Starkeeper of the Fractured Crown

Soft and loving.

Soft and lo—

He sprang free from his pants and the first thing I thought was“Definitely larger than the males here.”Maybe that made me selfish, but damn.Damn.

Cole shoved my pants as far down as they would go in the position I was in, grabbed my legs just under my knees, and yanked me forward.

I found his eyes, but his were cast down. Which was better. If I looked too long, I’d want to kiss him. For right now this is what it needed to be. This is what it had to be.

I panted as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer, hooking my chin over his shoulder.

“Soft and loving,”I chanted as I pulled myself up and slowly, carefully, eased myself down on top of him.

I closed my eyes, concentrating on how it felt to bestretched out by him. I hadn’t prepared. Hadn’t worked myself up, so it was a little painful for the first few seconds until his precum worked its way around him.

I swallowed as my ass hit the table again. Cole slid his hands around me and jerked me forward again, a grunt escaping me as a chill ran down my spine.

Gods, he felt good.Thisfelt good.

My eyes opened as Cole pulled out to the very tip and shoved himself back into me.

And I froze, fear growing and growing until my entire body was formed from it. Carved from it.

Trick watched me from the center of the room, not feet from us. He was shrouded in darkness, wearing a hood all his own, looking at me from the shadows, nothing alight but his bright green eyes and that sickening, daring smile gracing his lips.

Oh fuck.

Cole pulled out and slammed in again, groaning. “Fuck, Kyra, you’re so fucking wet.”

No.

No!

Soft and loving notthis.

I gripped into his shirt, tightening my legs around him as he slammed into me, my stomach buzzing, spine tingling.

Trick’s shadows drifted around him lazily, his eyes locked onto mine, such a feral rage in them, it made tears prickle at the corner of my eyes.

I groaned, grinding against Cole, unable to help myself.

Cole went harder, the table moving under us. Hereleased me and grabbed my arms, pulling them out from around him.

Trick just watched, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he would do. He couldn’t very well kill his High General, but maybe he would. Maybe I had just gotten Cole killed over some sick fascination his High King had for me.

He guided me back, pushing me down until I was on my back, and I let him, wanting nothing more than to get Trick out of my line of sight.

I stared up at those stars as Cole grabbed my legs and jerked me forward again, crumpling the papers underneath me.

He was going to kill me.

Cole’s hands wrapped under my legs, and he carefully eased both legs up until they rested against his shoulders before he started slamming into me again.

“Soft and loving,”I chanted and slowly angled my hips up until he hit that that perfect little spot.

I groaned deeply, my back arching as I reached up and grabbed hold of the edge of the table on either side of my head.

“Do you like that?” Cole grunted.