A City of Emeralds and Envy: An Oz Retelling (Wicked Darlings Book 3) by Rebecca F. Kenney

Author:Rebecca F. Kenney [Kenney, Rebecca F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2023-09-07T16:00:00+00:00

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When my robe slips to the floor, Caer and Riordan exhale hungrily, eagerly. They could have anyone, these two. Anyone beautiful and powerful, Fae or human. But they want me. They have chosen me, and they belong to me. That assurance leaves no room for self-consciousness.

They shed their clothing—Caer in a frantic rush, Riordan with slow purpose. We don’t speak of how tonight might be our only chance to join like this. We simply slide together, fitting as if we are all three pieces of a puzzle designed by the gods themselves. My breasts glide hot and full against Caer’s lean chest while his claws trace up my sides. His length pushes against my thigh.

Riordan approaches behind me, undoing my braided hair with the same studied gentleness he used to examine me when I was his captive. The hot tip of his cock pokes at the groove of my ass, and I remember the thickness of that cock, the girth of it shoving into me when I lay Heartless and suffering.

This is as it should be. Not choosing between them—I could never. This is the knot we were meant to tie, all of us. I close my eyes and surrender to sensation.

Hot skin, silky smooth over firm flesh, encompasses me from all sides. The strength rolling from both of them, the swell of muscle and hardness of sinew—it steals my breath, fires my blood to the shimmering heat of a summer’s day in the fields. One of my hands travels the slope of Caer’s waist and side, while I reach back and grab Riordan’s hip with my other hand.

Caer plays with my curved human ears, traces them with his claws, nips at them with his teeth, while Riordan’s hips surge against my backside and his hand slips over my sex, between my legs. I whimper at the brush of his fingers across my clit.

“Yes, kitten,” he says, low, and then kisses Caer again, right by my ear, while his central finger slips into my wet entrance. He has vanished the claws, but the scars are ever-present, their texture strangely titillating as he adds a second finger.

Caer shifts from kissing Riordan and takes my mouth, his long purple tongue flickering over mine, exploring, filling me with the taste of violets from him and citrus from Riordan. He’s careful with his teeth, as I’m cautious with my tongue.

Riordan’s fingers pull slowly out of my pussy, and then Caer gasps, a sweet helpless sound passing from his lips into my mouth. The White Rabbit has wrapped his hand around Caer’s dick and he’s pumping—I can feel the motion against my thigh.

“I get your pussy,” Riordan breathes hot against my ear. “Caer takes your mouth.”

“Yes,” I gasp.

Somehow we move toward the bed, limbs interlaced, hips urgently bucking, spines arching, sharp exhales issuing from each of us in turn as questing fingers find new hollows, new points of heat and pleasure. I’m kissing Riordan now, utterly abandoned to the raw, glorious agony that is his wicked, ravaged mouth.

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