Prince Charming [Mischievous Fairy Tales 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Honor James

  “We’ve not seen a sign of your Council, sire,” Randulf told him softly wrapping his arms gently around Cinderella. Nuzzling at her hair he let out a breath. “She likely dissolved the Council or killed them all early on and put Cinderella in a position without any power at all.”

  Cinderella nodded. “They went on a hunting expedition a week after you left and never returned. That was when she had me stripped from my rooms and sent to the kitchens. She wouldn’t even let me take a gown, made me go in my slip. Thankfully Cook wouldn’t bow, too much, and clothed me but yes.” She sighed and shook her head. “I would imagine she forged your name on a great many things, Father.”

  Stroking his fingers over her belly, Randulf watched her father as he seemed to be grappling with everything they’d told him. “I’m going to get him something to drink,” he whispered to her before letting her loose. “Sit with him and just be there so he knows that you are with him.”

  Cinderella nodded and moved to her father’s side. Reaching out she lay her hand on his and squeezed. “I’m so happy you are home, Daddy,” she whispered softly to him. “Everyone is. Just think about being home. Think about walking me down the aisle and giving me to Randulf. I want that, Daddy, as soon as possible.”

  “What?” her father looked at her even as Randulf’s father was trying to signal her. “What aisle are you talking about? Giving you to Randulf for what?” he asked and looked to his friend with narrowed eyes. “What the hell is going on here, Marcus?”

  Groaning he sighed. “We hadn’t gotten that far, Princess,” he said to her in explanation.

  “You what?” Cinderella’s eyes went wide and she looked to her father. “I wish to marry Randulf, Father, and he wishes to marry me. I love him, very, very much and I can’t see a life without him at my side. Please?”

  Randulf came back with the glasses and came to a halt as all eyes turned on him. “I have the feeling I should be armed all of a sudden,” he muttered handing a cup to everyone there. Setting the tray down on a table, he looked to Cinderella. “Why is your father skewering me in his head, love?”

  “Because I told him that I want to marry you.” She shrugged and looked back to her father. “I love you, Daddy, and you will always be my father, but I’m marrying him, consent or not.” She was her father’s daughter and she would do whatever it took in order to have Randulf, and Cedric, as hers forever.

  Moving to sit next to her, Randulf took her hand in his and kept his mouth shut.

  Grunting Harold looked at his daughter for a long time. “You are just as stubborn as your mother and would do it either way so you have my blessing. But he doesn’t treat you right and you’ll be looking for a new husband. No offense, Marcus,” he said to his friend.

  “None taken,” Randulf’s father said. “I feel the same way about it.”

  “Good, then you need to deal with the stepmother as soon as possible because the faster that Randulf and I are married, the more at ease I would feel.” Especially since they had been together, many times, with him spilling his seed inside of her body. She didn’t want to have a babe before the vows.

  “Tomorrow would be best,” Randulf said and then shrugged at the looks he got. “What? He’s been pushing me into marriage for the better part of five years,” he pointed at his father. “And now that I find a woman with brains, who I actually love and will love until our days end you all get weird on me. Tomorrow or the next at the latest or I’m kidnapping a priest and getting this done my way.”

  Cindy smiled and nodded. “And I would totally help him, too,” she confessed. “I want him, Father. He will be good to me and we will remain here with you for a time, can’t we Randulf? I would like to get to know my father again, while being your wife.”

  “Of course we’ll stay for a while,” he said lifting her hand to kiss her fingers. “I’m sure my father won’t mind ruling his kingdom for another few months while we remain here.”

  “Smart ass,” his father muttered. “But I think I can manage a few more months at the reins. Especially since I know eventually Harold will kick your ass out and send you home.”

  “Love you, too, Father.” Randulf grinned at him and got a matching smile in return.

  Looking to her father Cinderella asked, “Father, are you going to be okay with this? With having us living here with you instead of going to Randulf’s kingdom? Please, you are worrying me by remaining so silent.”

  “I am quite fine with it all. The quick wedding not so much and it has me concerned but he loves you and you love him, which even I can see.” Harold let out a breath and shook his head. “I’m sorry, daughter, it’s just taking me a time to resolve the little girl I left so many years ago with the grown woman about to marry the man she loves.”

  Cinderella smiled. “I will always be your little girl, Daddy,” she admitted to him and moved so that she could hug him. “And one day, if we are so blessed, you will have another little girl or boy to spoil rotten as you did me.”

  “We can only hope, but let’s not have that too soon please, daughter mine,” Harold said, hugging her for a moment longer and then releasing her. “I would like to enjoy some time just with my baby before she starts having babies of her own.”

  “I think that is a good idea, Daddy. Then again, you and mother weren’t married for long before you had me, if Cook is to be believed,” she teased her father, giving him another hug as she did so and ignoring the pain in her back. “I love you, Father. I’m very, very happy that you are home.”

  Grunting, he sat back and looked at her. “Go and rest, Cindy, you look exhausted. I think I will have a word or three with the young man you intend to wed so that he and I are on the same thoughts about just what I expect for your husband.”

  Cindy nodded and smiled. “All right, Daddy.” Reaching up, she touched her hand to his cheek. “I’m so happy you are home,” she said quietly before turning and linking her arm with Cedric’s. “Will you escort me back to my rooms, please?”

  “Of course, Princess.” He smiled and, bowing to the two kings, took her toward the stairs. Staying quiet until they got up to the second floor he shot her a look. “So, how long before your dad has Randulf out on the field facing off against that army down there one by one?” Cedric asked with a grin.

  “Only if Randulf doesn’t prove to him that he loves me. I think that he is safe, however, because Daddy already knows that I love him and Randulf will ensure that he knows he loves me.” She looked up at Cedric and smiled. “Aren’t you happy that you aren’t facing down my father as well?”

  “Princess, you have no fucking idea,” he said and pressed a hand to his chest with a chuckle. “He’s rather intimidating. Which I say that having spent many a year’s getting in trouble and tongue lashed by Randulf’s father, so yes, I’m very relieved that my role is in the shadows where I can sneak about and enjoy life without worry.”

  “And where you can sneak into my room with me and ensure my comfort?” Cinderella asked with a smile. “Come, Cedric, ensure my safety and comfort?” She adored this man and if she could get him alone she knew that it would be time very well spent for them both.

  “I will always be there to ensure your safety and comfort, Cinderella,” he said quietly, sincerely as he squeezed her fingers lightly. “You never have to ask. But since you did”—he smiled—“I’d be thrilled to ensure your room is free of marauders and ne’er do wells and then stand watch over your most precious and delightfully sexy self.”

  When they were inside, she grinned. “And as long as you mean being naked in bed with me by standing watch, life will be wonderful.” Cindy had long denied herself anything. Now that these men were in her life she was learning to grab onto what she wanted and demand what she needed.

  Lowering the bar over the door to ensure their privacy, he smiled. “Whatever else could I have meant, Princess,” he asked in a deep tone. Walking toward her, he paused not a hand’s breadth from her. Shrugging out of his jacket he tossed it to a c
hair before loosening the ties on his shirt. Reaching up he pulled if off over his head and threw it to the same spot.

  “Exactly,” she said with a grin and began to peel out of her clothing as well. She watched him stripping and licked her lips. “God you are amazingly beautiful, Cedric,” she murmured. “In a rugged and manly way, of course,” she teased him with a grin.

  “I’m very glad you clarified that,” he said with a chuckle. Sitting, he tugged on his first boot hard and nearly hit himself in the face with it. Dropping it to the floor, he tugged, yanked, and wrestled the other off, dropping it next to the first. Standing, he undid the ties on his pants and slid them off, letting them fall onto the pile of his clothing. “You, on the other hand”—he moved in closer to her—“are exquisite, Princess.”

  Cinderella flushed at his compliment and bowed her head. “Thank you for that,” she whispered softly. Moving toward him she turned. “Will you undo the back of my gown so that we can both be naked and you don’t feel as if I’m taking advantage of you?”

  “Like that could ever happen, Princess,” he said and chuckled. Working on the laces he gripped the shoulders when it sagged. “There you are, sweetheart,” he said quietly. Leaning in he pressed a kiss to her shoulder well away from the marks on her back. “Get out of this, Cinderella, so I can get my hands on you quickly.”

  “I like how that sounds,” Cindy said with a grin. Letting her gown drop to her feet, she turned to face Cedric and wrapped her arms around his neck. “How long do you think we have before Randulf is able to get away from the fathers and come find me, us?”

  “At least a good hour, mayhap more.” He smiled, leaning in to kiss her gently. Cupping her bottom he pulled her to him. “We have time to play and explore one another. But first I need to ensure I have a cock sheath,” he murmured, stroking her ass lightly.

  “Yes, yes you do.” Cindy shivered as he stroked her ass and smiled up at him. “You do tend to love my ass, however, do you not, my lord?” Licking her lips she pulled back. “I will be waiting for you on the bed so please, get one and join me?”

  “It is the most perfect ass in all the realms and I say that with some greatly gained knowledge, Princess,” Cedric grinned at her. Smacking her bottom he turned to rummage through a set of drawers knowing there would be some hidden away. Collecting a couple he sheathed his cock and moved to the bed, dropping the extras on the side table before climbing up next to her.

  “Feeling really frisky are you?” Cindy grinned in welcome to him, reaching out and pulling him close as she did so. “Which is very good because I am as well.” She then pulled his head to hers and kissed him. She kissed him with desperation and need, hunger that she had for him and for Randolf alone.

  Wrapping his arms around her Cedric pulled her close, his hands and arms strategically placed on her body. Sucking her lip he drew back to grab a breath. “For you, Princess, I feel many things and frisky is but one of them.”

  “That’s very good since it is only one of the very, very many things that I feel for you as well,” she praised happily. “I truly, truly think that.” Cindy chewed on her bottom lip and asked, “Can I ride you, Cedric? I love the feeling of being even remotely in control sometimes and I would very much love to ride you.”

  “Of course you may, Cinderella.” He smiled. Gently he ran his fingers over her skin. “You may do whatever you wish with me at any time, sweetheart.” Pressing a kiss to her lips, Cedric rolled to his back and got comfortable. “I am yours to command and do with as you wish, Princess.”

  Cindy looked down at him and braced her hands on his chest. After some doing she finally got him positioned so that he could enter her and she found herself moaning with her back arched and mouth wide. Eyes closed she began to move on him, lifting and lowering her hips so that she could take him deeper and deeper into her body.

  “That’s it, Princess,” he murmured, lifting his hips to meet her. Sliding his fingers over her thighs he traced up and down her soft inner skin as she moved over him. “When you lift up, clench your inner muscles tight.”

  Cindy did just that and moaned, tossing her head back as she did so. “Oh my,” she whispered in shock at the feeling. “That feels so very good.” She moaned. “I want to do it again.” She did just that, taking him nearly fully out of her body and clenching her inner muscles and sliding down with them squeezing his shaft tightly.

  “Now just sit there and squeeze and release,” he told her moving his hands to her hips. “It will take some practice but in time you’ll be able to control each muscle group individually so it’s like a massage up and down our cocks.”

  Cindy leaned back and squeezed him with only her muscles, shivering as she did so. “That feels so very good.” She moaned. “Does it feel as good to you?” she asked and bit her lips as she did so. With her hands on his knees, she squeezed and rocked, squeezed and rocked.

  “It feels amazing,” he breathed out on a rush. “You are a very quick study, and I can foresee a bright and pleasure-filled future for us if you practice. Oh God, yes,” Cedric moaned out. “Lots and lots of pleasure.”

  “Oh yes. Lots,” she moaned right along with him. Sweat dotted her brow as she moved on him and she shuddered. “So good.” She moved faster and harder on him, squeezing him tightly as she did so. “More,” she growled.

  Pressing his thumb to her clitoris he rubbed it in frantic, rough circles. “That’s it, Princess, harder,” he encouraged as he thrust up into her. Gripping her hip he looked up at her. “So close, Cinderella, oh good lord I’m going to come.”

  Squeezing him hard, taking him fully into her body, Cinderella let her head back fall back and bit her lip to keep from crying out in utter surrender and pleasure. Her nails dug deeply into his chest. She kept him as close as she could and squeezed him harder and harder as she did so.

  “For the love of—” he choked out before a wordless bellow tore from his mouth. Arching up to her he shuddered and then collapsed, his breath rasping in and out of his chest.

  Cinderella collapsed on him, gasping for air and smiling stupidly. She couldn’t speak. All she could do was think of just how amazing that had been and how she wanted to do it again with them both inside of her once more.

  Sucking a slightly smoother breath in, Cedric groaned. “Damn, woman, you were amazing. Not so sure I should instruct you on anything more, you nearly killed me with that one.” Pressing a kiss to her hair, he stroked her back gently.

  Cindy grinned and nodded. “Glad that I was a fast learner on that one because it was amazing.” She had never before felt anything so good in all her life. Well, having either men inside of her was always a new and wonderful experience. “So nice.” She purred against his chest.

  Chuckling he ran his hand down her back to smack her bottom lightly. “It was beyond nice, darling, that was amazing. And we will have to do it again, but first,” he rolled them and settled her on her side. Slipping his cock from her slick pussy, he brushed a kiss to her cheek. “I need to dispose of this sheathing.”

  “Yes, yes you do.” She lifted up on her arm to watch him moving and asked, “No one questions why there are suddenly cock sheaths being used by you are they?” She didn’t care who knew that she was with both men, but she knew that it simply wasn’t done in public, in private yes, but the kings and queens hid that proclivity during their public time.

  Wandering back to the bed, he shook his head. “Nay.” He sat looking at her and smiled. “Even if they did they would likely assume it was one maid or another. Those of the gentry may flit about as they choose but most of us are not the sort to want or approve of children in by-blow relations. For some of us it’s not such a big deal but once you hit about an Earl or so it becomes very big. I let them assume what they will and flirt now and again to keep the image up but they’ll never know for sure.”

  “Well as long as none of them try to follow you to bed life will be good.” Because they would then learn that he shared his bed with her and Ran
dulf. “We will be able to work this out, won’t we?” Cindy whispered as she curled into Cedric and closed her eyes. “The three of us and our relationship?”

  Stroking her hair he smiled down at her. “Course we will, sweetheart. And not a one of them will ever follow me where I’m going. I know you like having us both in your life but I also know that no one wants it out there just what we do with one another behind those doors.”

  She shrugged and yawned. “Because of the kingdoms and such.” She pressed a kiss to his chest and closed her eyes. “I think that perhaps I do need a nap now that my wonderful man has exhausted me so completely,” she teased. “Rest with me, Cedric?”

  Shifting so he lay next to her, he nodded. “As you wish, Princess,” he teased. Wrapping her in his arms, he drew the blankets up over them. “Sleep, Cinderella, and when you wake we will go and ensure that Randulf is still in one piece and not engaged in some sort of tourney to prove himself to your father.”

  “I think that is a wise idea. I doubt that there would be a tourney but I could see father asking Randulf to step up and perhaps fight against one of the men who served with him so that he could see how he handled a sword but I doubt that they would harm him.”

  “Either way, it could end up being a rough time for him. The least we can do is be there to cheer him on and crack jokes at his expense. I have a tough life being his best friend, but it does have its perks.” Cedric chuckled softly.

  She grinned and shook her head. “We will be there for him, rooting him on, and then I will kiss his boo-boos should he get any,” she teased. “And I won’t argue at all when you poke fun at him, often,” she said happily.

  “Depending on who of your father’s men he ends up pitted against, you may have to kiss a few,” he murmured with a yawn. “But let’s not worry about that yet. We will have a nap and then see what tortures your father is inflicting on the deserving prince.”