Edmund guided Lucien to the edge of the bed and pushed back into his slick entrance, their mix spilling out around him as he rocked his hips.
Lucien trembled and moaned softly, his thighs shaking while he sat on top of Edmund's lap, trying to steady himself.
The Leopard leaned in close, his breath warm against Lucien's ear while his eyes shifted toward Adrian, who glared at him from the side.
"Tell me, my jewel. What punishment does a cocky alpha like Adrian deserve?"
Lucien's ears twitched, awareness returning like a spark. That bastard had been begging for BDSM sessions over and over again, even building a full sex dungeon for him.
A slow smirk formed over Lucien's flushed lips as he tilted his head. "A cock ring would be nice. Maybe a prince's wand too."
Adrian's face drained of color instantly. A bead of sweat slid down his temple as he stared at Lucien in disbelief.
