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Story: Fawn

When I glare at him, he shrugs and nods his head in the direction of Wolf. Point made: Wolf is here, but he also does not know.

Nox pushes his fingers between my closed thighs, the tips bushing my pussy and sending a sweet jolt through my swollen clit. My legs part of their own volition. I huff a ragged breath. My panties offer no protection as thick fingertips leisurely pet over my intimate folds.

“Nox,” I hiss, although, by this point, I don’t know if I’m asking him to stop or do more. This feels very naughty—scandalous.

No, I don’t believe I want him to stop, even though every gentle caress cranks up my arousal, and I can’t possibly find relief here.

“Did you get her off in the pool?” he asks Eiden casually.

“Yes, I, um... went down on her again,” Eiden says thickly, his eyes bouncing between his plate and my lap.

I take a large bite of my croissant to stifle the moan as Nox’s fingers slip underneath the edge of my panties.

His fingertips lightly pet my swollen clit. He makes a tutting sound. “Absolutely filthy and wet. Eat breakfast like a good girl, and no one will notice what I do.”

I reach for my cup of tea but think better of it.

“You should probably relax today,” Nox says, slightly louder. “Maybe, read one of your books? I heard you enjoyed your visit to the library.”

‘I... I did.” My words are coming out on a pant. How can Wolf and Seven not notice?

“Well, we’ve got a patrol this morning,” Nox says. “Eiden and I are taking Jude. And Seven has his royal duties, which will keep him busy.” He plunges two fingers into my core and curves them, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves that makes me twitch. “So I dare say you’ll have a bit of time on your own. Blue will keep you company.”

My face is burning. I try not to react. I want to come. I can’t come. I stuff another piece of croissant into my mouth. It doesn’t help. My next moan is loud.

Seven and Wolf swing their faces my way.

Nox stills his fingers.

“Are you well, Fawn?” Seven asks, frowning.

I swear my cheeks are hotter than the fiery pits of hell. “Fine, thank you! I think I’m going to rest today,” I say inadequately… which is when Nox slides his fingers out, brushing over my clit. The sweet, almost climax sensation undoes the last of my restraint. I clamp my hand over my mouth—I doubt it does a damn thing to fool anyone.

Nox lifts the fingers he has just had inside me to his lips and sucks with a deep, satisfied groan.

I tear my gaze away only to slam into Wolf, who glares at us.

“I just needed a little taste,” Nox says.

Eiden makes a choking sound.

“The fuck! You’re a bold bastard,” Wolf rumbles.

Nox shrugs, picks up a crispy piece of bacon, and stuffs it into his mouth while leaning casually back in his chair. I brace myself, thinking Wolf is going to launch himself at him. Butthen he resolutely returns to his breakfast and whatever he was talking about to Seven.

Nox pushes his chair back and drops his napkin on the table. Leaning down, he cups my cheek, turns me to face him… and plants a chaste kiss on my lips.

The silence around the table is deafening as he brushes his thumb across my lower lip.

“Later, little doe,” he says. Then he winks at me and strides off.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Fawn

Eiden leaves soon after, and it feels entirely natural when he lowers his head to kiss me before he goes. Wolf is right behind him. Only he doesn’t stop with a mere kiss. Instead, he lifts me into his arms, plants his lips on mine, and doesn’t stop until I’m breathless.

Then, instead of putting me back in my chair, he strides over to where Seven is sitting and drops me into his lap. “She did not eat anything with that bastard teasing her. Make sure she eats… and that she is not in any distress after he left her hanging.”