Page 59 of The Stolen Throne
Finding it silly now, I duck my eyes as I feel my cheeks flush. “It’s stupid now that I think about it.”
Bene’s brows furrow as he says, “Nonsense.”
Mir comes to stand on my other side. “What caused you to panic, Darling?”
“I thought I had done something wrong,” I mumble.
“What makes you think you did something wrong?” Alair asks from his spot behind Bene.
My men close in around me as I shrug. “None of you would meet my eyes. I thought I had done something to upset you.”
Their eyes widen as they exchange looks with each other. Rev huffs out a sigh, then says, “Nothing you do will cause us upset, Sunshine.”
“We are upset with ourselves, Princess, not you,” Kas admits.
I look between my men until my eyes meet Dax’s. “You are upset with yourselves?”
Dax nods and shifts his gaze downward, so it no longer meets mine. I lightly push between the others to make my way over to him. Reaching my hand up to rest against the center of his chest, I feel his rapid heartbeat as he stiffens under my touch. “Why are you upset, love?” I ask in a whisper.
He answers quietly, “We are true villains, Eira. We could not protect you. We failed you.”
With my other hand, I grab his to place his palm over my steady heart. Each beat is a testament to how they saved me. How he saved me. “Do you feel that?” He nods and I continue, “My heart beats because of all of you. It beats because you cast the spell and were willing to pay the price.”
His voice breaks when he says, “We have cursed you.”
I move the hand I have pressed against his chest to cup his cheek and shift his face, so his glassy blue eyes meet mine. With a gentle smile, I say, “You hold a piece of me within yourself now. All of you hold a piece of me forever. If that is what it means to be cursed, then so be it.”
His free hand comes up to rest on my cheek as his eyes shift to black, giving away how much this upsets him. “This is not what I wished for you.”
Not liking the pain I hear in his voice, I release my hold on his cheek and back away. His eyes widen for a moment as if he thinks I’m rejecting him until he sees the big smile on my face. “What are you doing, Little Raven?”
I begin stripping off my clothes, leaving myself completely bare in front of my men. I was planning to take a shower anyway. My vision shifts, and I realize my eyes must be black now. I notice that colors are sharper and more pronounced, as if I’m a predator in search of prey.
“I am yours,” I state with conviction before my eyes shift to each of my men. “I am all of yours.” Making my way over to the shower, I peek over my shoulder at them with a smirk. “If I am to be cursed forever, then show me just how cursed I am. Show me how wicked the villains I have bound to my soul to are.”
Without hesitation, Mir strips off his clothes and slowly stalks over to me. “You want to know how wicked we can be?”
I hum as he stands naked in front of me. Lightly trailing a finger down his chest, I reply, “Your darkness does not scare me, Mir.” My fingers caress the metal balls around the head of his cock before wrapping tightly around it and giving him a slow stroke. He sucks in a breath as I release him. Sliding my fingers around his balls, I give them a soft squeeze. Before I release them, I feel the cool bite of metal on my fingertips. I grin as I slide my finger to the spot between his balls and ass to find a small metal hoop. Seems I’ve found his secret piercing. I press the area before allowing my nail to hook in the loop and give it a tug.
His eyes instantly turn black, and he growls, “Do not tease me, Darling.”
“Who’s teasing?”
He snarls and slides his hands down over my ass to lift me up. He nips at my breasts, making me groan. “Are you sure you want my darkness?” Mir asks.
I suck in a breath when I feel his dark tendrils caress my skin. “Yes,” I say with a breathy sigh. I look over to see the others are still staring at me, their eyes full of hunger. The looks they send me have me clenching my thighs together, desperate for friction where I need it the most.
When I meet Kas’s gaze, I know exactly what to say to make him lose his tightly wound control. I groan when Mir sucks on my nipple. “Kas,” I whine.
He grunts. “What do you want, Princess?”
Moaning, I slip my fingers into Mir’s hair to pull him deeper into my chest, loving how he sucks and nips my breasts. “Fuck me like you hate me,” I say breathlessly.
Dark tendrils fill the room as Kas rips off his clothes and marches over to us. Mir has me pressed against the shower wall until Kas steps into it with us. “Move,” Kas demands.
Mir chuckles against my breast and pulls me away from the wall. “You’ve done it now, Darling.”
I scream when two fingers roughly slam into my cunt. It melts into a moan as Kas places a soft kiss on my shoulder before nipping it. “Do you want my cock, Princess?”