by Rachel Angel
Ori grinned. “Talking about face, why didn’t you pull off my mask that night when you could have? I bet they sent you a message to pull off mine for more prize money. Why didn’t you?”
“I didn’t want to embarrass you. I thought you wore a mask for a reason so the prize money for that night would be fine. I didn’t need to embarrass or humiliate anyone for more.”
“There!” Ori said. “I knew there was a Disney Princess in you.”
I laughed at his joke.
“Hunter saw it, and I saw it…Tempest, you have the heart of a noble. Not the kind of noble because you’re of royal blood, but the kind like the Knights of Camelot.”
“Maybe I may be a descendant,” I said. “My parents didn’t really tell me where we came from. And in the United States, we don’t take family heraldry and heritage as seriously as some countries.”
Ori leaned in close, kissing my lips with the lightest of kisses before cupping my cheeks. Heat flamed between us, and Ori deepened his kiss, his mouth devouring mine. I kissed him back, tongue against tongue, hungry for more of him.
He pushed me against the wall, lifting my shirt over my bra and pining my arms above me with one hand. Using his knee to open my legs, he pressed his hardness against the crotch of my panties. “I want you, Tempest,” he commanded. “I wanted you before K3, I want you after. I found you first, but I’ll take you last. I’ll take you anyway I can, Tempest, as long as I can.”
He ripped the closure of my bra opened and groaned. “Heavenly. You have the most perfectly round beautifully shaped breasts.” His mouth was instantly on my breasts, sucking and licking them to full peakness.
Reaching down, he tore off my panties and lifted me to sit on top of his shoulders, burrowing his face into my core, eating me until I was shuddering.
“Oh Ori,” I cried out. He bit down on my clit, sending me into waves of pleasure before lowering me flushed against his body.
“Let’s start each session like this,” he grinned before kissing me.
“Yes,” I kissed back, happy to finally admit my secret to someone else who had the same secret of his own.
Chapter 9
The rest of the day went according to plan with me being walked to class and back or sharing a class with one of the K3s. After my training session with Ori, Hunter and I headed off to Music. I was called upon by the music instructor to play a piece. I decided to play one that I had composed on my way to music class, while walking with Hunter.
It was called, “The Thrill of the Chase,” which had an epic cinematic sound to it and alternated between fast-paced action to delicate romance. When the teacher asked what inspired me to write the song, I pointed to Hunter, who stood up and openly kissed me passionately on the mouth.
After class, while walking me to math class, which Kaz had promised to be in with me but had to cancel, Hunter beamed at me proudly. “That song…you’re so brilliant and talented, Tempest. It’s exactly what I wanted. I can’t believe you wrote it all in a matter of minutes.”
“Well, it helps to have photographic memory,” I said.
“Is that what you have?” Hunter asked.
“It comes and goes, but I definitely have it.”
“Wow, you’re full of amazing surprises the more I get to know you,” he said.
“I could say the same for you, Mr. Art Teacher.”
“For that, I’ll give you extra credits,” he joked.
He kissed me and said, “Behave with Kaz. He tends to be a showoff in Math, but I know you’re just as or even more brilliant.”
*****
Since Kaz had an important meeting concerning Kingsbury Prep Trustees, he texted me that he would be late to class.
Kaz: Take good notes, Tempest, or I’ll be angry.
Me: I’ll sabotage your notes so you’ll be angry, and then we’ll have hot makeup sex afterwards.
Kaz: [Surprise Emoji] I’ll choose hot makeup sex with you any day over good notes.
Me: I’m of the “Why Choose” persuasion. I’ll surprise you with good notes and hot makeup sex.
Kaz: That’s why I’m beginning to fall for you hard.
Me: It’s because of the hot makeup sex.
The math teacher coughed as he noticed me texting throughout his lecture. “Ms. Ryan, since you already know this subject very well, why don’t you teach the class all about the Theory of Pi.”
I gulped. Did I remember that theory?
I stood up and was about to go to the board when Kaz walked into class, like the gorgeous King of Kingsbury that he was. “Sorry I’m late,” he told Dr. Stein. “Was in a Trustee meeting for Kingsbury, and I asked Tempest to text me a play-by-play of your lecture. I didn’t want to miss any or it.” His beautiful azure blue eyes met my violet ones. “It’s so captivating.”
Dr. Stein looked at me and nodded. “Please sit down Ms. Ryan.”
I went to sit down next to Kaz, and he turned to squeeze my knees. “What do you have after this class?”
“Lunch,” I said.
“Good,” he said, “We’re having lunch at my place. And lunch will be on you.” He gave me a heated glance.
As class ended, Kaz stood up quickly and grabbed my hand, leading me away from everyone and walking as fast as possible down the hallway and to the gardens and walkways heading to Kaz’s house.
The front entry house door was barely closed when Kaz lifted me from the waist and spun me around. He cupped my face and kissed me deeply. “I’ve been thinking about nothing all day but fucking you, Tempest. It’s an aching itch I have for you that I can’t get rid of. The more I scratched, the more it’s inflamed.” His mouth smashed into mine, and he stripped off my skirt and tore my panties. He dropped his slacks and boxers, already plunging his rock hard girth into me. I felt every vein in his girth tightly as he slid in and out at a frenzied feverish pace. In and out, thrust after thrust.
“Kaz!” I exploded.
“Oh, Tempest, my beautiful Tempest,” he cried out before arching his back and shuddering.
His arms reached for me afterwards and pulled me to him. He kissed me tenderly on my forehead before placing his against it. Our eyes stared at each other, as though there were a million things to say.
Finally, Kaz sprayed kisses all over my face, as though he couldn’t get enough of me. “I’ve never known anyone like you, Tempest.”
Chapter 10
The rest of the day, I was escorted to my classes as we had planned. Adjusting to a new school and new classes came easier than I thought, especially when I had one of the K3s in most of my classes.
I had two classes with Hunter and two classes with Kaz. The only class I didn’t have was Government.
Ori escorted me to Government, but couldn’t stay since he had another class next door. “Text me for anything,” he said. “I’m just next door. And when your class is over, I’ll meet you outside.”
“Sure Ori,” I said.
He leaned in and kissed me. “Are you going to be fine being alone here? I could skip my class to be here with you.”
“No, don’t do that, Ori,” I said. “You need to go to your own classes, too. You know, of all people here, that I could take care of myself.”
Ori smiled. “I know that firsthand, Champion Girl,” he said. “And just so you know, with me, if you can fight me, you’ll earn my respect. You fought and pummeled me. You’ve demolished me, Tempest.” His silver blue eyes glowed with pride. “I may have lost the fight tournament, but I won because I found you. You can take care of yourself, no doubt about it.” He pulled me to him and kissed me long and slowly until my toes were curling.
“Ori…I want more…but not here…”
“Later, Babe,” he whispered. “I promised.”
He left, and I went to my seat at the front of the class.
A man about the same age as Mr. Nichols peered at me from behind thick glasses. “We have a new student, class,” he said. “Welcome Tempest Ryan, to Government and Diplomacy.”
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“Thank you,” I said.
“We’re glad you are in this class. At Kingsbury Prep, everyone here is from some country or another with almost similar government-styles. You, on the other hand, have a different government. I’d like the opportunity to have you speak on your country’s government once in a while as compared to everyone’s.”
“My pleasure,” I said. “As most of you know, I’m from the United States of America. It was founded by a group of men who believed in rights for the people and a government without excessive taxation. They also believed in democracy, where people can vote in their leaders.”
A hand shot up in the air.
My teacher, nodded at the student.
“How can you trust the people to make the right choices for leadership?”
“It depends on what they believe in and what they stand for,” I said.
I looked at the teacher who smiled encouragingly at me.
“I could go on and on about the way government works in the U.S., but I think you were planning on another lecture, Dr. Holland,” I said.
“I was, but your speech was very interesting,” Dr. Holland said. “And many of the students in this room are curious about it.”
“That’s great!” I said. “They can ask away.”
After class ended, I felt as though I was truly a student at Kingsbury Prep. And the students in class were fellow classmates.
“That was quite informative,” a girl with blonde hair said. “I’m Jessica,” she said.
“Good lecture,” a brown-haired boy with round glasses said. “I’m Philip.”
“Good job,” Dr. Holland came up to me and said. “I’m glad we finally have someone here who can give a different perspective from the other students. I hope you stay,” he said. “These kids need to see another perspective of governing besides their own. I’ve been pushing for Kingsbury to have a student like you, for years.”
“So I was beginning to see,” I said.
I noticed Ori peeking in from outside the classroom just then.
“I’ll have to go to my next class,” I said leaving.
Mr. Holland nodded and said, “See you next class. I won’t put you on the spot like today, though. I was just too excited to have an American here.”
I smiled. “Besides Ms. Turlington and the other teachers, you’re one of the few who seemed to like me being here.”
“Change takes time,” Mr. Holland said. “Sometimes thousands of years. But it does happen over time. And oftentimes, change happens one person at a time.” He smiled and said. “I’m glad to see you, Kaz, and the rest of the K3s are good friends. Changing Kaz, whose influence is paramount at Kingsbury Prep, is a good start.”
It was the kind of encouragement I needed, and it was also good to have found another ally who supported why I was at Kingsbury after all.
Chapter 11
Weeks Later
Weeks have gone by since I moved into Kaz’s house and became the center of K3’s life at Kingsbury Prep. I was excelling in every class, and taking part in Kaz’s, Ori’s, and Hunter’s life outside of Kingsbury Prep. I was happier than I have been in years, and was now part of all the same activities the K3s were part of at Kingsbury, including the Kingsbury Birthday Ball, which celebrated the founding of Kingsbury Castle.
As the head of the student body, K3 had to take the lead in organizing the Kingsbury Birthday Bash. Of course the boys elected me to be the lead of this venture. They of course would do what I bid of them.
Each of them had confessed to me that they loved our relationship dynamics, mainly because we were like a family at Kingsbury. They also loved that I was the perfect woman for them all, one who was especially strong enough to be their everything. I was strong enough, confident enough, and well-rounded enough to be able to handle each of the guys. I guess it always helped that I had many interests and abilities, too.
Now, this was where our relationship would finally get challenged. The more that I learned about Kingsbury Prep’s history and the Birthday Ball, the more that I learned it was steeped in the history of royal succession. Their families would be here. The Kings and Queens would be at Kingsbury Prep to meet with their children’s teachers.
Kaz’s parents would be arriving in a few days. Hunter’s and Ori’s parents would be arriving later. The Ball had to be impressive.
“Where do you have any Kingsbury artifacts?” I asked Kaz.
“Why?” he asked, kissing my neck in bed.
“How about something to display to show the prestigious history of Kingsbury Castle? It’s what your parents would like to see, wouldn’t they?”
“Some piece of art would make them curious. Royals love to acquire a piece of ancient history, especially art that could never be found,” Hunter said, licking my breasts.
“Or military arms and warfare antiquities,” Ori said. “My parents are especially interested in arms and weaponry. Even torture devices,” he said torturing me between my legs. His teeth bit down lightly on my folds, jolting me up with a moan.
“Something from Kingsbury’s past would be valuable,” Kaz said moving onto my kissing my breasts. “They would have whatever they have locked up and preserved.”
“Oh yeah,” I said, “Yes, so good,” I arched my breasts as Kaz took them both in his mouth.
Ori licked me until I was writhing. “Oh, yes, yes, yes!” my body tensed before exploding. I reached over to stroke Kaz and Hunter’s girth while Ori plunged into me rocking hard back and forth. Plunging deep in me. My hands stroke Hunter’s girth as I took Kaz’s into my mouth.
Kaz’s groan mixed with Ori’s and Hunter’s and my moans as we all build to a crescendo and climaxed together. They fell into bed with me, kissing me and holding me, entwining their fingers through mine.
I looked into the loving eyes of my three crown princes looking back at me with adoration. How could I ever choose which one to be with?
After relishing our Saturday morning of pure bliss and relaxation, we got out of bed. While Ori and Hunter went to shower off, I joined Kaz in his ultra large dual-head shower where he continued pleasuring me. “Now I get you all to myself,” he growled. He pushed me up against the wet glass shower doors and took me from behind, pumping so vigorously, my breasts made frosty imprints against the steamy doors.
“I don’t know how I ever lived before I met you, Tempest,” Kaz said. He pumped in and out of me while his fingers squeezed my nipples. “My world centers around you.” He groaned and pressed himself in me harder until I came, and he released.
He turned me around, cupped my cheeks and kissed me. “I want to tell my parents about how I feel about you, Tempest.”
“But wouldn’t that ruin everything? I’m sure your parents wouldn’t want you with a girl like me.”
Kaz shot me a look of hurt and anger. “I don’t care what they think when it comes to you, Tempest. You are the one who matters most to me.”
“But Kaz…”
He kissed me hungrily. “God I can’t get enough of you. I always want more when I’m with you.”
“Kaz…”
“Do I have to give up a kingdom for you to have you?”
“That’s crazy,” I said. “You can’t give up your birthright for me, Kaz. I don’t want to stand in the way…”
“Tempest!” Kaz said exasperated. “I mean it.”
He had tears in his eyes. “Oh Kaz,” I pulled him to me and held him. “If you want me, you have me.”
He kissed me on top of my head and said, “I love you, Tempest, more than anything.”
*****
We dressed in shorts and t-shirts, going down the tram to shop for decorations for the Ball in the City of Arcadia below Kingsbury Prep. They wanted to send a servant to pick up the decorations, but I insisted on having them pick out the decorations themselves. And I wanted to pick up birth control pills, considering all the sex I was getting.
“Where’s the fun in planning a ball like this if all you do is hav
e other people do it for you?”
Hunter, who was the artistic one of all of us, took charge of the decorations. We went from one store to another, picking up odds and ends.
While the boys were picking up supplies, I went to the pharmacist and asked to pick up birth control. I had called it in, and said it was for my aunt. He looked at me skeptically before announcing loudly, “These birth control pills must be taken every day.”
“Can you be quieter?” I asked.
He ignored me and drone on and on about the precautions. Finally, he was done. I paid, and ran out of the Pharmacy and bumped into someone in a bright yellow t-shirt and shorts.
I would recognize the California surfer-looking water taxi driver anywhere. “Ricky,” I said.
“Tempest?” He looked me over, appreciatively. “You looked great. How’s Kingsbury?”
“Had a few bumps and bruises in the beginning, but now it’s smooth sailing.”
“I heard about some shooting incident,” Ricky said. “My mother told me. Some crazy princess. Was it ever solved?”
“No, she took off, and no other investigation went into it. It was Veronica, Crown Princess of Normandy. It seems no matter what she does, she’s managed not to be caught.”
“That’s too bad,” Ricky said. “Let me guess, the princess was targeting you?”
“Why would you say that?”
Ricky pointed behind me, and looked chagrin.
Hunter, Ori, and Kaz were looking like warriors who were ready to battle for their woman. It was the first time I’ve seen all their faces looked jealous.
“Hi,” Ricky said, going up to greet them. “I’m a friend of Tempest’s.”
“Oh?” Kaz said. “When?”
“I brought her over on my water taxi. We talked and became friends,” Ricky said.
Kaz went to stand by me, and he took my hand. “Tempest needs to go.”
“Great seeing you again, Ricky,” I said.
