His story touches me, and all I can think about was the last time I saw my father. Our conversation over wine. I wish so much that I would have known then he was my father so I could have told him it was me.
Luther’s hand is at my back, rubbing small circles.
Deimos swings open the door, and before me lays a beautiful, grand room that whisks me away into another world.
Pearlescent walls dripping with green vines covered in small white flowers. Rows and rows of white benches, as though we’ve stepped into a gothic church. A fresco of fairies and flowers on the lofty ceiling. There are freaking real trees along the back wall, filled with green leaves and flowers, the ceiling there made of glass to let in natural light.
In front of the trees are four thrones, all black with golden patterns to match my husbands' rings. The high backs are engraved, except one is different. A ruby stone is embedded into the crest.
“Is that—”
“Yes,” Ahren answers. “Your little friend Hiss had another ruby the fairies were guarding, and she is gifting it to you.”
I want to run outside and hug her. My cheeks are now officially hurting from smiling so much. It’s still hard coming to terms with all of this, but it doesn’t stop me from twirling on the spot. “You did this for us?”
“Well, magic was involved,” Luther tells me and leads me forward by the hand.
Deimos shuts the door behind us, and once I take my seat, it’s Ahren who stands in front of me. The other two are to the side—it’s like they have their own ceremony planned.
“What's going on?” I ask, finding my throne rather comfortable as I recline and look out into the room. The seat is wide and can easily seat two people, so naturally I picture myself snuggling in it with one of my men.
My crown, along with the princes’—no, kings’—have been put safely away for now, but a girl could get used to wearing it and sitting up here.
“This room is brand new, as are the thrones. And we figured this would be the perfect time to break them in,” Ahren announces. The way he stares at me is different from the serious expression I'm used to. Today he is playful and flirtatious, and I completely love seeing him happy for a change.
He falls to his knees before me, and I straighten in my seat. Except, he takes my ankles and tugs slightly so I'm slouching again.
“Whoa.” I grip the armrests to avoid tumbling off.
“I remember you made me a promise,” he teases, his hand slithering under my gown and crawling up my legs to my knees.
My heartbeat intensifies as heat coils deep in my gut. “Yeah, and what is that?” My breath catches in my throat as his hands pry open my legs as much as the seat allows, which is quite wide, apparently. Is this why they build them so large?
“I haven't been able to think about anything else but you not wearing any underwear.” Ahren's touch slides between my thighs, his fingers grazing the heat, the inferno, the melted puddle of what they all do to me.
“Fuck! I need you,” he growls and pushes the fabric up as he tucks his head under.
Before I can respond, he grips my hips and drags my ass to balance on the edge of my seat, placing me in prime position.
My heart beats hysterically as arousal intensifies with fury through me.
“What if someone comes in and... Ahh.” I throw my head back, clasping the arms of my throne as Ahren's mouth clasps over my pussy.
Unrelentingly, his tongue flicks as he devours me like an animal.
I'm crying out, groaning, while Deimos and Luther close in, both of them bunching the fabric of my wedding dress around my waist.
“We need to see this,” Deimos insists.
Luther is already unbuckling his pants, staring down at Ahren eating me out, my legs spread wide.
I pat the fabric down so I can see my kings get off as much as I am. Ahren pushes two fingers into me, tugging on my clit with his mouth. Fire streaks through me, the warm heartbeat between my thighs growing in intensity.
The euphoria rushing over me comes fast, and I'm not sure how much longer I'll last.
“I want to fuck you bending over the throne,” Deimos coos.
Now, if being a queen means having your pussy licked and claimed by the three most insanely handsome fae in the world, well... I'm fucking intend to be the best Queen this realm has ever seen.
I look back and love the feeling after the ceremony… After everything I’ve been through, I finally found my home.
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