Forged by Malice (Beasts of the Briar, #3)

by Elizabeth Helen

“Isn’t she absolutely perfect, Ez?” Farron gasps. “Just look at her.” “I am,” Ezryn says. “Put her legs over your shoulders.”

“Come for us, Baby Girl.”

Let’s see if you can be as quick a learner at magic as you are at pleasuring our girl.”

“The mountains told me your name. The forest sang your song. My heart has been searching for you since the first dawn.”

“My heart searches for you, too, Ez,” she whispers. “Let me find you.”

“Daytonales, you are my mate.” She snatches my jaw. “Let me fuck you in the blood of the enemies we slayed and prove it.”

Call me old-fashioned, but bringing a lady to a private arboretum and eating her out like your own personal buffet kind of feels like courting.

For some reason, the perfectly made-up bed looks like an unkept promise, an invitation to muss the sheets and send the pillows flying.

It’s just that I’ve only ever caught glimpses of his skin: the line of wrist between his armor and his gloves, the beautiful curve of neck under his helmet. And each of these were like treasures to be squirreled away. But now… Now he’s on display like a piece of art, and merely looking doesn’t feel like it could ever satisfy.

How can I tell him the first time I saw him sitting at the dining table in Castletree, I pictured him throwing me over it?

“I could pass a thousand seasons staring at you and never have my fill of your beauty. I want you when the cherry blossoms fall in spring, and during the balmy nights of summer. I want you on a forest floor filled with autumn leaves and shivering in winter’s snow.”

“I choose you, Rosalina,” he whispers. “Whatever you’re willing to give me.”

“I find the scariest beasts aren’t the ones with teeth and claws, but the ones that hide behind a smile.”

Peeling her dress off and taking in her body. Then I’d run my mouth over every dip and curve until I got lower. My lips quirk. Kel had already taken care of her panties. Not that my princess is overly fond of those. Her sweet nectar would be readily available. I lick my lips, groaning, cock twitching. How easy it is to imagine taking her, the sounds she’d make, her face… What sort of expressions would she make?

Maybe there’s a small part of her that recognizes that I would never hurt her. That I would never let anyone else hurt her. I know one thing. I’d fill her, claim her, make her watch only me as we exploded in pleasure together. Then I’d watch her disappear. To him.

The vision changes… Her lying before Kel, naked and completely wrecked by me. What would he do? Take her right away, trying to establish his claim like a big, brooding alpha? He’d do it fast, with strength, powerful strokes that would wrack her whole body. And oh, she’d melt into him, every soft curve of her against his hard edges. His giant cock sliding in and out of her pussy, already filled with my seed.

“Oh, the things I want to do to you. The sounds I want you to make for everyone to hear. There’d be no doubt that you are mine.”

“I want the entire world to know you belong to me,”

“First, I’d tell you to spread those long legs and let me gaze on what’s mine.” “You think this pussy belongs to you?”

“You have no idea how much it turns me on to have you watch. To even be near you. Gods, you’re so hot, I could come just looking at you. And the fact you’re watching, that you may want me⁠—”

“I want to lay you out in front of everyone and fuck you, Rose, so they know you’re mine.”

“Would you like that, Rose? To be covered in my scent, my seed?”

Unhinged desire surges through me,

“How would you like to be bred? Filled with load after load of my cum until your belly swells with our child?”

“Promise me something.” “Of course.” “Tonight, when you dance, look at the stars. Know that I’ll be looking at them, too, thinking of you.”

I find myself smiling at how unabashedly she feels everything; there’s no thought to hide her joy or mask her pain. I wonder what it would be like to feel everything so freely.

“There are thousands of versions of that story, Ez. Maybe one day I’ll write my own. One where Lancelot and Guinevere end up together.” “I will be the first to read it.”

“Really, Farron, a goat sacrifice? How barbaric.” I shrug. “How am I to know what you dark princes like?” “What I like is you, Autumn Prince. On your knees and begging for me.”

“Rosalina, are you ready to be pleasured by three fae at once?” he says as he takes a seat behind me and cradles my head in his lap. I nod, whimpering with anticipation. Dayton snatches my jaw. “Use your words, Blossom.” “Yes, I’m yours. I’m all of yours.”

“I could take this outfit off and I wouldn’t be so cute,” I glower. He slams to the hilt. “You’ll always be cute. But don’t you dare take this off.”

“Beautiful,” Farron gasps, watching us with wide eyes. “All of you.” Ezryn puts my head on the bench and reaches forward to grip Dayton around the back of the neck. “Don’t let her come yet.” “Ez,” I whine. “Please, I⁠—” Dayton’s lips part, blond hair tangled around his face, then he smirks. “Aye, Daddy.”

“You see that?” Dayton says. “That looks to me like a sorely ignored cock for a waiting mouth.” I lick my lips and blink up at the Spring Prince.

“Oh Baby, you have no idea how hot you look sucking cock,” Dayton groans. “Especially with your ass bouncing in this frilly little skirt.”

Gasping, I look up at Ezryn. “It would feel better if you let me come, Daddy.”

“Come for us, Baby Girl,”

Ah, but I love all the things that aren’t good for me.

“Rescind the bargain,” I growl. “Oh, I remember now,” he purrs. His voice takes on a dark purpose. “Let me take no other but you. If one day, my vow shall prove false and I lie with another, let them serve you in repentance until you tire of them as I did your heart. And if ever there is no love between us, let this bargain melt away like snow under rain.”

I lunge, the shadows giving slightly, so I tower above him. “I would never subject anyone to the likes of you. Especially Rosalina.” “Oh, she looks like mine right now. All wrapped up in shadows.”

There’s a low growl in his throat. He pulls me on to his lap. “Because it is utter torment. To have the most beautiful and kind and strange woman as my mate and not be allowed to do more than look upon her.”

The thought of truly having her, of sharing her with my brother, sends me nearly over the edge.

“I’ve always trusted you with my life, but now I trust you with my heart as well. You’ll keep her safe in the Spring Realm.”

“Listen to me, and listen to me well, Pup. You are mine. I am yours. And she is ours. Until either of you say otherwise or force me away.”

“I want to take you in a way no one else has,” I breathe. His eyes shine. “I want to give you that.” Elation surges through my chest, and a genuine smile appears on my face. This … This is safety. This is home. “Let’s take it slow, yeah?” Dayton says. “I want to enjoy every piece of you tonight.”

Then he sits up on his elbows. “I need you now, Fare. Fuck me.” Then he smiles. “No … Make love to me.”

“Come with me.” “Where?” “All over me,” I breathe. A feral glint possesses his gaze. “Are you ready to fill my ass, Pup? I want your cum dripping out of me. Hold nothing back.” “It’s all for you.”

“I’m yours, Kel. You know I’m yours.” He grips me around the waist and tugs me over his hips. “Then hold on to the headboard and sit on my face.”

“Rest assured, being able to touch you, to watch you come apart under my care alone, is all the pleasure I need.

“You’re holding yourself up.” Kel’s rough stubble scratches the inside of my thigh. “I mean for you to use the headboard to push yourself down.” “I’ll suffocate you,” I whisper. He makes a dissatisfied sound. “What need do I have for air with your thighs around my head?”

“Fair enough.” Keldarion chuckles lightly, propping the cold object at my entrance. “But that is considering you still have a voice tomorrow and have not lost it all screaming.”

She is fierce. She made bargains with fae, rescued a realm, rescued us. She laughs with abandon and loves without judgment. She leaves every path she crosses more beautiful.