by Madison Faye
We’d been hooked with one look, and the kiss had sealed our fate.
I knew we were all thinking it, and agreeing to take our masks off for her and let her know who we really were — something we’d never even considered before with girls from the Club — had cemented it.
She was the end game, for all of us. We wanted her completely, totally, and forever. I didn’t know what that meant, or how that would work, but I knew not having her close enough to touch, or kiss, or claim would kill me.
The helicopter landed at our private pad on the palace grounds. I watched, just fucking drinking her in as Emma’s eyes went wide at the lit-up palace and grounds.
“I can’t believe you’re actually princes.”
“Oh, the big castle is just an elaborate hoax, don’t worry,” Joaquin teased. “We’re really just three used car salesmen.”
“The helicopter is really selling the story.” She ginned. “So, great job with that.”
We laughed as the rotary blades died down, and an aide came to open the door.
A few minutes later, we were in our private quarters, shutting the door behind us. We passed, letting Emma walk into the room, her eyes wide and her jaw open a she took in the huge vaulted ceiling, the hanging chandeliers, and the huge open double doors that led to the big stone balcony overlooking the grounds.
“Pretty impressive for used car salesmen.” She turned and winked at us.
“Hey, business is booming.”
We all paused for one more second before we all came crashing together. Emma moaned as we surrounded her, kissing her, touching her, pulling her clothes off like we were starving.
…And she was breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert.
“I— I think I need to take a shower.” She giggled as we groaned into her skin, stripping her nude.
“I think that might be a good idea,” I chuckled as we reluctantly pulled away.
We took her by the hands and pulled her into the huge, marbled, candlelit master bath, shedding our clothes along the way. Emma audibly moaned as we stepped inside.
“Oh hello beautiful,” she cooed.
I laughed. Yeah, the tub was probably one of my top favorite things about the palace. Enormous, marbled, and sunken into the floor, with elaborate silver faucets and soft bubblers beneath the surface. We’d never brought any girl back to the palace. Not ever. And certainly not to my prized tub, that’s for sure.
But her? I couldn’t wait for her to get into it.
Malcolm turned the water on hot as we kissed her skin, our hands roaming her body. She moaned, losing herself in us as our hands found her slick pussy, her soft, perfect breasts, and her tight little ass. I growled as I felt her hand reach down and wrap around my thickening cock, stroking me as her eyes lifted to mine, full of fire and need.
The tub full, we pulled her in, sinking down into the water and sighing.
We drifted closer to her, hand moving back to run over her body as we nuzzled against her. She moaned as Joaquin pulled her into his lap, and I knew she could feel his big dick pressing between her legs. I moved to soap her breasts teasing her nipples as Malcolm leaned in to kiss her. Beneath the water, I could see Joaquin’s hand moving between her legs, making her cry out as he teased her clit.
We all soaped up and quickly rinsed in the water, before I pulled her against me, kissing her hard.
“Right here, princess,” I growled, lifting her gasping from the water and placing her on the soft mat that ran the edge of the tub with her legs in the water.
“I’m not a princess,” she said, biting her lip as she watched me push her legs wide apart and move between them.
“Tonight, you’re our princess,” I murmured, before I moved in.
Emma cried out as my tongue dragged over her pussy, tasting the sweetness of her as I pushed in deep. I growled, spreading her legs wide and pushing my tongue inside, fucking her with it gently before moving to suck her clit between my lips. She went wild, moaning loudly and filling the marbled room with her sounds of pleasure. My cock was throbbing hard for her.
I glanced back at Joaquin, nodding and grinning before I pushed her legs up and wider, and moved lower. Emma squealed as my tongue swirled over the tight little ring of her ass, her whole body shivering as I licked her there. I groaned, flicking my tongue in slow, lazy circles before making it stiff and pressing it against her most forbidden place.
Joaquin moved in next to me, spreading her legs wide as he let his tongue dance across her slit. Emma panted in pleasure, her whole body rocking against us and shivering in ecstasy. The two of us tongued her faster, me swirling my tongue around her ass and Joaquin teasing her clit over and over again.
Malcolm groaned, stepping from the tub and stroking his thick cock as he moved towards her. He knelt next to her head, and she hungrily turned and wrapped her hands around him. She stroked him as she moaned in pleasure, before she opened her lips, drew him inside, and sucked him in deep. He hissed in pleasure, his hand tangling in her red hair as Joaquin and I pushed her higher and higher with our tongues.
Finally, she pulled away from Malcolm and screamed, her body shattering for us as my tongue teased around her perfect little ass and Joaquin’s tongue danced over her clit, sending her crashing over the edge. She bucked her hips, moaning loudly as we tongued her right through her climax until she was gasping for air.
Joaquin pulled away, but I kept my tongue where it was.
It was time to claim more of her.
I growled as I grabbed her ass tight in my hands, spreading her wide and fucking her with my tongue. Emma moaned lowly, the filthiness of this making her even wetter and making her body ache for more from us.
I was happy to oblige.
I stood, stroking my cock with one hand as I started to tease her asshole with a finger. My eyes flicked up and met her wide ones.
“I’m going to claim this ass now, Princess,” I groaned, easing my slick finger into her clenching ass. She gasped, tightening around my finger and then slowly relaxing as I held her gaze.
“I’ve never—”
“I’m not gonna hurt, you baby girl,” I purred, slowly fucking her with my finger.
“Show me,” she moaned, swallowing, her eyes wide as she nodded at me. “I want it all with you three.”
“And you’re going to get it all,” Joaquin growled, moving out of the water and kneeling on the other side of her. Emma moaned, her hands moving to wrap around each of their cocks. She stroked them slowly, turning to lick one and then the other.
Fucking hell that was hot.
I groaned, stroking my cock as I pressed the head against her ass. Emma’s eyes went wide, and she pulled away from Malcolm to stare at where we met as I began to press into her. She moaned quietly, tensing before my brothers stroked her hair and leaned down to kiss her, letting her relax. I ground my teeth as I added pressure, her tight, clenching little ass finally opening for me as the head eased inside.
Emma groaned, sucking in air through her teeth as I growled lowly.
Holy shit her ass was tight.
I pushed deeper, slowly inching my thick cock into her ass as the whine in her throat turned into a wail of pleasure. I slid deeper, pushing all the way into her ass until I was balls deep in her hot, clenching, forbidden channel.
I paused for a second, reveling in how fucking amazing it felt to be deep inside her like this, watching her gorgeous face as she slowly let the new, forbidden pleasure creep through her. And then I drew back, watching her eyes go wide before I drove in again, filling her ass with my girth.
Emma moaned as she turned and started to suck on Malcolm, taking him deep in her mouth and making him roar before pulling off. She licked his head wickedly before turning and letting her lips slide over Joaquin’s. He groaned, his hands tangling in her red hair as she inhaled him, humming around his girth. He reached down to toy with her nipples, pinching and teasing them and making her skin break out in goosebumps as I slowly drove in and out of her ass.
Malcolm reached down between her legs, his fingers rolling over her clit as I fucked her.
I started to move faster, driving my cock in and out of her impossibly tight ass as she started to suck my brothers faster and deeper. She darted from one to the other, holding them both close to her lips and letting her tongue dance across them both. She’d slurp on one, and then slide off to the other, taking him deep while her hands stroked them both.
I wasn’t going to last much longer, and I knew it. She was just too perfect, and too gorgeous, and too fucking sexy for me to hold back. I grabbed her thighs in my hands, pushing her legs back and wide as I started to fuck her as hard. She screamed in pleasure as I drove in balls deep again and again, her tight ass clenching me and milking me for all I was worth.
Malcolm plunged two fingers into her sweet pussy, his thumb rubbing her clit, and Emma went to pieces. She cried out as the orgasm thundered through her, and when her body clenched tight around me, I lost all control.
I roared as I drove in to the hilt and unloaded, my hot cum splashing into her ass and filling her to the brim as I emptied every drop into her ass.
We slowed, coming to a stop before she pulled away from Joaquin and Malcolm and raised up on her elbow to stare at me in awe.
“How...” She trailed off, grinning this floating-on-air smile at me. “How did you do that?”
I grinned back, slowly easing out of her before scooping her up into my arms and kissing her deeply.
“Magic,” I whispered.
She kissed me back fiercely, holding me tight before I pulled back.
“Now, I think you should try them,” I growled into her ear. “I want to watch them both fill you up and fuck this little body like it’s never been fucked before.”
She whimpered, her hand clutching me tight, her breath catching as she nodded.
I pulled back, sinking into the tub and rinsing off as I watched my brothers move in.
Joaquin sat on the edge of the tub, stroking his throbbing cock before he pulled her into him, kissing her fiercely. She moaned, and then gasped as he pulled her into his lap, her legs straddling him as she faced out.
“I’ve been dying to try this ass since the second I saw you in that dress,” he murmured, stroking his cock against her thigh.
“So what are you waiting for?” she teased back.
“Careful,” he growled.
She bit her lip coyly. “Or what?”
“Or we might have to teach you a lesson,” Malcolm growled, easing into the tub and moving to stand in front of her.
“That a promise?”
Fuck I loved how sassy she was. I loved that she wasn’t this helpless damsel, and that she could toss it right back.
“Damn right it is,” Joaquin growled, easing a finger into her ass.
She moaned, turning to kiss him fiercely.
“Sounds like a lot of big talk to me.”
The two of them growled. I grinned. Fuck she was good at this — at teasing us and working us up like this. And I knew what she wanted. I’d seen it back at the club when she demanded it harder and faster.
Sweet little firecracker Emma wanted it rough.
…And we were just the guys to give it to her.
Joaquin raised her up and let his cock rest against the tight ring of her ass.
“Get ready, Princess,” he growled. “We’re about to take you like you’ve never even dreamed.”
He eased inside, and Emma moaned as he slowly pried her open. Her face flushed, and her nipples puckered as my identical brother slowly fed every single inch of his big cock up her tight little asshole, until she was resting on his balls. The two of them groaned, gasping for air as she slowly got used to his size.
Malcolm moved in, grinning and stroking his cock as he centered it at her pussy. She whimpered, biting her lip as he eased inside, and her gasp slowly turned into a full-on scream of pleasure as the two of them filled her up like she’d never been before.
Slowly, the three of them began to move. The two of them gripping her tight in their hands, slowly pumping their cocks in and out of her in unison as I watched her face turn to pure fucking bliss.
I was hard again in seconds.
Watching them move like that, watching her melt for them as they slid in and out of her like that, filling her entirely, I was rock fucking hard. I stroked myself as I watched the pleasure crash over her face, her moans filling the room until finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore.
I rose from the water, pulling myself out of the tub and growling as I moved towards them. Emma opened her eyes and groaned as she saw me approach, licking her lips as her eyes locked in on mine. I moved in, and when she opened her mouth, I eased my cock through her wet lips. Her tongue swirled over my crown, her moans vibrating through me as Joaquin and Malcolm claimed her together.
The four of us moved faster, wet bodies coming together again and again as muscles strained and breaths caught. Emma was rolling her hips over and over, meeting their thrusts eagerly. She reached up to stroke the part of me she couldn’t swallow, moaning and screaming around my girth and swirling her tongue faster and faster as she started to fall. I knew she wouldn’t last long with the three of us fucking her together like this. Fuck, I knew we weren’t going to last long either for that matter.
Joaquin groaned beneath her, sinking his cock deep in her ass again and again as Malcolm drove balls deep into her sweet pussy. Her pouty lips slid up and down my shaft, her hands pumping me and playing with my balls until I knew we were all about to explode.
Emma came first — like a hurricane.
She pulled away from me and screamed in pleasure as the orgasm shattered through her. Her whole body tensed and shook again and again as the climax racked her body.
Malcolm was next, grunting as he drove in deep and unloaded. I watched as his muscles tensed, his hands grabbing her tight as he emptied his balls inside of her. Joaquin followed, roaring into her shoulder as his cock started pumping shot after shot deep in her ass.
My hand flew over my cock, stroking my thick girth as I watched this incredible girl of our dreams absolutely shatter in pleasure for us, and before I knew it, I could feel the cum thundering through me. Emma turned her head, and when I slipped my head between her lips, all it took was one slow lick of her tongue across the underside of my cock for me to lose the rest of my control.
My body tensed, and I gasped loudly as the cum pumped out of me, filling her mouth to the brim before she swallowed me down and lapped at me for more.
Slowly, panting, we came apart gently. Emma was a puddle, limp in our arms with his look of pure bliss on her face as we eased her down into the hot water and pulled her against us.
We were obsessed. We were lost in her, and somehow she’d gotten in so deep with us, I couldn’t imagine pulling her out.
We were in love.
Now, we just had to figure out what that meant.
Chapter 10
Emma
I spent three days with them.
Three. Freaking. Days.
I called in sick from work, and apart from some brief texts with Julia, basically shut myself away from the world with them. Texts, I should mention, in which I was brief in my replies since I still don’t know how to drop “hey I watched you go into and then leave a sex club with three men,” even if she was my best friend.
We fucked a lot. Like, a lot, a lot. But we also laughed, and cracked jokes, and just lay around reading. We kept to the palace, watching movies in the huge theater room, swimming in their underground grotto pool, and even having a cook-off in the kitchen when it was revealed that both Landon and I were pretty awesome chefs.
I won.
They told me about their dad, and growing up the way they had being so close. I asked questions about the club, and they gave me straightforward answers. They were nakedly honest in their past, but especially the part where none of it had ever felt right — that they’d never found the something real that they were looking for. Un
til me, that is.
In short, I spent three days of bliss, in heaven, falling in love with the three of them. It was craziness, and I knew that, but there was no stopping what any of us were feeling. I’d gone into that club that night looking for answers, but what I’d found left me speechless.
Love, somehow. In the most unlikely place and way.
Eventually though, real life intervened. At some point, I did have to get to work, even if I was living in this fantasy bubble with them. They asked me not to, of course, trying to lure me back into bed with kisses and filthy promises. But at the end of it, I knew they understood that my career was important. That actually was the one sour note. I’d mentioned that I was an editor. I didn’t mention that I worked for a newspaper. Not yet. I knew I would, soon, but telling them that in the midst of all that bliss that felt so honeymoon-ish seemed like it would leave a sour note to this sweetness.
They had a car take me back to my apartment, even if I joked first about Ryker flying me there.
“Definitely a subtle move, having the royal helicopter land outside your front door,” Landon had grinned.
“The front door? Oh, I’ll want a roof landing or nothing at all.”
He’d kissed me before helping me into the car and closing the door. As it happens, Ryker himself did end up chauffeuring me - behind the wheel of the Bentley this time instead of the cockpit of a helicopter.
“Thank you, by the way,” he growled as we left the palace grounds, his eyes darting to the backseat.
I smiled curiously, still feeling the heat on my face.
“For?”
“For making them smile.” He shook his head. “I’ve known those three boys since they were little, and their father quite well even before that. Losing him was…”
Ryker trailed off, shaking his head.
“It was rough on all of us, but it was devastating for them. To see them smile again, well, that’s a beautiful thing.”
I grinned, biting my lip as my face flushed.
“What I’m about to ask you isn’t how I’d normally address a lady, and I’m sure their highnesses wouldn’t exactly be thrilled to hear me ask it, but, I’m going to anyways.”
