by Honor James
“We were practically raised together,” Cedric said with a smile. “But no, sadly I can’t call Randulf my brother by blood. He is still indeed a brother to me but one of kinship through long years of being around one another.”
That had her nodding. “It’s obvious that the two of you have been together for a while. I adore that about you as well.” She looked to Cedric and asked bluntly, “What happens between us? When Randulf and I marry, how will we all be together?” Might as well know while they were all three together.
“However you wish, Princess,” he answered her honestly. “If you wish me to be there with you on occasion in your bedchamber, speak it plainly. For I am more than willing to take whatever you wish to give me.”
“I want a relationship with you, Cedric. I want to have you as much as I want Randulf. I very much would like to have a marriage where all three of us are committed to each other, is that possible? Can we have a relationship like that?”
“We can do anything we want to do, Cinderella.” He smiled at her. Reaching out, he touched her cheek and winked. “And I would be honored to be a part of your life.”
“Good,” Randulf said with a smile to her. “Because we wouldn’t have it any other way. Now, she needs to start eating that bloody mound of food, and then we need to put the cream the cook gave us onto her back so she heals.”
“Yes please. Can we do that first so that I can put on a shift to eat in? Unless you two are going to get naked and wrap bath sheets around yourselves as well, that is,” she teased with a grin. “I don’t like being the only one undressed here.”
Cedric shrugged and, reaching over his head, grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled it up and off. “I’m all for getting naked.” He grinned as he proceeded to neatly fold it and set it aside.
“You always were for getting naked.” Randulf laughed softly. “Remember that time at, oh hell what was her name?” he muttered, waving a hand. “That duke’s daughter, it was her birthday, and we were forced to attend. We’d gotten into the Duke’s booze, and then you decided you needed a swim.”
“Deodara,” Cedric supplied with a laugh. “I never did get my swim,” he said, working on his boots, and dropped the first to the floor before he began working the other off.
“Okay, another rule,” Cindy said with a grin, “No more mentions of other women in our bedroom, please. It gives a girl a small complex when you think of other women while trying to get naked with her. At least it does me.”
“Trust me, Cinderella, you have nothing to worry about on that front. Deodara was a bitch of unbelievable proportions, and I don’t say that lightly. She was shrill, demanding, and had her parents feeling the fools for daring to try and please her,” Randulf told her as he moved to sit and pull off his boots.
“As long as you are sure. I would still really rather not have to come face-to-face with them and have to smack them for having you first,” Cindy teased. “I’m kidding.” She held up her hands and added, “Although then again, maybe I’m not.”
“I think you’d win hands down every time,” Cedric commented as he wound a bathing sheet around his waist, already having gotten out of his pants.
“Easily, she’s got fire to her,” Randulf agreed, standing to pull off his shirt. Folding it, he dropped it onto his boots and began to unlace his trousers. “I think, except for one maybe who could hold her own, it would be in Cinderella’s favor for the title.”
“Good, as long as I’m the only one in your beds from here on out, we are all on great terms. Only me, though, lads. I will always be willing and ready for you, but you stray and I will never, ever let you back in,” Cindy whispered. “I will love you with all my heart, but don’t break it. Please.”
Randulf stopped what he was doing and moved to her. “I love you, Cinderella. I have no need of another, ever. You are the only one I want or will ever desire in my bed from this day forward. I can’t even think beyond that and the fact that once we are wed, I really have no intention of letting you out of said bed for a very, very long time.”
That had her smiling, and she nodded. “I love you, too, Randulf, and I don’t intend on leaving our marital bed for a very long time either. I can’t wait for our wedding to come so that we can consummate it as we should.” She looked to Cedric and asked, “And what of you?”
“What of me?” he asked, moving closer with a smile. “I have no intentions of going anywhere but where you lead, Princess. If you crook your finger, I shall leap to do whatever your bidding may be no matter the hour or place.”
“That’s a very good thing,” Cindy said with a smile. “Now then, will you please fix my back so that when we do finally lay down for sleep it will be covered with the salve and a shirt?” She didn’t care if she had another thing on but knew that they had to try to keep her back covered as much as possible so it could heal.
“Since Cedric is wrapped in his sheet he can attend to your back while I finish disrobing.” Randulf smiled down at her. Pressing a kiss to her lips he gave her hip a gentle push to get her moving.
“Right this way, Princess,” Cedric took her hand in one of his and grabbed the pot of salve. Leading her to a stool, he tugged it out with his foot. “If you would have a seat, my lady, and loosen your wraps so I can get this foul smelling muck upon your back.”
“It smells foul and hurts when it goes on but it immediately begins to feel so very much better,” she said. “So when I flinch, it’s okay. Truly it numbs it after it gets into the wounds.” Which was why she wanted it on, so that they could all sleep together, her in the middle of the men she had grown to quickly care so very much about.
Wrinkling his nose, Cedric shrugged. “Whatever the lady wants the lady shall have. Even if it is foul smelling and foul looking goop.” Digging some out, he made a small gagging sound. “Oh good lord above, it’s worse out of the pot.”
Cindy pulled her hair forward and hunched over. “Just get it done quickly? Please? The smell goes away fairly quickly as well,” she murmured. “Let’s just do this.” She braced herself for what she knew was coming, but still flinched when he touched her back with the salve.
“Sorry,” Cedric muttered out of sympathy as he quickly but carefully smeared on the salve. Gathering more on his fingers he again gagged. “The least she could have done was make it smell like something pleasant,” he murmured, trying to breathe only through his mouth in very shallow breaths.
“Not helping,” Cindy muttered. “At least you can walk away from me when this is on. I have to wear it.” Until the smell wore off, Cindy would be ill to her stomach. “Just hurry,” she added. “Apply it heavily where the deeper wounds are,” she instructed.
“Doing my best,” Cedric said in a nasally tone. Spreading it on quickly he took a moment to survey his work and then backed off. “All done,” he wheezed out heading for the bath water to wash his hand of the goo that was numbing his fingers.
Shaking his head Randulf moved to her and helped her adjust the sheet so it wouldn’t put pressure over her wounds. “It’s not that bad,” he murmured pulling her to her feet. Hands to her hips he leaned over to kiss her gently. “He’s always been a bit of a pansy about such things.”
Cindy laughed and shook her head. “Oh it is bad. It’s a terrible smell but thank you all the same.” She leaned her face up to him again and added, “I think that I need another kiss, Randulf, one to help me keep focus off of the pain while the numbing agents in the salve kick in.”
“Anything I can do to help,” he whispered softly with a smile. Brushing his lips to hers slowly he cupped her ass and took her mouth again. Sliding his tongue over hers, he teased her into a sensual duel. Massaging her bottom he pressed closer to her, careful not to move his hands above the curve of her ass as he kissed her.
Cindy pressed her body closer to his. She completely forgot about everything except for the kiss, his touch. Him. “Don’t stop,” she whispered when he pulled from her lips. “Randulf, please,” she whispered and he
ld her hands in his hair, holding him close and needing him closer.
Licking his lips he took a deep breath as he stared down at her. “You need to eat, love,” he said even as he rocked his hard cock against the softness of her belly. “You need to eat and then you need to rest and heal,” Randulf told her in a slightly stronger voice.
“I need you,” she whispered. “I will rest and heal later. I need you. Both of you. I know it’s not our wedding night but nothing about our relationship will be completely normal so why can’t we share our marriage bed before the wedding?”
“Cinderella,” he groaned out leaning his forehead to hers. “Woman I don’t think I have the strength to deny you again. But I don’t want to hurt you, Princess,” he whispered looking down into her eyes. “Be sure, love, be very sure this is what you wish.”
“Yes, Randulf, it’s very much is what I want. What I need,” she whispered and cupped his face with her hands. “Make love with me. Make me yours tonight so that nothing can pull us apart?” she asked quietly.
Shuddering he closed his eyes and then nodded. “As you wish, my love,” he murmured. Looking to her once more, he began to back her to the bed slowly. Pulling on the sheet he let it fall away as he moved her, his eyes roaming over her sleek form. “You are so beautiful,” he told her, lifting her up onto the bed with care.
Cindy moved back on the bed and watched him. “And you are too good to me.” Not that she was complaining of course. “And you are so very, very handsome, Randulf,” she murmured softly while watching him approach her.
Dropping the sheet he climbed onto the bed and settled on his knees before her. Watching her he stayed still as she moved in closer to him. “You can touch me, love, anywhere you wish. You have that right as the only woman who will ever be in my bed.”
That had her smiling and she nodded. “I like that idea a lot.” Reaching out Cindy touched his chest lightly and shivered in reaction to it. “You are so hard. All over your body is so hard.” And so perfect. All hers.
“And you are so very soft, the perfect contrast,” he said quietly to her. Putting his hands on his thighs, he stayed very still under her learning caresses. “I want you to know my body as well as you know your own, so there is no fear when we come together.”
“One of the hundreds of things I love about you,” Cindy said with a grin. “How caring that you are, how loving. You are truly a remarkable man, you know that?” she asked with a smile. “I do like to touch you,” she confessed and slid her hands further down his chest and very, very lightly touched his cock.
Shuddering Randulf let out a slow breath. “My cock is extremely sensitive, love,” he murmured making no move to stop her exploration. “But you should get to know it as the rest of me and you should do the same with Cedric so that you know our bodies’ likes and wants well.”
That had her nodding, and she turned so that her back was to Randulf and looked to Cedric with a smile. “Are you going to come over here so that I can touch you as well?” she asked hopefully. “Because I truly would very much like to touch you, feel you.”
“I just didn’t want to interrupt your first explorations,” Cedric said, his mouth half full of something he was eating. Grinning he wiped his fingers on a napkin and got to his feet as he chewed. Swallowing he climbed onto the bed after getting rid of the sheet and assumed a position much like Randulf’s. “Have at me, love.”
Cindy reached out and touched Cedric’s chest lightly, stroking her fingers gently over him and smiling as she did so. “You are just as hard as Randulf is. All over.” Her fingers very lightly danced over the jutting cock that was straining toward her. “You look different from him.” She looked back at Randulf’s cock and then Cedric’s. “Yours has a slight turn at the end, and is longer where Randulf’s is slightly thicker, is that normal?”
Chapter Eleven
Randulf coughed and rubbed a hand to the back of his neck. “Every man’s cock is different, love. I seriously doubt there are any two exactly the same. Most of that likely comes from our parentage and such.” He shrugged at her look. “No two men are built the same, so why should their cocks be all the same size and shape?”
“This is very true,” she said with a smile. “I really and truly like the fact that you are both built differently. Will it feel different when you both make love to me? Will it feel differently when I have you inside of me?” she asked with a smile.
“I’m sure it will,” Cedric told her. A muscle in his leg twitched as she lightly ran her fingers over his cock. “Since each cock is different it would stand to reason that each would feel different when a woman takes it into her body. I suppose you will have to tell us the answer to that question.”
“I suppose that I will.” Her hand moved behind Randulf’s neck and pulled him close. “Kiss me?” she asked me with a smile. “And then you can both touch me.”
“Anything you want, Princess,” Randulf assured her. Leaning in he brushed his lips to hers and smiled. Leaning in further he took the kiss deeper, thrusting his tongue into her mouth when she parted her lips to allow him entry.
Cindy’s body bucked back against Randulf’s cock and rubbed roughly against him. “Oh my,” she whispered happily and whimpered. Turning to Cedric, she smiled. “And are you going to kiss me as well?”
“As you wish, Princess.” Cedric smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Slanting his mouth to hers, he slid his tongue in and teased hers slowly. Stroking in and out, he tempted her into bringing hers into play with him.
Cindy kissed him back, a smile on her lips as she did so. Leaning in closer, she let her breasts lightly scrape across Cedric’s rougher, hairier chest, and shuddered in reaction. “Oh I really, really love the way that feels.”
Chuckling softly he brushed kisses to her cheek, “I happen to rather like it, too, little one. You have very lovely breasts with pert little nipples I can feel scraping over my skin. I think you should do that often if you don’t mind.”
“I wouldn’t mind that in the least,” she murmured. “I really and truly do think that I would like that a great deal. I would very much like to have you both touching me as often as possible please. Do you think that perhaps we can do that often, all three of us?”
“Absolutely,” Cedric murmured, nuzzling at her throat. Sitting back he looked into her eyes. “We can do whatever you want to do, Princess. All you have to do is ask and if it’s something we’re uncomfortable with we’ll tell you.” He shot a grin over her shoulder to where Randulf sat. “Trust me, we’re pretty vocal when we need to be.”
Cindy nodded and smiled. “Good. I don’t know what happens next but I really have so very much enjoyed everything up to now.” She turned so she could look at Randulf. “What do we do next, my lord?” she asked softly.
“That is up to you, my lady.” He smiled at her gently. “We need to take care of your back so we don’t do any harm to you, more than has been done. To that end”—Randulf let out a breath—“we may need to be a little creative. Do you still want us to be together fully in all ways a man and woman can be?”
“Yes, very much so. I’ve been alone for so long and I am desperate to feel the touch of the two men that have wormed their way into my closed-off heart. Please, I truly do want to be with you. Both of you.”
Moving in closer to her, Randulf trailed a lazy hand down her arm and, catching her hand, lifted it to press a kiss to her fingers. “Then we shall endeavor to make this enjoyable for you in all ways. If you’re uncomfortable at all or your back causes you issue let us know. We’ll need to be a little creative in how we do this, love.” Pulling her up to her knees, he settled her much like he and Cedric were sitting. “Spread your legs and keep your bottom up off the bed,” he said. Raising the hand he held more, he put it around his neck. “Hold onto me and put your other arm around Cedric to maintain your balance.”
Cindy nodded and did as they had instructed her. She wrapped an arm around Randulf’s neck and then another around Cedric. “I�
��m nervous, but I am also dying of impatience here. I want, no goodness I need your touches, kisses. I need your love,” she whispered honestly.
“Just relax and enjoy the sensations,” Cedric told her leaning in to nibble on her neck. Sliding his tongue over her skin, he breathed her in. “You smell divine.”
Sliding a hand over her belly, Randulf moved his palm lower until his fingers speared through her curls. Stroking her clitoris with a light finger, he pinched the tight nub and rolled it between his thumb and finger for a moment before moving deeper along her pussy.
Cindy bucked against his hand and shuddered. Her legs automatically widened of their own accord and she bit her lip. “Oh God, that feels so good.” She whimpered and began to move her hips of their own accord against Randulf’s fingers.
“That’s it, Princess,” he murmured softly pressing a finger into her pussy. Catching her hips with his other hand, Randulf stared into her eyes. “Just ride the sensations,” he said gently. Stroking his finger deeper he kissed her lips gently.
Cindy did just that. She rode his fingers, and when he kissed her, she kissed him back in desperation. Everything felt better, felt right having these men here with her and she was determined to enjoy it, a great deal.
Sliding his hand to her breast, Cedric began to toy with the plump mound, moving his mouth over her skin to the other and suckled. Squeezing the nipples both in his mouth and his fingers, he tugged and rubbed at them.
“Oh that feels amazing.” Cindy whimpered when Cedric’s fingers began to move over her breasts in time with Randulf’s fingers inside of her pussy. “The both of you touching me like this, it feels so good. Please, please don’t stop.”
“Not planning on it, love,” Randulf told her, pressing a second finger into her pussy. Shifting on the bed he put his free hand on her ass and began to rub her anus. Slipping his fingers forward he collected some of her slick heat to rub at the opening to her tight ass over and over. Pressing a finger gently in, he nipped at her shoulder. “Just breathe, Cinderella.”
