It wasn’t until she felt a hand sweep up her skirt and land between her thighs that she knew she was doomed. There was no way in hell she could resist them now. She’d already allowed it to go too far. Drake’s fingers found her most sensitive areas, caressing her flesh gently, and all she could do was take hold of his shoulders to steady herself. His hand only left her flesh for a moment when her dress began to slip from her shoulders. As soon as she stood naked before them, the three men began to cover her flesh in kisses.
Blake seemed to take his brother’s position even as Drake dropped down onto his knees before her. While the one gripped hold of her face and pressed his lips firmly to hers, the other gripped hold of her hips and forced his face between her thighs. Her exclamation of shock and pleasure was lost on Blake’s lips as she felt his brother devouring her hungrily.
Oh, Lord! Please! Her mind began to whirl with pleasure and longing. She wanted more. She needed more. Having allowed her powers to come first for so long, she’d neglected her body, and it was evident now, as she stood helplessly pressed between the bodies of three fae men. They were the only thing holding her up, and she knew if they moved away, she would collapse to her knees.
“Let us give you what you want,” Menion whispered into her ear from behind, and Kira felt a spark of surprise as she felt something hard and warm pressed up against her buttocks. It was certainly way too large to be a finger, and not flat enough to be a hand. It poked at her eagerly, and instinctively, she reached a hand behind her to take Menion’s rock hard member into her hand. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the sheer size of him, and for a moment she protested inwardly.
I’m a virgin! She wanted to scream the words at them, but there was nothing she could do as Menion gripped her hips and pulled her backwards onto him. She expected pain, blinding pain and screaming, but when Menion slowly edged his way inside her, all she felt was an uncomfortable stretching sensation before pleasure began to build like a tightening knot in her stomach.
Kira suddenly didn’t know what to do with her hands. Reaching out instinctively, she found Blake’s hard cock hovering before her and gripped it firmly in her palm. He groaned against her lips even as she began to stroke up and down his shaft. Drake began to trace kisses up her thighs and stomach even as Menion began to thrust, and moments later, as Drake finally stood beside his brother, she had another cock in her free hand.
A smile of pure pleasure began to spread across Kira’s face, and she closed her eyes again, enjoying the way the two brothers stroked and caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples until she squealed with pleasure.
“Umm…Kira?” All movement suddenly stopped.
Kira gasped in shock as she suddenly found herself back in bed beneath the blankets. Drake stared down at her with a dark expression of concern on his face as he pulled on his now-dry tunic.
Crap! Was that a vision? Kira gasped, glancing around the cabin to see that both Blake and Menion were also on their feet, but none of them were anywhere near her. Glancing down, she saw that not only was she still wrapped in her blanket, but she was also fully clothed. It couldn’t have been a vision, she realized with astonishment. She rarely had visions that actually involved herself. No. she’d been fantasizing; not about one of them but about all of them. Realizing she was still smiling like a schoolgirl, she quickly covered the expression with an expressionless mask and cleared her throat. She could only hope, none of them had a special power to read minds, because if they’d sensed what she’d just been thinking, she was sure they would’ve jumped at the chance to experience it. Fae men were all the same: only interested in two things, sex and power.
“What is it?” Kira asked, slightly more aggressively than she’d intended to. She forced herself up into a sitting position as she realized Blake and Menion were also pulling their clothes on, which had dried overnight.
“The snow has stopped,” Drake announced, and Kira couldn’t help the wave of disappointment that crept over her. Now she would be forced to make her decision. She could either go back down the mountain to the winter court, or she could remain here in this desolate, freezing place. Neither option sounded all that great to her, but the truth was she was fed up with being lonely.
“Then it looks as though it’s time we prepared to leave,” Kira stated, pushing herself up from the bed. She noticed the way Blake’s handsome face broadened into a brilliant smile.
“Does that mean…”
“I’m coming with you, yes.” Kira nodded and turned to Rudy to rub him behind the ear. “Just as long as Rudy can come along too.”
Chapter 6 - Drake
Traveling back down the mountain was even tougher than it had been climbing up. Not only was the snow knee deep and in some places even mid-thigh, but they now had an extra fae and a human to contend with. The traveler who seemed to have it the easiest was Rudy. Whenever the little fox wasn’t perched on his owner’s petite shoulder, he was racing ahead, nuzzling in the snow as if he thought he might be able to catch something to eat.
Drake found himself drawing close to Kira, impatient to always be there whenever she might need a hand. The thought that she might be hurt on the way down the mountain made his stomach clench, and he could think of nothing worse. His half-frozen wings would be no use to her if she did fall, but if the worst came to the worst, he would throw himself to her aid even at the cost of his own wellbeing.
What is wrong with me? He asked himself several times when he realized he couldn’t even bring himself to look away from her. The beautiful oracle had captured him in a way he’d never felt before, and whenever he glanced at Menion and his brother, he got the distinct sense that they were under her spell also. They only seemed to look away whenever they could feel Drake looking at them, and even then, Drake found that he was always quick to look back at Kira before anything awful could happen.
It wasn’t until they were halfway down the mountain and in the cover of denser trees that had sheltered the ground from the worst of the snow, that they finally stopped to allow Kira to rest. Though she hadn’t complained once, it was clear from the look on her face that she was having a hard time on the journey. The way she crumpled onto the trunk of a tree the moment Blake suggested they rest told Drake her limbs were stiff and sore. Dark circles had begun to form beneath her eyes, showing just how exhausted she was, and yet she still didn’t complain.
“I’ll see if I can get a fire going,” Menion suggested, and the prince hurried off before anyone protested that he probably wouldn’t be able to find any wood dry enough to make a fire.
“One of us should probably go with him,” Blake suggested, looking expectantly at his brother. Drake quickly nodded and smirked, gesturing with a wave for him to be on his way. Blake offered him a suspicious look, and then glanced at Kira, but said nothing as he turned and began to follow the prince out of the clearing.
The moment they were both gone, Drake turned to Kira and wandered over cautiously, worried she might not welcome his concern as he asked, “Are you alright?”
At first the oracle seemed not to hear him. She had her eyes closed, her head rested against the tree trunk, with Rudy already nuzzling into the area between her chest and her pulled up knees. Drake was just beginning to think that he should leave her be when she opened one eye and gazed up at him. There was a spark of something unfamiliar in the blue depths of her eye, and then she closed it again with a huff. “What do you think?”
There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, as if he should’ve known not to even bother to ask the question. With a sigh Drake began to turn away, determined to leave her be if she was in no mood to talk. He was only halfway over to a tree stump that was sprinkled with a small layer of snow when she called him back, “Hey, I’m sorry. I’m just in a foul mood.”
Drake looked back over his shoulder to see that she was patting the mossy trunk beside her. It appeared to be the driest place in the clearing, and Drake didn’t need to be told twice to go and sit beside her. Even through the thick layers of clothing she was wearing, Drake could smell her as he sat down. The scent of wildflowers and berries hit his nostrils and made him lean in closer to get another whiff of it.
“It’s been a long time since I traveled this far from the cabin,” Kira admitted, removing one glove so she could bury her fingers in Rudy’s fur and give him a good scratch.
“How did you do it?” Drake asked. His curiosity had gotten the better of him long ago, and yet he’d managed to stop himself from asking too many questions, until now. The oracle didn’t seem like the kind of woman who liked to give information freely. Drake couldn’t say he blamed her. His father, King Lucius, had always stated that knowledge was power, and the kind of woman who could see the future must know that her knowledge in the wrong hands could be disastrous.
“How did I do what?” Kira asked without looking at him.
“How did you live all those years up there on your own?” Drake asked sympathetically, “Didn’t you get lonely?”