by Madison Faye
Here I was flirting — flirting — with two gorgeous princes. It was so unlike me, and I knew I was breaking all sorts of my own rules. But something kept me from backing down from it.
I could hear them walking up behind me as I left the ballroom, turning down one hallway and then another, until we approached the east wing library.
I can’t believe I’m doing this.
And “this” wasn’t anything. Not yet at least. So I was getting a drink. Who cared? Except I knew it was more than that. I was getting a drink, in private, away from the ball, with two gorgeous men. Both of whom had made it quite well known they were interested.
And two men who had a draw on me like I’d never felt before. I felt alive near them, and scared. But also so protected. On top of that, there was the story of Priscilla, the duchess who’d been glaring at me back there. She’d made a “play” for both of them?
I shivered. Both, as in, the twin Charmings at the same time? It was so insanely scandalous, and yet, there was also no denying the naughty shiver that went through my body, teasing me in all sorts of places as I thought about it.
I needed some more champagne. Immediately.
I waltzed into the room, shivering as I heard them close the doors behind us. I clicked on one of the low-light lamps next to the opulent sofa before moving to the fireplace and clicking on the automatic flame with a button hidden on the side of the mantle.
I turned back, biting my lip as the two men took seats — Caspian on one end of the sofa, Cade in the high-backed chair facing it. There was pop as Cade took the top off the champagne.
“Shit,” he muttered. “We forgot glasses.”
I shrugged. “It’s fine.”
“You sure? You might get cooties from us.” Caspian teased.
I blushed, moving to take seat on the other side of the couch from him. Cade took a swig first, licking his lips softly — an action my eyes lingered on for far too long before he passed it to me. I nodded, reaching over and taking it before bringing the bubbles to my lips and taking a drink.
I passed to Caspian, before my eyes darted to Cade, pulling something out of his jacket pocket.
I laughed. “Are you serious?”
He grinned, shrugging as he held up the joint in his hands. “If you’re not into it, I can save it for later.”
“No, I’m fine.” I said it coolly as I could, like smoking pot in the library of the palace was no big deal. The truth of it was, I’d smoked the stuff once before, at Adele’s 18th birthday party, when some friend of a friend produced some.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, why not?”
Caspian cleared his throat. “Skip it, man, we’ll just stick to champagne for n—”
“Okay, I’m not the sheltered little princess you think I am, you know.”
They glanced at each other, and I sighed.
“I’m not.”
“Okay, okay.” Cade held up his arms.
“Light it, seriously.”
“If you say so.”
He lit the joint, taking a puff or two before handing it my way.”
“See, I’d heard you were pretty sheltered.”
I inhaled on the smoke, coughing slightly and feeling the buzz hit me before I passed it along to Caspian.
“And what have you heard?”
They glanced at each other.
“Oh, what?”
“Nothing.”
“C’mon, tell me!”
I knew what they’d heard. Of course, most people had heard about Lucian’s three virgin daughters. I knew it wasn’t true, but I hadn’t even ever told my sisters about that night when I’d been a total idiot with Prince Henry.
“I promise you, I’m not as innocent as you think I am.”
“Says the twenty-one-year-old virgin.”
I held Caspian’s eyes, the grin still on his lips.
“Not.”
He frowned. “Pardon?”
“I’m not. A virgin, I mean,” I said quickly, taking a big sip of the champagne he passed me.
A shadow crossed his face.
“Oh, please don’t tell me you’re one of those old fashioned assholes who thinks I’m like, less for not waiting until marriage.”
He frowned harder. “Absolutely not.”
I turned to his brother, seeing the same shadow on his face.
“You sure? Cause you look like—”
“We look like we’re pissed that some little shit got his hands on you and clearly didn’t appreciate what he had.”
I froze, eyeing them. “And what makes you think he didn’t?”
“Because he’s not here right now, threatening to throw both of us out the window for stealing you away.”
I smiled, my face red and my body tingling.
“It was a long time ago,” I shrugged. “And just once.” I sighed. “And you’re right, he was a total shithead.”
“Anyone we know?”
I glanced up at Cade. “Why?”
“So we can beat the shit out of him for you.”
I giggled, the bubbly and the smoke making me feel lighter and actually somehow clearer already. “Looking to defend my honor?”
“Always”
I bit my lip, falling into Cade’s eyes. “Well, thank you, but I’m okay.”
I sighed, shaking my head at the offered smoke again and sipping the champagne instead. The moment felt perfect. I felt safe, and happy, and just at ease with these two. Hell, I’d just told them about Henry, and I hadn’t even told my sisters that.
Caspian suddenly laughed. “Shit, why do I feel like we’re in high school right now?”
His brother chuckled. “Maybe ‘cause we’re hiding from the party, drinking champagne from the bottle, and smoking pot?”
I laughed, a snorting laugh that made me laugh more as they laughed along with me.
“If this was high school, we’d need to be playing spin the bottle or truth or dare or something stupid like that.”
I instantly caught the interested look on Cade’s face.
“Not playing spin the bottle, Mr. Chivalry,” I said, trying to hide my grin.
“Wouldn’t have even dreamed of it.”
“I would have,” Caspian said, making me shiver as I laughed it off.
“I could be okay with truth or dare though?”
Both of their brows perked up.
“Oh really?”
“Told you I wasn’t the innocent little princess from the tower you thought I was.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I swallowed the shiver at Cade’s words, the heat in the room sizzling through me.
“Okay who goes first?”
Caspian shrugged. “Go ahead.”
“Just ask either of you?”
“Sure.”
I grinned as I sank back into the couch, feeling the warmth tease through my body, the room feeling smaller like it was just the three of us in the dim firelight in this moment.
“Okay, you,” I pointed at Cade.
“Uh-oh.”
I giggled. “Truth or dare?”
“This is so high school,” he laughed. “But fine. Truth.”
The words left my lips before I could even think about it.
“Have you two ever, you know…” I blushed. “With one girl?”
They both froze, and Cade’s jaw dropped. “Damn, you don’t beat around the bush do you?”
I quickly shook my head. “You don’t have to answer that.”
“Yes I do.”
“I looked up into those eyes. Of course, I was thinking about Priscilla coming on to both of them. I mean, I could see it, as much as it shocked me. Two gorgeous sexy, blond princes? Identically good looking?
I blushed again.
Yeah, I could see the appeal. What girl wouldn’t? But then, who would actually act on it?
Cade’s eye’s locked on mine.
“Yes.”
The heat came roaring through my face as my jaw d
ropped.
“Wait, really?”
He nodded. “Yep.”
My eyes darted between them. “Wait, both of you?”
Caspian nodded, even if it wasn’t his turn.
“Like, at the same time?”
Cade nodded. “Yes.”
The feeling that slammed through my body right then could only be described as want. It was pure, raw, lust.
“Wow,” I managed to whisper, sinking back into the couch. “How does that even work?”
“Just the one question,” Cade grinned. “My turn.”
I just nodded, my head still spinning.
“Truth or dare,” he said to me.
I shook my head, still not able to clear the filthy, x-rated thoughts of both of these men taking a girl together from my head.
“Um, truth.”
“Are you thinking about both of us with one girl right now?”
I didn’t think my face could get as hot as it did right then.
Cade grinned wickedly. “No lying.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Maybe,” I whispered.
“Maybe, or—”
“Yes.” I shivered, biting my lip. “Yes,” I whispered again.
I took a shaky breath, turning to Caspian.
“Okay, truth or—”
He laughed. “No way, it’s my turn.”
“What? But I just got asked.”
“Nope,” he grinned. “We go in a circle. You, Cade, now it’s my turn.”
His eyes lasered in on me, and I shivered.
“So, Princess-not-so-innocent. Truth or dare?”
I bit my lip, and again, words came tumbling out before I could stop them.
“Dare.”
The two of them whistled.
“Well, well.”
“Wait, no, truth,” I said hastily.
“Nope, too late.” Caspian leaned forward. “I dare you to…” He trailed off, his eyes moving over me and leaving a heated trail in their wake.
“I dare you to let your hair down.”
I blinked. “What? Why?”
“Because I think you’ve got sexy fucking hair,” he purred. “And I want to see it cascading down your shoulders.”
I shivered, swallowing the heat from my face.
“Fine,” I said as nonchalantly as I could.
I reached up and started pulling bobby pins out, pulling out the elaborate twists and loops until finally I shook my head, letting my long locks tumble down well over my shoulders and halfway down my back.
It was just my hair, but somehow, I felt like I was stripping clothes away for them, a thought that sent a heated spark between my legs.
Caspian’s eyes went wide. “Well, damn. I didn’t know it was that long.”
“Still sexy?” I whispered.
“Even more so,” he growled. “Your turn.”
I looked right back at him. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Boring,” Cade laughed.
“Whatever, dare.”
Crap, I didn’t have a dare, only more truths I wanted to hear. Or at least, that I thought I wanted to hear.
“Fine, I dare you to tell me how it works.”
“How what works?”
I blushed. “You two, and, you know…”
“Us with one girl?” Caspian frowned. “I don’t want to talk about that.”
“Oh c’mon, why not!”
“Because,” he growled.
“Don’t think I can handle it?”
“No, I don’t think I want to talk about sex with other women to the girl I can’t stop staring at or get my damn mind off of.”
The room froze for second.
Caspian looked away. “Look forget it.”
I felt the heat sizzle through me, my pulse quickening and my heart beating faster inside my breast.
“A dare is a dare.”
His eyes snapped back to mine.
“Princess.”
“Chicken?”
His eyes narrowed. “Fine,” he growled. “You want to know?”
“I asked.”
The thing was, I knew his trepidation. His reluctance to tell me was the same reluctance I had to hear it. Because as strange as it was, I was starting to get that these weren’t lines. And even stranger, I knew what he meant. The idea of them with other woman made me mad for some reason, like they were mine and some other woman touching them made my blood boil.
But I was also so freaking curious. I was so curious and so wet at what two of them with a girl meant.
“What do you want to know?”
I swallowed. “Do you take turns?”
“Sometimes.”
I squeezed my legs together under my gown, the heat flooding my panties.
“Sometimes one of us has her and then the other follows. And other times,” He grinned. “And other times, it’s at the same time.”
“What do you mean at the same—”
“He means,” Cade growled, one of us takes her from behind while she wraps her lips around the other one’s cock.”
The filthy word sizzled through the stuffy library air, making me shiver and making heat bloom inside my rapidly dampening panties.
“You both fuck her at the same time?”
Caspian groaned.
“What?” I breathed
“I think I like you saying that word.”
I grinned impishly. “What, fuck?”
His jaw tightened. “I think we should keep playing. Cade’s up.”
Something had changed in the room. It was warmer, and the tension was palpable. I turned to Cade, feeling my heart pound.
“Truth or dare,” he said lowly.
I swallowed. “Truth,” I whispered.
“How wet are you right now?” he growled.
I whimpered.
“Tell me, Princess,” he husked.
I looked into my lap, my face crimson.
“Very,” I managed to whisper out.
He groaned as he shifted in his chair.
“My turn,” Caspian purred on the couch next to me.
“Truth or dare.”
“Dare,” I managed to choke out, my whole world spinning round me.
“Show us.”
I froze.
“What?”
“Show us,” he growled. “Show us how wet you are.”
My eyes went wide.
“Take off your panties, Princess,” he growled. “And show us how turned on you are.”
I didn’t think. I didn’t dwell on how this “wasn’t me” or how this “wasn’t proper.”
Because screw it, maybe it was me, and maybe I didn’t feel like being proper right then. In fact, maybe I felt like being very un-proper.
And so I did.
My heart racing, my blood like fire inside, I slowly reached under my gown and hooked my fingers into my panties. I shivered as I pulled them down my legs, feeling them cling to the sticky, dewy wetness of my pussy before peeling away. I pushed them down to my ankles, balling them up and starting to shove them behind me on the couch, but Caspian’s hand suddenly went to mine.
I glanced up, paling as he shook his head, grabbed them from my hand, and brought them to his nose. I whimpered, shivering as he groaned, his hand tightening on my wet panties as he inhaled, before passing them to Cade, who did the same. The panties were soaking wet too, and I felt the naughty shiver tease through me.
“My turn,” I managed to croak out as I turned to Cade.”
“Truth or—”
“Dare,” he growled.
“I dare you to show me,” I whispered.
The corners of his mouth turned up. “Show you what, Princess?”
He knew, he just wanted to hear me say it.
“Show me how turned on you are.”
“You sure you want to go there?” he husked.
I nodded.
He only hesitated a second before his hand went to his belt. I shivered as he loosened it,
his fly coming down. He reached in, and suddenly the moan just tumbled from my mouth as he pulled out his thick, throbbing, enormous cock.
My jaw dropped.
Holy. Shit.
He grinned, wrapping his hand around it.
“That’s how turned on you make me,” he growled, stroking his huge, pulsing erection before my eyes.
I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs, my pussy tingling in raw, naked desire. My eyes locked onto his thick shaft, throbbing under his touch as his hand slipped up and down.
“Now, Princess.”
My eyes went to his, both of us panting.
“Truth or dare?”
I only took one second of thinking.
“Dare,” I whispered.
“Good girl,” he purred.
He nodded at Caspian. “I want you to take his cock out now, and I want to see you wrap your hand around it.”
I’m pretty sure I moaned out loud as I slowly turned towards the gorgeous prince sitting on the couch next to me. His eyes flashed fire as mine dropped to his lap, going wide at the thick bulge. Slowly, almost not believing that this was me, my hands crept out. I shivered at the groan he made when my hands landed on that bulge. I could feel him twitch under his tuxedo pants, the iron hardness pulsing under my fingers.
My hand moved to his zipper, and I panted as I start to tug on it. Caspian just groaned, leaning back as I tugged his zipper down. I moved up to his belt, undoing it and pushing it away as I popped the button to his tuxedo pants. Trembling, and more turned on then I’d ever been, I slowly slipped my fingers into the front of his boxer briefs.
I gasped.
His cock was hot, and throbbing, and pulsing under my small fingertips. I could feel the power there, the way he bulged under my touch, and I whimpered as I started to wrap my fingers around him. I used my other hand to gently pull the briefs down before Caspian took over, shoving his pants and his boxers down to his knees.
I gasped loudly as his huge cock sprang up, pulsing in the firelight, and sticking straight up against his abs. I squeezed my legs together as I reached out, letting my fingers play over the underside of him and thrilling as he groaned.
“Just like that, Princess.”
I moaned quietly as I wrapped my hand around him, feeling this sort of power as he throbbed under my touch. I stroked my hand up and down, feeling the silky skin and the thick muscle beneath. I moved closer, my eyes locked on his dick as I stroked him up and down. I felt the couch sink next to me, and I turned my face as Cade sank down next to me. His hand moved up into my hair, and I moaned as he wrapped it in his fist. He pulled me towards him, and suddenly, our lips came crashing together.
