Royally Exposed_A Reverse Harem Fantasy

by Catherine Banks

  “Sorry,” I mumbled and shook my head, pushing away all of my negative thoughts. “I’ve been extra emotional lately. Thank you for dancing with me.”

  “Have you been practicing shielding yourself from their emotions?” he asked, concern in his eyes and voice.

  “Yes. It’s not them.”

  “Well, we all have off days. A lot has happened to you recently. Your life has been drastically changed. It’s okay to be overwhelmed, but it is best if you talk to someone about it.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  The song ended and he dipped me, making me laugh and smiled wide. He was always so happy and playful, just like Deryn.

  “Keep my son in line, okay?” he said and kissed the knuckles on my right hand.

  “I’ll try,” I replied.

  Deryn took my hand from his father’s grip and bowed over it. “May I have this dance, my queen?”

  “I’d be honored,” I replied.

  He pulled me close, his arm wrapped around my waist and kissed me gently, at complete odds with the roughness of his movement and the raging desire in his eyes. “I love you, baby,” he whispered.

  My heart felt so full, it could have exploded. “I love you too, my wolf.”

  We waltzed around the room with happy smiles and my worries melted away. The dance ended and Deryn kissed my knuckles before passing me off to Rhys.

  “Hello, handsome,” I greeted him, standing close to him.

  “Evening, gorgeous,” he replied, setting one hand on my lower back and taking my other in his free hand.

  Our dance was flawless, my eyes never leaving his as we twirled amongst the other dancers. I had no idea how he was able to keep us from bumping into anyone else when his eyes were glued to mine, but it was awesome. I was very glad I’d taken ballroom dancing lessons as a teenager, or this night might have been a disaster.

  I saw a flash of red as the woman from earlier spun by us, Deryn her dancing partner. Jealousy surged through me, hot and strong.

  “What?” Rhys asked and looked around.

  “Nothing,” I replied and squashed my feelings.

  “May I cut in?” Prince Silverowl asked.

  Rhys hesitated, but then nodded and let him take me into the next dance.

  “I’m surprised you would dance with me when there are so many other females here,” I told him.

  “My brother is never possessive, but when it comes to you, he’s as bad as a werewolf with a bone.”

  I laughed, picturing Deryn and Fox fighting over a bone. “He’s not that bad.”

  “He’s gotten stronger since he met you. He has learned new powers and trains constantly. All so he can protect you,” he told me.

  The guys trained a lot, but I had no idea he was learning new powers too.

  “You’re good for Foxfire. He was beginning to neglect his duties and responsibilities and seemed to be falling into a funk. But, he’s much better now. Thank you.”

  “Uh, you’re welcome. Really, I haven’t done anything. Fox does far more for me.”

  The music shifted, signaling the end of the song. “Time’s up,” he whispered. “See you around.”

  He disappeared into the crowd and Fox took his place.

  “What did he say to you?” Fox asked, entering the dancers’ area.

  “He said he thinks I’m good for you,” I answered honestly.

  Fox blinked in stunned silence a moment. “Oh.”

  “You look great in that tuxedo,” I complimented him.

  “I look even better out of it,” he replied with a cocky smirk and a wink.

  I laughed and shook my head at him. “Conceited.”

  He shrugged. “Honest.”

  “Well, I happen to like how you look in the tuxedo,” I told him.

  “Thank you.” The music shifted again.

  Nico cut in and sighed, “Finally! It’s my turn.”

  I giggled and kissed him. “Hello, Sparkles.”

  He tensed, hating the pet name I had given him after he had tried to do a new spell and all that happened was some bright sparks coming out of his fingertips.

  His hand slid lower, his fingers brushing the top of my butt as we danced. “My fingers are known to make you see sparkles while your head is thrown back and screaming my name.”

  Heat rushed to my core and I stumbled in my dance with him as my muscles clenched.

  “Tease,” I growled at him, suddenly out of breath.

  “You’re so easily worked up tonight,” he commented with a frown. “When was the last time one of us pleased you?”

  He was always so blunt, never beating around the bush. Sometimes, it still caught me off guard.

  “Two days ago,” I answered honestly. I had become a bit of a sex addict, wanting it, no needing it once a day at the very least. Or, I ended up like this, starved and almost uncontrollable. Despite their assurances that they didn’t care if I took one of them away for sex when we were all hanging out, I just couldn’t do it. It felt too awkward and wrong to do.

  “Come on,” he ordered me, dragging me by the hand away from the crowd. The other three pushed off the wall they had been leaning on and followed us.

  “Where are we going?” I asked, trying not to trip on the dress with the longer strides I had to use to keep up with him.

  “Every male here can smell your arousal now,” he explained. “I doubt any of them would try anything, but I’d rather be cautious than continue dancing.” We exited the ballroom and entered the foyer. “Plus,” he stopped and kissed me fiercely, his arms pulling me against him and his tongue sliding along mine. When he pulled back, we were both breathless. “Plus, we have special plans for you tonight.”

  “What?” I asked, my brain still stuck on his amazing kiss. He had tasted like champagne.

  Our limo pulled up and we all climbed in. Once inside, the four sat together across the limo from me.

  “Why are you all over there?” I asked. Normally, we all sat together.

  “If we touch you before we get to the apartment, our plan will be ruined,” Rhys said.

  “I thought you were going to take me in this limo?” I asked, leaning my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands, giving them a nice view of my cleavage.

  All four groaned and averted their gazes.

  “Rude!” I gasped at them, sat up, and folded my arms across my chest. “Maybe I'll just ruin your plan and lock myself away to have some alone time.”

  “No, you won't,” Fox said with a smug smile. “You're insanely curious, too curious for your own good. And we won’t tell you what it is. So, the only way to find out, is to go along with our plan.”

  “I don't like when you guys push me away,” I mumbled while staring up at the roof of the limo. Self-esteem had always been an issue for me, especially as a preteen. It had gotten better when my boobs finally came in, and even better when Martin and I started dating. But, there was always this little voice, who I lovingly named Bitchtits, who assured me in moments like this, I still wasn't good enough. I blamed Bitchtits for my negative thoughts about other women too. I tried really hard to be supportive and positive to other women. Women needed to stick together in the gaming community. The industry was heavily dominated by men.

  “It'll be worth it,” Deryn promised.

  My body was wound tight, liquid heat pooled between my legs, and I clamped my knees together.

  “Fuck,” Rhys growled, his eyes now dragon's eyes. “She smells amazing.”

  “Her pheromones are exceptionally enticing,” Fox agreed and licked his lips, my eyes tracking the movement. He could do some amazing things with that tongue.

  All four groaned again and I could see their erections jerk inside their pants.

  “Hurry up!” Deryn ordered the driver.

  “I'm trying,” the driver responded in a growling tone. “I can smell her too, you know?’

  “Sorry,” I gasped.

  “You can't control it,” the driver replied, “but maybe think sad th
oughts instead?”

  Chapter 4

  Deryn rolled up the window that separated us from the driver.

  “Who was that woman?” I asked them, anger and jealousy replacing my horny desire.

  “I thought you didn't care,” Rhys smirked.

  “Rhys,” I growled.

  “She's the President's daughter,” Nico told me.

  “How many of you slept with her?” I asked, ignoring the voice telling me I didn't really want to know.

  “None of us did more than dance with her tonight,” Rhys replied, misinterpreting what I wanted to know.

  “I'm not talking about tonight.” Though, it was good to hear.

  They didn't respond for several heartbeats.

  “I did,” Rhys admitted.

  “I did too,” Nico said.

  “Me too,” Deryn said.

  Everyone looked at Fox. “Yeah, okay. I did too. Just once, though.”

  All four of them. I was a bit surprised, but had expected this.

  “I see,” I said and nodded. Strangely, I wasn't mad or upset. I was sort of numb.

  “You're not mad?” Rhys asked, head tilted to the side and nostrils flaring.

  “Or sad?” Fox asked.

  “I expected that response,” I told them and shrugged.

  “Now you're sad…no…irritated,” Deryn said.

  “How would you have felt if I got up to kiss some guy on the cheek who I'd slept with. Oh, wait, I know since I experienced your reactions to Martin.”

  “Sorry,” they all mumbled, satisfyingly guilty looks on their faces.

  The limo stopped and I climbed out before they could get to the door, almost hitting the driver with it as it opened.

  Our elevator ride was silent, my hormones squashed. Why was I so moody lately? My period had just ended four days ago, so I wasn't PMSing or pregnant. Was it them? Was I not shielding well enough?

  I dropped my shields to allow the guys’ feelings to reach me. All of them were worried.

  “Why are you all so worried?” I asked in a strangled voice, swallowing thickly.

  I put my shields back up and sagged against the elevator wall.

  “We are worried about you,” Fox said, drawing closer. “Your emotions have been all over the place, my powers aren't working, and you're not talking to us. You've been sad a lot lately.”

  “I'm not sure what's going on,” I admitted.

  The elevator opened and we all filed out, going to my apartment. I went to my room, stripping out of the dress, fully aware that I had an audience.

  “Peeping Toms,” I accused them without turning around. I put the mask on my dresser, smiling at how thoughtful it had been for them to remember that attending a masquerade ball was on my bucket list.

  Rhys spun me around, claiming my mouth with his and sliding his tongue in. His left hand gripped my butt while his right hand slid into my hair to cradle my head.

  “Whoa,” I whispered when he pulled back. I thought we would be alone, but the other three were still here.

  Rhys threw me onto the bed and took his tie and shirt off. The other three followed suit, removing their ties and shirts and then all four climbed onto the bed.

  “Guys, what's going on?” I asked, fire rushing through my veins and pooled in my core.

  “We wanted to try sharing,” Nico said.

  “Sharing?” I asked breathlessly. Four insanely hot men, shirtless, and seated around me was making it hard to breathe or think of anything except touching their bare skin.

  Fox pushed me on my back and began kissing me, his tongue slow and precise in its movements, driving me crazy.

  Someone removed my thong, the last piece of clothing I had been wearing. All four gasped when my scent hit them, Fox stopped kissing me to look where the others were looking.

  “She's so wet already,” Deryn said. He bent forward and licked my clit, making me gasp and arch up off the bed.

  Rhys latched onto one of my nipples, sucking and nipping. Nico took my other nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around my already hard nub.

  I screamed out, and Fox took my mouth again, forcing my moans into his mouth.

  Deryn sucked and licked me expertly, pushing me closer and closer to the cliff of euphoria.

  Having all four of their mouths on me at once was a new experience that I thoroughly enjoyed.

  Before I could orgasm, Deryn sat back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “She's really close already.”

  Fox kissed my neck and bit down just hard enough to make me moan, but not enough to leave a mark.

  “Go ahead,” Rhys nodded and smirked at the whine I made when his mouth left my body.

  Nico sucked harder on the nipple he was playing with and I moaned loudly.

  I thought Deryn would finish me, but he removed his pants and thrust into me instead.

  “Yes!” I screamed, throwing my head back and my hands grasped Nico and Rhys’s thighs.

  Rhys, Nico, and Fox removed their pants too, and I immediately grabbed Rhys and Nico, stroking them in time to Deryn's thrusts. Fox turned my head and I eagerly opened my mouth to accept his fully erect penis.

  “Yes,” he groaned, arching his back.

  I screamed as an orgasm hit, tightening around Deryn, who orgasmed with me.

  He pulled out and quickly rubbed my clit, making me orgasm in a few strokes.

  Suddenly, all of them were gone, none of them touching me.

  “Hey,” I started, but realized they were switching positions.

  Fox entered me slowly and used a steady rhythm. Deryn cupped my breast and flicked his tongue across it. Rhys stood by my head, and gripped my hair as he pushed into my mouth.

  I stroked Nico slowly, wanting to keep him hard, but not finish too early. It wasn't until Fox that I realized they were slipping condoms on right before entering me.

  Fox's movements were normally slow, but he gripped my hips and began to slam into me hard enough for our skin to slap loudly. He orgasmed before I did, pulling out to let Rhys take his spot.

  I flipped over onto my hands and knees. Nico laid on the bed so I could give him head while Rhys gripped my hips and slid into me until he was fully buried.

  Deryn continued pleasuring my breasts and Fox reached under me to rub my clit.

  I orgasmed several times before Rhys finished, my legs shaking. Since it was just Nico left, and he was already on his back, I sat down on him. He moaned and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

  “What do you want?” Rhys asked as he kissed my neck.

  I rode Nico and said, “Just touch me.”

  Rhys, Fox, and Deryn moved closer to me, kissing my upper body.

  My walls fell and the euphoria and love they felt poured into me. I gasped and gripped Nico's chest to keep from falling forward.

  “Yes,” Nico moaned. “Now we can fully feel your emotions.”

  “I love all of you,” I whispered, resuming my riding.

  “You're our world,” Nico told me, adding his own thrusts to meet mine.

  “You are the only one that we want,” Rhys whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me shiver.

  “We will always love you,” Fox whispered against my neck.

  “We will never leave you,” Deryn said.

  Nico flipped me on to my back and took control. “Which do you love?” He asked as the pressure grew and grew.

  “You all.”

  “You know the answer we want,” he chastised and slammed into me faster and harder. “Who did you love?”

  The orgasm was the strongest one I had ever had, shooting fire through my veins. “My princes!” I screamed the answer they wanted to hear and Nico joined with his own orgasm.

  Nico fell to my side, panting happily.

  “I love my guards,” I whispered.

  After cleaning up and dressing in pajamas, we cuddled on the couch to watch movies. I was high on euphoria and smiling like a fool.

  I never thought they wo
uld have sex together with me. I would be lying if I said that it had been anything other than magical.

  “Jolie,” Fox whispered, drawing my attention to him. He sat on the floor between my legs.

  “Yeah?”

  “We need to ask you something.”

  My euphoria vanished as fear took its place. “What?”

  Rhys rubbed my arm. “Calm down. It’s nothing bad.”

  “We have an important trip coming up,” Fox said. “We’ll be gone at least two weeks.”

  “That’s right before Christmas,” I whispered sadly. It was supposed to be our first Christmas together.

  “We would be back on the twenty-fourth, so we would be home for Christmas,” Rhys chimed in.

  “Okay, so you want me to stay with the pack?” I guessed. They’d all gone on an overnight trip and the only way they had felt okay leaving me was because I had stayed with the pack and Martin had stuck next to me.

  “No, we would like you to go with us,” Deryn said.

  “I can’t leave work for two weeks.”

  “You’re just writing. Can’t you telework and send them your updates electronically?” Fox suggested.

  I doubted it.

  “Please,” Nico begged from my right side. “I don’t want to be separated from you for two weeks. I might go insane.”

  I felt the same way.

  “I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”

  “We’re going to Mascrol,” Fox said with a smirk.

  “You’re going out of country?” I asked, my palms slick with sweat at the thought of them thousands of miles away, across an ocean from me.

  “Easy,” Rhys said, pulling me into a hug and rubbing my back. “Calm down.”

  “You’ll be across the ocean from me,” I whispered into his chest.

  “Come with us,” he whispered into my hair. “I can’t stand the thought of being so far away from you. Plus, we know you’ve always wanted to visit Mascrol.”

  “Please,” Deryn begged.

  What could I say?

  “I’ll talk to my boss tomorrow. When would we leave?”