Free Under a Blood Moon: Beaux Rêve Coven, Book 2 by Delilah Devlin Page A

darling.”
    A rough hand soothed over her bottom. “She’s hot here. Thought I’d go nuts listening while you spanked her.”
    She knew that had to be Mikkel because he sounded amused and horny.
    Elias knelt beside the bed and leaned toward her, kissing her mouth. “You will never want for attention, beautiful.”
    She mewed again and licked her lips, liking his salty flavor. “I’m going to be a very busy girl.”
    Mikkel laughed and crawled toward the headboard where he seated himself and then slid toward her with his legs parted, his intention clear.
    She laughed softly and came up on her elbows. “You’re not the least subtle.”
    “There are three of us. I figure subtle will never get me a blowjob.”
    Behind her, Renner petted her butt. “Her pussy’s mine until she’s claimed.”
    She liked the firm warning in his voice and was relieved he wasn’t leaving it to chance or a broken condom. She wanted him first. Wanted him last. When she died, she wanted to be resting in his arms. Something she was sure the twins understood, because they nodded and then settled in to play.
    What followed was a blur of decadent pleasure. She suckled Mikkel’s balls and then took his cock deep into her mouth and throat. Elias made room for himself beneath her chest to suck at her breasts while she tugged and stroked his cock.
    Renner parted her folds and pushed against her opening, filling her still very wet channel. Miren surrendered control to the three, her moans and gasps joining theirs until their cries echoed around the room.
    At the last, Renner pounded her while the twins kissed and stroked her hot skin. When she came, they soothed her, whispering promises to love and care for her for as long as they walked this plane.
    Lying atop Renner while she recovered, she enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, flanked on both sides by two handsome demons. Her sisters would be so jealous. Would likely wonder about the possibilities about to open for them when the others learned about their arrangement.
    Renner fingered the tips of her breasts. “Would you like to take the boat out tomorrow?”
    “Will you all crew for me?”
    “Of course.”
    “You have your own jobs.”
    “Until you’re claimed, our job is you.”
    She lifted her head to study his expression. There was no impatience, no judgment. “Then I guess it better be soon or I’ll be out of business.”
    His crooked grin coaxed her own to stretch across her face, and she laid her cheek over his heart to listen to the loud thud. “The full moon’s tomorrow night. I don’t want a church wedding. I want to marry like a proper witch.”
    A long sigh lowered Renner’s chest, and he kissed her hair. “Tomorrow night then. Sure you want witnesses?”
    “I want my sisters with me. I want them to know that anything is possible if they want it badly enough.”
    “No more fears about demons stealing power?”
    She looked at Elias, whose eyes sparkled in the moonlight. “There are three of you in case one decides to get greedy. I think I’m covered.”
    Elias smirked. “You’re in charge. Except when we are here.”
    Her smile faded. “Elias, are you and your brother sure you want to join us? Renner will claim me. My child will be his.”
    Elias’s smile softened. He tapped her nose. “Miren, darling, you have a very loving heart. Big enough to make room for us. Of that, I have no fear. You watch, we will protect you, pleasure you. Our bond will strengthen. And when your child comes, we will love it as our own.”
    Miren swallowed the lump burning the back of her throat. “We’ll need a bigger bed.”
    With laughter rising, filling the room, Miren’s mind swirled with all the loving possibilities.

Chapter Six
    Renner watched as Miren haggled with the buyer at the docks, enjoying how she negotiated, part Southern honey—exaggerated on her part, since she didn’t have a drop of Southern belle in her blood—and part vinegar. When both were satisfied with