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“Of course.” I raised myself off Prince Rory’s cock and twisted around to meet Prince August’s eyes.

The Summer Prince was stroking his huge cock, squeezing it hard around the tip, so it drizzled pre-cum.

“Could you release their bonds?” I asked.

“It might be a frenzy,” replied Prince August.

“At some point, I’m going to have to accommodate more than two faeries at once,” I tamped down the frisson of excitement awakening my hungry core. “It may as well be now.”

Prince August clicked his fingers, and Prince Bradwell pounced. The cerise-haired faerie wrapped his arms around my waist and flew us out from under the bridge.

My stomach lurched, and a scream tore from my lips. Was he going to take me to Lady Gala or to Queen Titania for execution?

Chapter 15

A cold sweat broke out across my naked skin, and palpitations spasmed through my heart. I placed my palms on Prince Bradwell’s chest, trying to push him off, but his grip remained as immovable as iron. The landscape whizzed as we ascended past the weeping willow and over the forest until the bridge was a blot in the distance.

Wind rushed through my ears, drowning out my frantic pulse. If Prince Bradwell dropped me, I would probably die… if nobody saved me first.

“What are you doing?” I shrieked.

He stared down at me with hard eyes but didn’t reply.

The three other princes flew behind us, but Prince Bradwell had a head start. Up and up we went, toward the stars, toward the strangely large moon until my head spun. This was higher than any tower, and the mist in the air told me we had probably reached the beginnings of a cloud.

Despite the terror quickening my heart, the pulse between my legs pounded with excitement, and wetness flooded my folds. A breathy moan escaped my lips, and I grabbed Prince Bradwell’s nipples and pinched.

Something in his expression broke, and he hissed through his teeth. “Wrap your legs around me.”

I tugged harder at his nipples, which made him clench his teeth, but he showed no sign of descending. “Put me down!”

“Do it,” he snarled.

My human side wanted to rake his face until he released my waist, but my faerie instincts forced me to obey. Releasing his nipples, I shifted within his grip, opened my legs, and wrapped them around his hips.

As his thick, hot dick brushed against my slit, a jolt of pleasure tightened my core. With a loud gasp, I cried, “You want to fuck me in the sky?”

One of his hands reached between us, holding himself steady enough for me to guide my opening over his cock-head. With a little wriggle, I slid down his shaft.

Prince Bradwell stopped ascending and growled.

Ripples of sensation traveled up and down my core. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my muscles spasmed around his girth. The molten heat faded, replaced by an intense hunger for his cock.

“Ride me,” he murmured into my ear.

I didn’t need another heat flare to get going. My hips rose on their own, and soon, I was bouncing a steady beat up and down his thick erection. A gentle breeze caressed my naked body, cooling my fevered skin.

Prince Bradwell’s wings sliced the air like the blades of a helicopter, their rhythmic strokes guiding my movements. His tongue traced the shell of my ear, sending tiny sparks of pleasure down my neck, and my tightened nipples brushed against his strong pecs.

The arms holding me around the waist cupped my ass, raising and lowering me down his hard, pulsing cock. Prince August floated on my left and Prince Rory on my right, but there was no sign of the Winter Prince. If he had used this opportunity to escape and find Lady Gala—

A hard thrust sent an explosion of pleasure through my core, and I squeezed my eyes shut. “Ah!”

“You’re so hot and tight,” Prince Bradwell whispered into my ear, and he pumped himself in and out of my hungry channel. “So eager.”

“Oooh!” I didn’t know whether it was the aerial fucking or the fact that I’d already mated with two princes and was mating with a third, but this felt perfect.

Prince Bradwell and I built up a steady rhythm of hot and heavy thrusts. Each time my enlarged clit rubbed against his pelvis, it sent a bolt of ecstasy that made me gasp.