Sharing Beauty (Possessing Beauty Book 3)

by Madison Faye

“Um, yes,” I laughed, kissing him back and moaning as his thumb and forefinger teased a nipple.

  “But don’t think that we’re done with you just yet,” he whispered lowly in my ear.

  My heart flip-flopped.

  “Please don’t be,” I whispered into Caspian’s lips.

  Slowly, I could feel Cade pulling out of me, and the sudden empty feeling had me missing him already. But Caspian’s hands moved down to my ass, and suddenly, I moaned as I felt him pull me up onto his lap. His throbbing cock pulsed hot against my belly, wet from my mouth. His hands pulled me tight against him, trapping his cock between his rock hard abs and my slick, aching pussy. Slowly, he pulled me up, hands tight on my ass until just the head of him slipped against my opening.

  I shivered, feeling him part my lips, my eyes locking with his.

  “I want you to ride this big cock, Princess,” he growled, lowering me an inch onto him and making me gasp.

  “I want to feel that tight, little royal pussy of yours slide down every inch of this cock and then I want you to bounce that tight little ass up and down.”

  I moaned softly at his words, my whole body aching for more as he slowly lowered me another inch. Cade moved to sit next to us on the sofa, his hand wrapped around his slick, throbbing cock as he watched his twin slowly lower me onto his shaft.

  “Fuck that’s hot,” he groaned, stroking himself. “Your pussy looks so fucking tight around him and you look so fucking beautiful right now.”

  He suddenly reached out and slid his fingers into my hair. I moaned as he pulled me over into him, kissing me fiercely as Caspian’s hands tightened on my ass. I began to push back, letting every inch of his beautiful dick slide deep inside of me, moaning into Cade’s mouth as Caspian’s cock filled me to the brim.

  I cried out as I felt his balls press against my pussy, knowing he was so deep inside of me. His hands tightened on my ass, slowly sliding me up until just the head throbbed inside of me, before he suddenly dropped me back down, burying every inch inside.

  I moaned louder now, my tongue dueling with Cade’s. My hand slid down his muscled chest, fingers trailing over every one of his hard-packed abs until I wrapped them around his rock-hard cock. He growled into my mouth, hands moving to my breasts as I slowly stroked his shaft.

  I whimpered as Caspian started to bounce me up and down in his lap, my tight pussy swallowing every inch of his thickness on every thrust. I pulled away from Cade’s lips, moving mine to his neck and loving how he groaned as I kissed him there. I moved lower, kissing my way down his gorgeous body, licking every muscle on the way down his abdomen, until I let my breath tease over his cock.

  “Fuck, baby,” he groaned, tensing under me.

  I moaned as Caspian drove in deep, licked my lips, and then slowly lowered them over Cade’s shaft. I sucked at him gently, loving the way his masculine growls mixed with Caspian’s and filled the room as they both took me. I swirled my tongue around his shaft, teasing him, tasting him, wanting more of him as I let my mouth lower over his cock.

  His hands teased my breasts, his fingers twisting and pulling on a nipple in a way that had electric shocks shooting through my whole body. His other hand came up to tangle in my hair, not pulling me down or anything, but firm enough that I could feel my pulse roar at his touch. Caspian’s hands held my ass tightly, his cock thrusting up to bury itself in my dripping wet, needy pussy as I bounced my hips up and down on his.

  I wasn’t going to last much longer. I’d already come — well, more times than I could even remember at their hands, and it was going to happen again.

  Hard.

  My pulse thundered inside my ears, and every single inch of my skin tingled like it was being electrified as the two gorgeous, sexy, dominant princes claimed me as theirs, filling me and worshiping my body.

  “Fuck, you look so goddamn sexy riding his cock,” Cade growled into my ear, his hand holding my long hair tightly in his fist. “Ride that big dick, baby, take every fucking inch of him inside.”

  I moaned loudly around him, my lips slipping up and down his cock as I stroked him, my spit running down to coat his shaft and his balls.

  “I want to watch you come all over that cock, baby girl,” Cade growled. Bounce that tight ass up and down his dick and then I want that sweet little pussy to come all fucking over him.”

  And that did it.

  The world exploded around me as the orgasm — the orgasm — hit me like a tornado. I saw exploding white light and felt every single cell of my body explode in pleasure before it all went blank for a second.

  And then I shattered.

  I screamed around Cade’s cock as I came, the orgasm shattering me in wonderfully perfect ways. I felt Caspian growl and grind deep inside of me, and I cried out as I suddenly felt his cock swell up even bigger as the groan left his lips. With a final thrust, he buried every inch inside of me just as his cock began to twitch. I gasped as I felt the hot pulses of his sticky cum fill me, spurt after spurt pumping deep inside of me.

  Cade suddenly groaned, his hand tightening in my hair as my tongue danced around his head. I felt his cock throb between my lips, and I suddenly inhaled as much of him as I could just as I felt him roar. His hot, salty cum filled my mouth, and I moaned like a girl possessed as I swallowed every drop, my tongue coaxing more and more out of him until I felt him groan beneath me.

  Slowly, the world began to fade back into reality. Slowly, I felt my body coming back down from whatever place in space it’d been. Slowly, the two of them scooped my limp body into their arms, pulling me against them.

  “Holy, shit,” I murmured, my head falling to Cade’s chest as I felt Caspian stroke my arms and my thighs next to me.

  They both chuckled, Cade tilting my head up to kiss me slowly, before Caspian pulled me gently away to do the same.

  I suddenly, somehow, had a thought, and I quickly turned to glance at the clock on the mantelpiece.

  My heart jumped into my throat.

  “Oh my God, we’ve been gone that long?!”

  I lurched to my feet, the adrenaline suddenly rushing through me.

  “Something wrong?” Caspian frowned.

  “Only that my father may very well have guards out searching for me since I’ve been gone from my own damn suitors’ ball for so long!”

  The two of them shot each other a look.

  “Okay, not actually.” I grinned. “But seriously, I need to go.”

  I stepped into my dress and started to yank it up my body, every nerve ending in me still tingling. I didn’t want to leave them — not then, and really, not ever. What we’d just done had been incredible, but more than that, what I felt for them was indescribable. I hated to run like that, but really, I had been gone for an insanely long time.

  The two of them stood, moving to envelope me on either side, and I melted into them.

  “We’re not done with you, you know,” Caspian murmured, kissing my deeply.

  I kissed him back, moaning into the kiss at the feel of Cade’s lips on my neck.

  “I really do have to go, even just to make an appearance,” I whispered. “I don’t want to leave, I just—”

  “Go show your face,” Caspian chuckled. “What I meant though, was that we’re not done being with you. And I don’t just mean doing what we just did.”

  I blushed, biting my lip before Cade turned me around to kiss me slowly.

  “We meant every word we said,” he whispered lowly. “We weren’t looking for you, because we didn’t know you existed. But now that we found you...” He shook his head, his eyes burning fiercely into mine. “Now that we’ve found you, there’s no way we can let you go.”

  I kissed him again, melting into the two of them as their arms circled me.

  “I wasn’t looking for you,” I whispered back. “And I know it’s completely insane, but I—” I looked down, taking a deep, shaking breath.

  Was I ready to admit this? To them? To myself?

  “I don’t want
to let you go either,” I whispered, my eyes closed. “Either of you. And I don’t know what that means, and I don’t know how people would look at us, and I don’t know where we go from here, but—”

  “Shhh,” Caspian’s lips at my ear soothed me, calming me. “We’ll figure that part out, I promise. And fuck what other people think, right? Trust us, that’s a lesson we were born into.”

  “Go show your face, baby,” Cade said. “And then meet us later.”

  I shivered at the thought, my body already yearning for more of them.

  I nodded. “Okay. Later?”

  “Absolutely,” Cade murmured, kissing me. I turned again to kiss Caspian too, before pulling away from them.

  “I really do have to go,” I whispered.

  “Go,” Caspian grinned. “But you know that we’re coming for you later.”

  I grinned. “You promise?”

  “With everything we have.”

  I kissed them both once more before I turned and dashed out the door, back to the ball.

  Chapter 8

  Ilana

  I felt like I was floating as I practically skipped down the halls of the castle. I felt like a total dork, like I was in some sort of cartoon movie with little hearts bubbling around me, or like I was about to burst into song with woodland creatures. It was eye-rollingly ridiculous, but I didn’t care. I was happier than I’d ever been.

  My mind was still spinning about what had just happened, and my body was still buzzing as I made my way back to the ball. Okay, I’d make an appearance, I’d smile and make the rounds, show people that I hadn’t disappeared, and then I’d—

  “Oh! Ilana!”

  I almost jumped out of my skin as the guest bathroom door swung open and my sister Imogen stumbled out.

  “Im!”

  Her hair was a total mess, her cheeks were bright red, and her dress wasn’t even tied all the way up the front. I saw her doing the exact same thing to me, her eyes going to my hair that was no longer up, and to what I was almost sure were bruises on my neck — bruises from two men’s lips.

  “Oh my God!” she hissed, her eyes going wide. “What did you just—”

  “Me?”

  I raised a sharp brow at her and she blushed right back.

  “You’re missing a tie on the top of that gown, sis.”

  She flushed dark crimson as she looked down, hastily tying the last title bow on her dress.

  “And who might you have been with?”

  “No one,” she spit quickly.

  I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest and totally playing the big sister card. Yeah, I’d just been fooling around, but I was dying to know what she’d just done. And with whom.

  “You just half took your dress off and decided to mess up your hairstyle and makeup, huh?”

  “Well looks who’s talking!”

  I did my best to hide the grin, but it broke free. So did hers.

  “Who?” I eagerly pressed grabbing her hands and grinning mischievously.

  Imogen shook her head.

  “Oh c’mon!”

  “You first,” she whispered.

  I swallowed the heat from my face “I can’t,” I whispered. I couldn’t I mean how could I tell my own sister that I’d just been having the best sex of my life with two men? Twins no less!

  She sighed. “This is silly, we should just say it.”

  I nodded, biting my lip. “Totally. Okay, no judging?”

  “Of course not!”

  I’m the worst sister ever.

  I wasn’t going to tell her, but I was dying know who she’d been with. I justified it as being protective of my little sister, but I knew it was terrible to set her up like this.

  “Count of three?”

  She took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.”

  “Okay, one, two, three!”

  “Prince Magnus.”

  My jaw dropped. “Imogen!”

  “Did you seriously not say who!?” she spat at me, her eyes wide. “Ilana! That is so fucking not fair!”

  “I know, I know, I’m sorry!” I cringed.

  Mine is worse, trust me.

  “Look, mine is worse, seriously.”

  “Worse than hooking up with Prince Magnus?”

  I eyed her, the big sister mantle coming on strong. “Imogen, did you let him—”

  “No,” she said quietly.

  I started to exhale when she continued.

  “He said he wants to marry me.”

  “Seriously?”

  “I know, what a line right?”

  I frowned, thinking of the very notorious Prince Magnus and my very not-so-worldly sister. “I don’t know, Im. Invoking marriage just to get into your pants seems low even for a guy with his rep. I don’t get the feeling he’s a bad person, he’s just got all those tabloid stories dogging him.”

  Her face fell. God, I did not want her to make the same mistake I’d made with Henry those years before.

  “Did he hurt you?”

  “No, of course not,” she said fiercely. “He was actually really sweet.”

  I let her let it out, feeling the weird mix of excited and protective as she told me about Magnus. Hell, maybe this was a night of leaving reputations behind?

  “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me who, you bitch,” Imogen finally muttered.

  I gave her a sheepish look. “I’m sorry, I just…”

  I trailed off.

  “Who!”

  “It’s…scandalous,” I whispered. I knew at some point I would tell her, but not yet. I couldn’t. I was still wrapping my head around the fact that I was falling for two guys.

  “Fine, be like that,” she pouted back. “You’re terrible.” She sighed. “Hey, have you seen Isla? Or Adele for that matter?”

  I shook my head. “No I was—”

  We both stopped, looked at each other, and blushed.

  “Yeah, guess we lost track of them,” she said quietly.

  “You don’t think she’s still dancing with Prince Logan, do you?”

  Imogen made a face. “God I can’t imagine she is. He scares me.”

  “He’s also crazy hot.”

  She rolled her eyes.

  “Oh, he is, Im. In that dark tortured way. God I bet Isla is eating that up.”

  We glanced at each other and grinned.

  “She’s totally still dancing with him, isn’t she,” my sister laughed.

  “Oh, totally. Hey we should get back in there.” I’d been gone for way too long, and I knew it.

  “I need to go— uh.” Imogen looked away. “I’m just going to freshen up in my room.”

  “Imogen! No, I need you to help hide me when we’re back in the ballroom!”

  Her brow went up, a smirk on her lips. “What, embarrassed about whatever you just did that you won’t tell me about?”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  I wasn’t so much embarrassed about what I’d done so much as I was about how I’d look all red-faced and hair down coming back into that ball. I glanced back up at her, ready to beg her to come with me, when I heard footsteps. I looked up, and caught just a brief glimpse of Cade and Caspian coming down the hall, their heads down as they talked to each other.

  “I have to go, now,” I said quickly. And I did. Not because I didn’t want to see them, but because I knew I’d completely lose my cool if they came up while I was talking to Imogen. I knew she’d totally see what was happening if that happened.

  “Please come back to the ball soon,” I quickly added, before running off, my heart racing and my body already yearning for them again.

  “Oh, honey.”

  I gasped at the voice right behind me the second I stepped into the ballroom. I jumped, turning around to come face-to-face with a stern-faced girl with dark black hair, sharp eyes, and lips thinned as she glared at me.

  “You’re just their type, now aren’t you?”

  My blood chilled. “Excuse me?”

  Those red lips pulled in
to a tight smile as she narrowed her eyes at me.

  “Don’t play games with me, honey,” she hissed. “Caspian and Cade.”

  My heart jumped a little in my chest. How the hell did she know?

  “Oh, please,” she barked out a laugh, as if reading my thoughts. “For one, I saw them chatting you up earlier, for two, I’m sure a goody-two-shoes angel like you wouldn’t ever see a pair like that coming, and for three, it’s written all over your pretty little face.”

  I swallowed, straightening my shoulders back and eyeing her sharply.

  “Do you know who I am?”

  Hon? ‘Goody-two-shoes’? Did she even know who she was talking to? I’d never been one to lord my station over anyone, ever. But I wasn’t afraid to use it when I had to, especially with someone like whoever this girl was.

  She just smiled wickedly though. “Of course I know who you are, Princess,” she spat before looking away and running a hand through her black hair.

  “You know they’re just in it for the sex, right?”

  I froze, my heart turning to ice in my chest as she turned back and grinned at me.

  “Like I said, I can read it all over your face. All the pretty things I’m sure they said to you to get you off alone? You know,” she winked at me, making me shiver horribly. “Off wherever it is you just were with them? Well, they’re all lies.”

  “Excuse me,” I said tightly, moving to push past her. But I gasped as she suddenly grabbed my wrist, pulling me back before I shook myself free.

  “Take your hands off—”

  “You’re just a notch on the bedpost, honey,” the girl hissed, her eyes narrowing at me as she smiled that horrible icy smile. “Take it from me.”

  “I don’t know you,” I spat back. “But I’m going to have to ask you to leave the ball at once—”

  “Emilia Astor, first Duchess of Ames,” she said, her voice dripping in venom as she stuck a hand out. I didn’t take it.

  “Is that supposed to mean something?”

  Her smiled curdled, something sharp flaring in her eyes.

  “Maybe not to you, honey, but it does to those two princes of yours.”

  I could feel my blood boiling, my hands clenching at my sides.

  “I’m going to have to ask you to lea—”