Fae Games by Sofia Daniel

Ebooks are delivered via a link to your confirmation email and via our delivery partner, Bookfunnel.com

You can read books in any e-reader (Kindle, Nook, Kobo, iBooks, etc) on your tablet, phone, computer, or via the Bookfunnel app.

Prince Rory sat on my right, nibbling on my earlobes and feeding me featherlight vol-au-vents. He glanced down at his slumbering brother, whose head rested on my lap. “Push the dead weight to the floor. You don’t need him.”

I ran my fingers through Prince Caulden’s silken hair. “Can you wake him?”

“Later.” Prince Rory placed a kiss on my jaw, which sent sparks of pleasure down my neck. Despite having been sprayed with the antidote, the effects of the Emporium fabric still lingered.

I tilted my neck to the side, giving his lips and tongue better access.

“You’re ravishing.” Prince Rory said as he lavished my neck with open-mouthed kisses, sucking, nipping, licking… setting my sensitive flesh alight with his caresses.

“Oh.” My eyelids fluttered closed, and a hot breath slipped from between my lips. This was beyond anything I had ever experienced, and I squeezed my thighs together, holding back the yearning in my pulsing core.

“I want you. Now,” he growled.

“Take me.” My voice was a breathy gasp.

My inner Sicily scolded me for trying to have sex with one brother while the other slumbered with his head on my lap, but I pushed it aside. I wanted Prince Rory. Needed him. And nothing was going to stop me from getting him to finish the job the Emporium had started.

His large hand slipped under my blazer, and he cupped my breast and rubbed the pad of his thumb over my nipple. Sensations more intense than anything I had felt sparked down to my slick folds, and a cry tore from my throat.

“You’re so responsive,” he murmured into my ear. “Are your pantalettes wet for me?”

Groaning with pent-up desire, I squirmed on the cushion. In my haste to get dressed, I hadn’t bothered to put on my panties. Somehow, I didn’t think Prince Rory would mind.

“Open your legs,” he said in a voice so commanding, I had to obey.

As Prince Rory peppered my lips with soft, wet kisses, something heavy rolled off my lap, followed by a thud. The slumbering Prince Caulden.

“Wait.” I pulled back from the kiss. “Your brother—”

“Can take care of himself.” Prince Rory crashed his lips on mine, the force of his kiss parting my lips and lowering me to the bench.

“Mmmm…” He leaned his hot, hard body onto mine, laying me flat on the bench.

The cushioned seat swelled underneath my back, as though preparing for the oncoming movement. Prince Rory straddled my hips, his gaze locked with mine, and his eyes burned bright with desire. The slide of his fingertips up my thigh left a trail of fire on my flesh that gathered in my molten core.

“I must see all of you.” With his other hand, he eased my top button open and pressed his lips on my exposed flesh.

“Yes!” Threading my fingers in his russet hair, which felt as luxurious and silky as his brother’s, I bucked my hips against his hardness and pulled him into my chest.

Prince Rory raised his head. “You’re a female who knows what she enjoys.”

“Aren’t you the same?” I reached between our bodies and cupped a hand around his erection.

His breaths quickened, and the fingers stroking my outer thighs slid over the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh and to my wet folds. His brows rose, and a grin crossed his handsome features. “No pantalettes?”

“In my pocket.”

Prince Rory’s chuckle was low and deep and sent tingles to my aching nub. He moved further down my body and hummed with appreciation. Then he circled my clit with a finger, sending a swirl of sensations around my core.

“I have to know something.” His breath puffed against my wet folds.

“Yes?” I replied.

“You’re even wetter than the last time I tasted you. Is your heat coming?”

I shook my head. “Half-blood. Not all of us go into heat.”

“What’s going on?” Prince Caulden raised himself off the floor. His nostrils flared, and his lips paled and flattened.

My gaze dropped to Prince Rory, who was too busy kissing my exposed breasts to care that his brother had awakened from the enforced hibernation. I swallowed hard. A fight was about to break out.

I turned to Prince Caulden, meeting the cold fury in his eyes. Whatever Emporium had done to his senses remained. Fixing my gaze on his snarling lips, I murmured, “Kiss me.”

“What?” he asked.

“I need you.”

The fury on Prince Caulden’s face cleared, and he pressed his lips onto mine in a tentative kiss.

“That was nice,” I said. “May I have another?”

“Unity.” Prince Caulden placed a second kiss on my lips. “Your conduct with my brother is most unseemly.”

“Sorry,” I said, not meaning a word of my apology. “Would you like to suck my nipples?”

1. Fae Trials
2. Fae Games
3. Fae Mates