by Nina Levine
She takes a gulp of champagne.
“One night, I stumbled upon the king with one of the staff, and that broke my heart because I had feelings for him as I did for Joss.” She shrugs her shoulders. “Joss found me crying in one of the secret passages, and that’s when things changed between us. The attraction we felt between each other blossomed.
“A year after that, on my sixteenth birthday, our parents called us into a room not too dissimilar to this one and decreed the king, and I were now betrothed, and on my eighteenth birthday, we would marry.”
Oh no.
“I was devastated because of what that meant for Joss and me. But all three of us understood our duty and the stations we came from.”
I feel so sorry for her.
“Joss distanced himself from me after that while the king and I found ourselves pushed together more and more. Feelings began again for the king, and I found myself in a little bit of a triangle.”
I see.
“The king knew about Joss and said that we could continue seeing each other until the wedding, and then that was it.”
Oh no.
“I was devastated,” the queen confessed. “My wedding day was equal parts the most amazing day of my life and yet the cruelest because I married the love of my life, but I had to say goodbye to the other love of my life.”
Her hands shake as she takes another sip of her champagne. “I believe the situation you find yourself in now is similar, but with a twist.” She smiles widely at me. I guess you could say that. “If that were an option for my life, I would have taken it,” she candidly confesses to me.
“You don’t think there’s something wrong with me because I want them both equally?” I ask her honestly. She shakes her head while reaching and squeezing my hand.
“I feel that Auggie is me in the scenario. That the king is asking him to give up his love for duty. Not saying that he won’t love you…” she quickly adds.
“I understand… I mean, it’s only been forty-eight hours and a complete whirlwind.” She nods her head in understanding. “I don’t want Augustine to give up Greyson.” The queen’s face softens. “But I understand that they can’t have the relationship that I can have with Augustine.” She nods her head in agreement.
“That night at the party, it was Greyson who caught my attention. I never thought in a million years the prince would pick me. I didn’t mean to flirt with him or to take things further than they went that night.”
The queen sits forward, taking in all of my words.
“There was something there between us,” I tell her honestly. “Of course, Augustine is one of the most handsome men I have ever met, but I never thought I had a chance or that I was good enough for him.”
“But then my son noticed you and Greyson together?” the queen speculates.
“Yes. I later found out it was a test to see if I would be accepting of the two of them,” I tell her.
“And now you are here.” She grins.
Damn! This is really awkward.
“Yes, I understand what my duty is to your family, your country, and the people. And I promise you I will do everything in my power to be the woman you want me to be.” The queen nods at me proudly. “I also want to make your son’s life perfect, too.” The queen stands and opens her arms for me, so I stand and walk into her embrace.
“I know your relationship is unconventional, but I can see why Auggie chose you.” She hugs me tightly. “A mother only wants the best for her child, and the path he was on, I was worried that he may never find true happiness. But I can see you are the one to give that to him.” She squeezes me tighter. “I can never repay you for that.”
14
Augustine
After seeing Greyson off, I’ve buried my head into my work. Lila is off having morning tea with my mother and her friends, talking about all things wedding. I hope Lila is coping with them as they can be overbearing.
There’s a light tap on my office door.
“Come in,” I call out.
The door opens, and Lila walks in looking like a vision dressed in a gorgeous pink dress that stops at her knees. Demure, yet she’s a knockout. She closes the door and saunters into my office.
“I see you survived the wedding talk.”
“We’ve just finished, actually.” She grins.
“Wow! That was a long day.” Looking down at my watch, it’s late in the afternoon, and she’s been at this for hours.
“Yes. But I had fun. Your mother is wonderful.”
Okay, glowing praises about my mother. Have I walked into the Twilight Zone? My mother hasn’t liked any of the girls I’ve dated before, and honestly, I’m surprised she and Lila have gotten along so well. I mean, I hoped they would, and I felt terrible this morning. It was as if I were sending her off to the wolves, but she’s come back glowing, and that makes me happy.
“You’ve let my mother takeover, haven’t you?”
Lila nods her head. “I gave a few suggestions, but I don’t really care what color the invitations are.” She giggles, and I’ve fallen for her a little bit more.
“Come here.” I tap my hand on my desk in front of me.
Lila walks around the wood desk. I grab her hips and place her right in front of me. She kicks off her heels and places a foot on either side of my chair, opening her legs for me. Unfortunately, her dress hides my view. I can’t keep fucking this woman every moment I get with her, but my appetite for her is insatiable.
“Are you happy with what she has planned?”
“Yes. I would have only vetoed something if it was ugly,” she tells me, which makes me chuckle. “Did you know your mother didn’t know that Greyson was sent away?” That fact surprises me. “But she explained the king’s thought process, and I understand,” she explains.
I’m glad she does because I sure as hell don’t.
“I think maybe it’s good for all three of us. Greyson has time where he can think about whether or not this is the life he wants.” She has my attention now. “Because you and I are offering him a life of being our dirty little secret.”
She’s right.
It’s the same fear I’ve had since meeting Lila.
She reaches out and runs her nail down my cheek. “I know it’s what we both want.” Her blue eyes turn molten, which makes my dick tighten in my pants. “And let’s be serious… the three of us together can’t keep our hands to ourselves.” I chuckle because she’s telling the truth. “And when I’m alone with him, I can’t stop touching him either.”
“Same here,” I add.
My dick begins to throb just thinking about Greyson but also about the things Lila and I want to do with him.
“I don’t think Greyson is the distraction. I think we are to him.”
She’s right.
My hands reach out and run up her creamy thighs, pushing the hem of her dress up further and further as we talk.
“I want him to be certain, just as you are,” Lila explains.
“I won’t be happy, but I’ll let him go if this isn’t what he wants.” Just the thought of him being with someone else, building a life with them, makes my heartache. Still, it’s also incredibly hypocritical because he has to sit on the sidelines and watch me build a life with Lila.
Lila’s hand reaches out and cups my face. “I know you would.” She gives me a sad smile. “We both would. Hopefully, he comes back to us.” I nod.
I lift her skirt, exposing her to me. “You naughty little thing, Lila. No underwear again.”
She bites her lips and smiles. “I find myself not wanting to in case…” My hand slides up her thighs, my fingers find her folds and open them wider to me. She lets out a moan at my touch.
“In case of what, beautiful?” I question.
“In case you need to take me,” she confesses on a groan as my thumb finds her clit.
“Really?” My fingers slide in her wetness, which makes her hum. “You’re always so ready for me, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
> “Yes,” she answers breathlessly. I love the way her legs widen for me as she falls back onto her hands, unable to stay seated and giving me access to her delicious little cunt.
“Lay back,” I command.
She lowers herself to her back and lies flat on my desk, giving me better access. I move her legs over my shoulders and roll my chair into the desk, bringing my mouth directly to her pussy. I inhale her feminine scent before my tongue lavishes her.
Lila lets out a moan as my tongue swirls along her clit. Her fingers try and dig into the paperwork that’s strewn all the way around us as I taste her. Over and over, my tongue teases her, bringing her to the edge.
She growls when I deny her an orgasm, which makes me chuckle.
I insert a finger into her, making her buck and then another. Curling them, so they scrape along the sensitive nerves inside of her, I work her harder and harder until she’s a wriggling mess on my desk.
I push her further and further, my fingers finding her G-spot and concentrating on bringing her to orgasm. Thankfully, my family is in the other wing, and my office is soundproof as she’s now screaming the office down.
Her first orgasm hits, and she wriggles underneath my fingers, but I don’t let up.
No.
One isn’t enough for me.
Her hand reaches out to stop my furious fingering, but I swat it away.
“Aug… Aug… no… I… oh… my… Aug,” she screams, her legs shaking, her stomach tensing as I push her further toward euphoria. I’m getting close, so close. I side my tongue against her wetness, and she loses her mind as I make her squirt with my fingers. Her wetness coats my chin as I greedily lap her orgasm up, but I don’t let up.
“Aug, Aug… you’re going… to… kill me… if you… keep… going.” She pants.
That’s the difference between men and women, they can have orgasms one after the other, and this time I want to see how many I can pull from her. So, I don’t stop again. She squirms and screams and curses me, but I don’t listen.
Pushing through the sensitivity I know she’s going through, I want to see if she can go one more time.
I need it.
She needs it.
My lips are on her pussy again as my hand doesn’t let up. Knowing the exact spot that’s driving her wild, I hit it again and again.
“Auggie,” she screams out, using my nickname for the first time. My dick is seconds away from coming in my pants because I’m beyond turned on seeing this beautiful woman wriggling around in front of me, entirely at my mercy.
“Yes. Oh my God… yes,” she screams as I pull another body-shattering orgasm from her body, making her squirt again and again. My mouth there drinking her up, savoring every last drop.
I push the chair away as Lila comes down from her orgasm, unzip myself, and before she even has a chance to grab a breath, I’m inside of her. I’m so beyond turned on. It’s not going to take me long.
Lila is like a ragdoll. She’s exhausted as I continue to thrust into her. She looks up at me with a satisfied grin on her face, so I know she’s enjoying it, but she’s too exhausted. My fingers dig into her hips, holding her in place as I chase my own orgasm moments later.
“You are so fucking perfect, Lila,” I tell her as she lays against my desk. “I am so fucking lucky.” My praise makes her smile as she slowly sits while I’m still nestled inside of her.
“I’m the lucky one,” she tells me as our lips join in a passionate kiss. Both of us expressing the overwhelming feeling we are having at this moment.
I never dreamed I could be this happy outside of Greyson.
15
Augustine
It’s a week before the wedding, and the palace is in full wedding mode. Lila and I are both a little overwhelmed with all the social events and gatherings we’ve been attending. The numerous media engagements and charity events we have taken part in have us a little on the exhausted side over the past three weeks.
During that time, Lila and I have hardly kept our hands off each other. We have been using the secret passageways around the palace whenever we feel the need. And as much as we tried to keep our distance from Greyson, we just couldn’t. Lila walked in one night naked from the shower while Greyson was on the phone, and one thing led to the other. I fucked Lila in front of Greyson, who watched us and jerked himself off to the display. Once we realized how much we all loved it, it turned into a nightly ritual.
“Where are we going?” Lila calls out as I take my boat out of the marina.
“Somewhere special. I promise you will enjoy it.” Smiling down at her as she sunbakes in a barely-there white bikini, my dick twitches. Easy. You’re saving yourself for the surprise.
It’s a beautiful summer’s day, not a cloud in the sky. There is blue above us and below us. Thankfully, I have my maritime license and am able to drive this boat without anyone else on board. It’s the only mode of transport my father lets me take out without bodyguards because of the state-of-the-art security we have installed onboard.
An hour later, I am pulling into a quiet cove. There’s no one around for miles. No one knows of this place, not my family, not the public, just Greyson and me. We used to go as teenagers when we wanted to explore each other without the staff knowing.
I pull up at the rickety old dock, bringing the multimillion-dollar boat to a complete stop. I take Lila’s hand and lead her down the wooden dock.
“Where are we going?” she asks again.
“There is a cave up ahead that has a gorgeous grotto we can swim around naked in.” Wriggling my brows at her, I say, “It’s a great place to get away from it all for a couple of hours at least.”
Her blue eyes widen with surprise, and a broad smile appears on her face. We walk across the beach and turn the corner, and there it is a large, dark cave.
“It looks so beautiful.” She gasps as we head into the cave. “It’s so much cooler in here.” Instantly the temperature drops, and I pull out a tie from my pocket.
Lila’s eyes widen with curiosity.
“Put this on, sweetheart.”
She bites her lip and does as she’s told. She looks so beautiful standing there in next to nothing. I’ve noticed her nipples poking through the material, she’s turned on. Little does she know things are about to get a whole lot better.
“I’m ready, Auggie.” I love that she’s started to use my nickname. I especially love hearing it from her lips as I bring her to orgasm.
“Let me lay down the picnic blanket, and then we can start.” She shivers as I leave her there—her senses heightening due to her loss of sight. I place the large blanket down on the cool sand, and moments later, Greyson walks into the grotto around the corner.
I hold my finger up to my lips, indicating to be quiet.
We planned this little picnic a couple of days ago when we realized how much we missed each other.
My heart skips a beat seeing him walking toward us, his skin browner from his days spent in the sun out here. He reaches for me, and we kiss. I can’t believe how much I have missed him.
It’s frantic and escalates rather quickly. Both of us are undressing the other hastily. He drops to his knees in the sand and has my hard dick in his mouth in an instant. I stifle a moan as his lips wrap around me, then he gives me a couple of sucks before standing again.
There will be time for more later.
Greyson gives me a wink as he turns his attention toward Lila, who’s standing there looking like a dream. He bites his knuckles as he drinks her in. I know the feeling oh so well.
“The blanket is all set now, sweetheart.” I take her hand. “I’ll guide you to it.” She tentatively follows after me, and I help her down onto the ground. “Open wide for me, baby girl. I need to see how wet you are.” She does as she is told. “This time, you can be as loud as you want. No one can hear us.”
She gives me a wicked grin in understanding.
I elbow Greyson, who’s standing there mesmerized. He shakes hi
s head and falls to his knees.
“Whatever you do, Lila, do not take your blindfold off, okay?” She hums her answer. “Lay back and enjoy all the wicked things I’m going to do to you.”
Greyson falls to his knees and begins to kiss up and down her creamy thighs, and she squirms underneath his touch. He runs his fingers over the material of her bikini bottoms. He moves to all fours for me as I squirt some lube onto me. I stand behind Greyson, and my fingers run over his hips and down his taut, white ass. My wet thumb slides against his hole, and he stifles a moan. I have to bite my lip from doing the same.
My thumb pushes in and connects with the sensitive nerves inside. I fiddle with a condom as I work him over, getting him ready for me. I watch as Greyson has untied the corners of Lila’s bikini bottoms and has thrown them to the side. His nose runs along her slit, and she moans at the contact. He teases her, and the moment he connects with her pussy is the moment I begin to push myself deep inside of him.
He stifles his moan at the intrusion against Lila.
“Stop,” Lila calls out.
We both still.
She rips the blindfold off, and her eyes widen as she sees Greyson between her thighs. “I knew it,” she squeals. “I would know that moan anywhere.” She grins, tears glisten in her eyes as she looks down at Greyson, then she looks over at me. “You were going to surprise me with him.”
I nod my head.
Then, her eyes fall to where I’m nestled deep inside of Greyson. A wicked grin falls across her lips. “I want Greyson to fuck me while you’re fucking him. I want us all to be connected.”
Greyson grabs another condom from the bag beside us on the rug. He doesn’t need to be told twice. He sheaths himself while Lila unties her white bikini top and throws it to the side, and opens her legs wide for Greyson. It takes a little bit of maneuvering before we find the right positions, and he can sink deep inside of her. We all move slowly, working out how the mechanics until we eventually get into the swing of it and begin moving as one—all of us connected together, exactly the way it should be. It doesn’t take us long until we’re coming one by one, our releases echoing through the cave.
