “This would be the point where Jacob would make a ridiculous comment to lighten the moment,” Tyler says, making them both chuckle. “But you are correct. We all fill a role, and it’s a dream come true.”
Tyler watches as Cole thinks back. “So, you really have never felt this way about a woman before?” Tyler asks.
“I felt . . . something once. Before I entered the service,” Cole admits, surprising Tyler. So much of his past is unknown. Even the fact that he has a sister surprised Tyler at first. “But that was many centuries ago, and I’ve . . . moved on.”
Tyler, curious about this glimpse into the time between Cole’s birth and his own, wants to press the matter, but he knows that it is not the right time. Instead, it is time to focus on Eve and their brotherhood as they strive to protect her from the evils in the Fae realm. Tyler stands up, stretching his arms before extending an arm to Cole. “Again, apologies, Cole. You are my friend and brother. Guard’s honor.”
Cole clasps Tyler, forearm to forearm in the Fae way, but shakes his head. “We both know we have sworn ourselves to someone else now. Guard’s honor is a term we need to set aside. But you are my friend and brother and always will be.”
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