Chapter: Chapter 62: Snowbound WonderANWEN'S POVI woke alone.The room was quiet and still, yet pleasantly warm thanks to the fire they had kept burning for me.The three kings had likely returned to matters of actual importance after spending most of the previous day with me.Heat crept into my face at the memory.I was still sore and drained, but deeply content.Even afterward, they had taken care of me. Brammon had fed me and bathed me. Rhydan, though characteristically silent, had changed the soiled sheets. And Fenric had dressed me in something warm and comfortable before tucking me into bed.My gaze drifted to the small table near the wall.Breakfast had been left there, along with my draught.I smiled despite myself. Brammon would probably appear out of thin air if I forgot it again and click his tongue in frustration.Not wanting to test that theory, I ate first.The food was still warm enough to be enjoyable, and with nowhere to be and no one rushing me, I took my time, savoring every bite.Once I was finished,
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Chapter: Chapter 61: Swallowing PrideANWEN'S POVBrammon gave no warning. His hand tangled in my hair, rough and insistent. Then he was pushing into my mouth—thick, demanding, stretching my lips wide.He was girthier than Fenric—substantially so—and my eyes widened as I groaned in protest around him. The sound was swallowed, lost beneath the wet slide of him as he began to thrust, his hand guiding my head in time with his hips."Relax," Brammon said above me, his voice strained. "Just take it."I tried to obey, forcing my jaw to loosen, my throat to open. But it was difficult—he was simply too large, and I hadn't recovered from Fenric. My jaw ached, my throat felt raw, and this new stretch burned in a way that made my eyes water.Then I felt movement behind me. Fenric's hand slid between my thighs, a single finger dragging through my drenched core, and I let out an embarrassing mewl—a sound of pleading that I couldn't suppress.He laughed, light and knowing. "You want relief?"Tears streamed down my face, humiliation wa
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Chapter: Chapter 60: Her TurnANWEN'S POVI couldn't tell how long I'd been asleep.The room was dim when I opened my eyes, the fading light beyond the small window washed in shades of gray and gold. It could have been late afternoon. Or perhaps evening.Then again, the days were growing shorter now that the colder months were approaching.For a few moments, I remained where I was as the memory of what had happened just before I fell asleep rushed back. Heat crawled up my skin almost immediately.Then I turned my head.Fenric was watching me.He lay on his side, facing me, his silver-gray gaze so intense that I instinctively pulled the blanket up to my chin.I rolled onto my other side, only to discover Brammon sitting there with his arms crossed, his expression as stern as ever. At least his horns had already retracted.Rhydan remained seated in a chair, his boots resting atop the sleeping pallet, one foot touching my knee.For a moment, I wondered if they had stayed like this the entire time I'd slept. None of t
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Chapter: Chapter 59: While She SleepsBRAMMON'S POVI watched Fenric lower Anwen onto the pallet with a gentleness that seemed almost unnatural for someone like him.The care he took in arranging her—making sure not to disturb her sleep—sent an uncomfortable twist through my chest. I couldn't say if it was jealousy or merely the same hunger that had been gnawing at me since Rhydan and I walked in on them tangled together. Anwen was asleep. Gone completely.Her breathing was deep and even now, a stark contrast to the gasping, crying out that had filled this chamber moments before.I couldn't look away. None of us could.Fenric stretched out beside her, propped on one elbow, his thumb tracing the air just above her cheek without quite touching. The bastard was hopelessly smitten. His gaze never left her face, tracking every flutter of her lashes, every subtle shift of her jaw, every faint change in her breathing.Across the room, Rhydan sat frozen in his chair. Even from here, I could hear the rough, measured rhythm of his
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Chapter: Chapter 58: BarbedANWEN'S POVI was still floating in that hazy aftermath when Rhydan's voice cut through the fog."She's ready for you, Brammon," he said.Before his words even registered, Brammon moved. He grabbed my knees and slung them over his broad shoulders, his large hands gripping my thighs to hold me in place. I had no time to recover, no time to catch my breath—he simply lowered his head and brought his mouth between my thighs, his tongue finding my swollen, oversensitive flesh.“Wait,” I gasped, pleading for a reprieve.But no one heard.Then he slid his tongue inside me. And it was everything I had imagined.No, it was more.It was magnificent. Thick and impossibly long, filling me in ways that made my vision blur at the edges, reaching places that had never been touched so thoroughly, moving with swift, rhythmic precision that had me gasping within seconds.I found my peak again in no time, crashing over the edge with a cry that sounded torn from my throat.He didn't pull away. He licked
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Chapter: Chapter 57: UnraveledANWEN'S POVBrammon’s hands clamped around my ankles, yanking me to the edge of the sleeping pallet. He pulled me toward both him and Rhydan, then knelt.Fenric was kneeling behind me as well, his muscular abdomen pressed against my back, both supporting me and holding me in place at the same time.Without warning, Brammon forced my legs open. “No!” I shrieked, horror sending me bolt upright.I tried to close them, but Fenric’s hands gripped my knees, holding them spread wide for the others to see. Heat bloomed beneath my skin under their intense gaze.“Fenric,” I breathed, writhing as I fought his hold.But he wouldn’t budge. So I stilled, tears slipping down my face.Fenric pressed his lips against my ear. “Shh,” he murmured. “It’s all right. I just want them to see how perfect you are.”For what felt like an eternity, they stared in silence. Their eyes blazed with hunger, noses flared, throats bobbing with swallowed desire.As seconds passed, the shame—the humiliation—gradually t
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