Dirty Princes: A Standalone MMF Romantic Comedy

by Jo Raven

  “Shit.” His eyes flutter shut as he steadies me. His cock flexes inside my pussy, swelling more. “Whoa. Jeez.”

  Monosyllables.

  He’s doing better than me. When I open my mouth, all I can do is moan. My nipples graze his pecs as he rocks up into me, desperately, helplessly, and I plant my hands on his chest, careful not to press on his scar, struggling to swallow my cries.

  It feels like it’s too much pleasure to be contained in one body, my body. I think I’ll shatter into pieces when I come.

  And then Riddick’s hand smooths over my ass and his thick, long finger dips inside my asshole, slick with lubrication. It pushes inside, stroking, and I let out a broken wail at the feel of this second intrusion.

  Flashes of myself riding him on my sofa go through my memory, of his finger pumping inside my ass as we both thought of Ryan and how we wished he’d be with us, closing the circle.

  Here he is now, buried inside me, his beautiful face twisted with arousal, and Riddick pulls out his finger to replace it with his thick cock.

  My eyes fly open at the feel of his cock head pushing into me. If Ryan’s cock felt huge pushing into my pussy, Riddick’s feels like a nuclear warhead breaching my ass.

  I can’t… I can’t do this. I can’t take him. It’s too much. His cock is too big, I’m so full with Ryan’s already, I’m not going to make it…

  I must have made a distressed sound, because Riddick stops pushing and starts kissing my shoulder, my neck, whispering soothing words I can barely hear. The sound of the blood rushing in my ears is deafening.

  Slowly, my heartbeat returns to a more normal rate, and I wonder if that’s how Ryan always feels when his heart thumps like that. This sense of panic, like it’s going to give out.

  “Let me inside, Bry,” Riddick whispers as my hearing returns. “Relax and let me in.”

  And I do. Something in me settles down, calms down and gives in, letting him sink into me. We both shudder as his cock plunges deep into my ass, and my mouth opens in a silent cry at the overwhelming fullness. The perfection of it.

  “Oh God, ohmygod, ohgod,” someone is chanting breathlessly.

  I think it’s me.

  Ryan groans, lifting his hips, rocking up into me, and Riddick curses, pulling out a few inches, then pushing back inside, deeper, harder, wrapping his arms around my waist.

  I bend forward again, my palms pressed to Ryan’s firm pecs, and the angle changes again, so that we all gasp and moan.

  “Fuck,” Riddick rasps.

  “On it,” Ryan mutters, grinning manically.

  “Boys…” I say warningly, my insides tightening, my body clenching. “God…”

  Riddick is now fucking me relentlessly, pistoning in and out of me like a machine, grunting with every thrust, taking my breath away.

  And Ryan falls into his rhythm, shoving inside me at the same time, his cock hard like a rock, striking sparks inside my core.

  I can’t hold back much longer. I fight it, struggle to put it off, but the pleasure is too great, the pressure too vast, and my body loses control.

  I scream as I come this time, shaking like a rag doll in their midst, their cocks piercing me, setting off pleasure unlike any I’ve ever felt. It rolls through my body in heavy, endless waves, hitting me over and over until my vision grays.

  When their release hits and they spill inside me, the jets of their hot cum set me off again before I’m even done, and I arch back, whimpering, not enough breath left in my lugs to cry out again.

  We stay like that, shivering, panting, holding on to each other, laughing under our breaths. Happy.

  “How you feeling, R?” Riddick pants, reaching around me to stroke lightly the scar on Ryan’s chest. “How’s the heart doing?”

  Ryan nods, glancing down at it, at Riddick’s hand between his pecs. “Fuck, this was awesome. I want…”

  “What do you want?” Riddick asks. He turns to me. “What do you need?”

  “Is this a trick question?” I ask back. “Because I’m not good at those.” I lean into him. “I love you, guys.”

  “Even if we’re not the princes in the fairytale you wanted?”

  “Just because you’re not riding white horses doesn’t mean you’re not my princes.”

  After all, what are the qualities of a prince? Strength. Justice. Gentleness. Kindness.

  There you go.

  They exchange glances. I know, because Ryan’s gaze flickers.

  “We’re your Filthy Princes,” he says, wagging his brows.

  “Your Dirty Princes,” Riddick suggests, and I can hear the grin in his voice.

  I laugh. Yeah, they are my filthy, dirty princes.

  My guys.

  Riddick didn’t believe in love, but now he does. Ryan didn’t believe he’d have a chance to love, and now he does. And as for me… I didn’t believe love would find me unless I went looking…but it did.

  Love. No white horses. No castles in the clouds. Two normal, gorgeous guys who care for me and want me the way I am.

  What’s this if not a perfect fairytale ending?

  Acknowledgments

  I am so thankful.

  To all my readers.

  To all my friends.

  I write because I love writing. But there are times when your encouragement and enthusiasm makes it all worthwhile, when it helps me through moments of doubt and insecurity, through bad patches and difficult times.

  So THANK YOU. All of you who are reading these words right now, because you are on this journey with me and honestly, I don’t think I’d have made it this far without you. You are all amazing and I hope you know it.

  I do want to thank a few people especially for their constant support, help and friendship. So here goes:

  My gratitude to Cheryl Jarvis for checking the timeline and plot for inconsistencies, and for insisting that the chapters should have the names of sweets as titles. Many thanks for all the great discussions and for lending me your brilliant mind!

  A huge shout-out to the amazing readers who went through the book and caught errors and typos: Cassie May, Nico Maeckelberghe, Jane Wheatley, Brandy Freeman, Maxine McCormick and Hillary Becker – the latter for also explaining medical terms and truths to me. I understood some of it. Any remaining errors are on me, not her.

  Lots of love to my great author and reader friends Jade West, Kia Zi Shiru, Sam Destiny, Lisa Anderson, Vicki Pearce, Alison Foster, Emma Johnston, JA Beard, Maria MacDonald, Leah Joslin, Pati Graves, Eric Battershell, Diana Dimitrova, Annete Kuhrig, Kat Boston-Steines, Stephanie Witter, Misti Murphy, KA Hobbs, and JC Andrijeski.

  Special thanks go to my awesome PA Tracy Smith Comerford for all her support and insights.

  Lots of love for my awesome Street team with my love and thanks to Kerry Fletcher, Emma Johnston, Michelle McGinty, and Lainey Da Silva, as well as to everyone else who helps me with promotion.

  As always, my gratitude to my amazing editor, and like always, any remaining errors are my fault.

  A big thank you to my formatter, 5 Times Chaos.

  My gratitude to my cover artist, RBA Designs | Romantic Book Affairs (http://www.rbadesigns.com/) for the amazing cover. Thank you, Letitia, for all your patience and the great designs!

  If I forgot to mention someone, please forgive me. I am grateful to every single person who has read my books, who has messaged me and supported me on this journey.

  JO SAYS…

  I hope you have enjoyed DIRTY PRINCES! This book comes after CANDY BOYS and CANDY EVER AFTER but it is a standalone. Many readers told me they would like to read Brylee’s story, so here you go. I enjoyed writing this story very much. I admit I love all my stories, but I find Brylee really funny, and I loved torturing Ryan and Riddick.

  Then again what’s new, huh? I love torturing the boys, and I love funny girls…

  However, the next story I write will be a much more typical, Jo Raven original, angsty, dark story. If you have read my short story Unleashed in the
We Wish you a Naughty Christmas anthology (Kaden and Hailey), then you probably know I am about to write the story of Matt, Zane’s brother in law. The book is called CAVEMAN (see below for the synopsis) and it is my next project.

  After that, I am planning to write Jason and Raine’s story (MM romance) and then ROOK (Sex and Bullets 3) to wrap up that series.

  Any particular story you would like me to write? Let me know! Also, if you haven’t, join my readers group where we discuss and vote on projects, covers and generally have fun! ▶ http://on.fb.me/1K2LvzO.

  WHAT’S NEXT?

  CAVEMAN

  Standalone MF romance

  Matthew Hansen is the kind of handsome that has grown women whispering behind their hands and giggling like schoolgirls. Dark, tall and mysterious, a newcomer to our little town, and a single daddy. Sweet, right?

  Plus, he’s looking for a nanny – and I am desperately looking for a job.

  Sounds like the perfect deal.

  Only he’s a jerk. Zero manners. Zero interest in making me feel welcome in his home. Downright rude.

  But oh so sexy.

  And I need the job. I can do this.

  One thing is for sure: I can’t fall for the Caveman. No matter how sexy he is. How mysterious. How tortured.

  And this is the end of the matter.

  AUTHOR BIO

  Jo Raven is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, best known for her series Inked Brotherhood and Damage Control. She writes edgy, contemporary New Adult romance with sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines. She writes about MMA fighters and tattoo artists, dark pasts that bleed into the present, loyalty and raw emotion.

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  JO’s BOOKS

  Have you read CANDY BOYS (Hot Candy #1)?

  Joel and Jethro. Roommates. Total hunks. Inseparable friends. Hot as hell.

  Meet my fantasy boyfriends. Aren’t they just the sexiest, cutest thing? I know, right? They totally are. They are hot, too hot for a quiet—and obsessed with them—girl working in a bookshop.

  That’d be me, by the way.

  There’s also the tiny problem of Joel wanting another girl. And as for Jethro, well… he doesn’t do girls. Or maybe he doesn’t do relationships. He certainly doesn’t do boys, so he isn’t doing his best and very male friend… right? Much less his male friend and me at the same time.

  So it’s fine to crush on them. And write a serial story on my blog in which we are together. All three of us.

  Whew.

  I mean, it’s okay. It’s perfectly safe. They’ll never even know I exist, much less find out about my blog and my secret fantasy about them.

  Right?

  ...Yeah, that’s what I thought, too.

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  Have you read the Inked Brotherhood series?

  Five boys brought together by fate. Five young men trying to overcome their troubled pasts. Five tattoos marking them as a brotherhood built on tragedy. Will they find understanding and rise above the pain?

  Five girls tied by friendship. Five young women fighting their own demons. Five lives laced with sorrow. Will they be strong enough to save the men they love and make them happy?

  The series comprises five interconnected, stand-alone novels: Asher, Tyler, Zane, Dylan and Rafe—plus a novel-length epilogue (Inked Babies)

  GET IT HERE

  After the Inked Brotherhood, comes DAMAGE CONTROL:

  The Damage Control series is set in the same world as Inked Brotherhood. The boys of Damage Control were taken in by Zane Madden and Rafe Vestri and offered apprenticeship and work in the tattoo shop Damage Control.

  The series comprises five interconnected, stand-alone novels: Micah, Jesse, Seth, Shane and Ocean.

  GET IT HERE

  Do you like romantic suspense and bad boy millionaires? How about giving SEX AND BULLETS a try?

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