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“Do we like women?” Nikolas guessed, a wicked twinkle in his eyes. “Oh, yes, my lady. We most certainly do. Don’t we, Dain?”

Dain didn’t lift his stare from my chest. “A lot.”

The embers under my skin sizzled to life, the fire building anew. I shifted in the tub, and water lapped at my nipples. Pleasure-pain stabbed at my breasts and shot between my legs. My pussy clenched, my inner walls clamping hard.

Oh gods. The orgasm hadn’t solved anything.

I curled my fingers over the edges of the tub as my teeth started to chatter again. “The potion,” I managed, biting back a moan. “It’s not stopping…”

Nikolas stepped toward me. Then he halted, his knuckles going white as he appeared to struggle with some great inner turmoil. “One release won’t be enough. Not with this high of a dose.”

Panic tightened my grip on the tub. “How do you know this?”

A shadow flitted through his eyes—there and gone so quickly I couldn’t be certain I saw it. “This isn’t the first brothel in Saldu to use such tactics,” he said.

It was criminal. The human king had a responsibility to put a stop to it.

I opened my mouth to say as much when heat blindsided me.

The fire roared, the flames even hotter than before.

I writhed in the water, jaws of lust clamping hard.

I thrust my hand between my legs and stroked.

My clit buzzed, but the friction wasn’t enough. It was never going to be enough.

“What should I do?” I gasped, tears clogging my throat. Even as the haze of desire descended, the little voice lectured, reminding me of my duty. Of decorum. You’re the Crown Princess of the Summer Court. You don’t lose control. You don’t let go.

But it was too late for that. The fire had already engulfed me, burning away my inhibitions. Now it was back—and it bent close and whispered a suggestion.

Use the men.

“I can’t,” I gasped, squeezing the edges of the tub. I was betrothed to Corvus. I had a duty to the Summer Court to marry a high-ranking lord and give the kingdom an heir. Besides, I loved Corvus. He was intelligent and handsome. He knew his way around a woman’s body. He was hung like a?—

He’s not here, the fire whispered.

“Shut up,” I snapped.

Nikolas and Dain exchanged a worried glance. Nikolas took a step forward. “Look, my lady?—”

“Strip,” I commanded, the word jumping from my lips before I could stop it. I rose and clamored from the tub, sloshing water onto the floor. More sluiced down my body as I slipped and slid to the bed and climbed onto it. I collapsed against the pillows, my hips lifting.

The men stared, jaws agape. Erections tented the front of their trousers. They ached as fiercely as I did.

“Make yourselves come,” I added, my fingers going to my clit. I was beyond modesty. Water dried on my skin, the fire burning it away as I spread my legs and chased relief.

The men looked at each other, silent communication flowing between them.

“Go on,” I said, stroking faster. My teeth chattered, the sound of my molars knocking together joined by the smack of my fingers on my slick, swollen clit. “We’ll only c-continue to s-suffer if we don’t c-come.”

Dain and Nikolas shared another look. Then, as if they’d reached a decision together, they scrambled to obey.

Boots thumped against the floorboards. Shirts and trousers followed in record time. Nude, they crashed together, nipping and biting at each other’s mouths as they stumbled toward the tub. Their kiss was a wild, savage clash of tongues and teeth.

The backs of Nikolas’s knees struck the edge of the tub.

A scream lodged in my throat as they splashed in together, spraying water everywhere.

I sat up, worry piercing my desire, but neither man appeared hurt.

More water splashed onto the floor as Dain leaned his back against the tub’s side and pulled Nikolas into his lap.

“Fuck, yes,” Nikolas rasped, straddling him. The fire in the hearth popped as Dain yanked Nikolas even closer and then took both their cocks in hand.

Heat crashed through me. I collapsed against the pillows, my fingers working faster on my clit as Dain stroked his massive fist up and down their shafts.

Their cockheads nestled side by side, moisture swelling at the tips.

Nikolas rolled his hips, his mouth agape and his eyes glassy as he fucked his cock against Dain’s.

Their grunts and moans filled the room, mingling with the slosh of water as they rocked together.

My hips moved in time with Dain’s pumping fist. My fingers circled faster.

Pressure built between my legs. Pleasure beckoned, the promise of relief like a ribbon of cool water.

It would feel so good if I could just reach it.

Nikolas turned his head and locked eyes with me. His cheeks were flushed. Water droplets clung to his dark hair like translucent pearls. He grabbed the knot at Dain’s nape and forced Dain’s gaze to the bed. “Look at her,” he rasped. “She likes watching us. Just like she did at the river.”

Dain’s blue eyes glittered. His lips parted, and his gaze roamed my body, running from my breasts to my splayed thighs. His stare was a hot brand on my pussy, the intensity just as searing as the love potion’s fire.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growled. “Wider, Bel. We want to see.”

I squirmed on the bed, lust and embarrassment rushing me.

But both were so, so good. So wicked and forbidden.

My breasts felt heavier, my body lush and open.

Their shared attention tightened my nipples and sent more heat gushing to my pussy.

Spreading my thighs wider, I dipped my fingers to my entrance, dabbling in the silky arousal that gathered there.

I carried it back to my clit and gave myself slick, furious strokes.

The men moaned as one, their gazes never wavering from my pussy. Dain jerked their cocks faster. The three of us gasped together. Moved together. Lust sparkled in the air. I sparkled, too, every nerve like a writhing, dancing flame.

“Imagine her around us,” Nikolas panted, his hips rolling. “So wet and tight. Gods, the way she’d feel...”

“Perfect,” Dain growled, his fist a blur. “She’d be perfect.”

The image flashed through my mind—the three of us tangled together, their cocks stretching me as they took turns. They’d come inside me, one after the other, filling me up and then some.

“Yes,” I sobbed, more fantasies forming in my head. They’d take me together, Dain on his knees behind me with his big hands on my hips. Nikolas would kneel in front, his dark eyes intense as he fed his cock between my lips.

I worked my clit with tight, fast circles, the smack of my arousal so loud I could have sworn it echoed off the walls.

Nikolas curled over Dain, his fingers digging into Dain’s shoulders. “Fuck!” Nikolas cried. “Oh fuck, I’m coming.”

Dain tensed. Then he roared, muscles rippling as he and Nikolas came together. Creamy ropes of come shot from their cocks and coated their hands and chests. Ejaculate splashed Dain’s chin and bottom lip. He licked it away.

The sight shoved me over the edge. I bowed off the bed, my orgasm flinging me through the ceiling and into the sky. I swam among the stars, bliss wrapping its silken arms around me.

The fire fled, and I floated on a cool river, my body rocked by gentle currents. Awareness returned in bits and pieces, murmured, masculine voices drifting around me as I struggled to open my eyes.

“Easy, Bel,” one of the voices whispered, accompanied by strong hands maneuvering me. Someone pulled a sheet to my chin. Water splashed, and a fire popped.

But it wasn’t the fire. That was gone. And I didn’t have to worry. Not with Nikolas and Dain. Somewhere in my mind, I knew the reprieve was temporary. Morning would bring consequences. But it wasn’t morning yet, and my eyelids were far too heavy to lift.

So I didn’t bother. I sighed, letting the men’s murmurs carry me into sleep.