EXTRACT FOR
The Queen's Bodyguard
(Daisy Rose)

"Be gentle with her," James, who has had an entire lifetime of taking care of her, who had reminded so many of her fragility, found it difficult to forget, even now that she had gotten healthier.



"Were you gentle with her?" Damien hummed, his voice nothing more than a low vibration against her body, thrumming through her and threatening to take her apart once more. 



She snorted, remembering how James had taken her apart on top of a desk, of all things. She had bruises for days afterwards. "He wasn't," she said. 



James pressed a kiss to the inside of her knee in apology and was quickly distracted kissing more of her, pressing her legs up against her chest so he could have access to more of her skin. She whimpered as she was bared to both men. 



Damien paid more attention to her breasts, alternating between kissing and sucking her nipples, while James sucked bruises on her inner thigh. He seemed to have a thing with leaving his marks on her skin and she would be more annoyed if she hadn't enjoyed pressing on the changing colors of his bruises the week after he left. 



Unable to stand the silence, she started blabbering. "James was so cruel to me. He used so many fingers to open me up and then he didn't even ask if he could come inside me," she whined. 



James drew his attention between her legs, tongue darting out to taste her head. as she talked. 



"And he was too big, but he didn't ah, ah, he didn't care when I told him so," she cried out, distracted by the way Damien was licking around her nipple. 



"You liked having me inside you," James said in that perfectly monotonous voice of his, like he was commenting on the weather. "But you can try taking Damien's cock today and see if he's any different."