“Which would mean me taking it off I surmise?” she said dryly, but with this heat hidden behind her eyes.
“You’re a very bright lady, you know.”
She giggled, shaking her head. “You two don’t quit, do you?”
“Nope.” Shane grinned. “So now what?”
“Oh, we make the frosting, and when that part comes out of the oven, I layer it and —”
“No, Princess,” I growled, moving closer, my pulse racing as I fought to even try to hold back the fire raging inside of me — the blazing heat that wanted nothing more than to pull her into me and claim that sassy mouth as mine.
“I meant more in the immediate.”
She swallowed. “I — I’m not a princess,” she said quietly.
“Well whatever you are, you’re here, with us,” I groaned.
“Making a cake,” she whispered.
“That too,” I growl back.
She looked down, and suddenly, doubt crept into my head. Shit what were we doing? For a second, I felt like an asshole. We’d come on strong. Like, really strong. For us, we’d seen her and just fucking fallen. We’d spotted her and known she was it for us. But, who was to say she felt the same? I knew we both wanted her to feel the same way, but, we weren’t mind readers. And now, here we were coming on even stronger, corning her in a kitchen like this, alone, just her and two men she’d just met.
“Fuck,” I said softly.
“What?”
“Nothing, I…” I swallowed. “Maybe you should go.”
Shane whirled, glaring at me like I was fucking crazy. Vi sort of did too, actually — frowning at me with puzzlement.
“Why?”
“Because…” I trailed off.
“Because you being here is driving us insane,” Shane muttered quietly, his voice tight.
Vi blushed, her eyes darting between us. “What do you mean?”
“You know damn well what I mean,” he groaned. “Dammit, Vi, you…” He shook his head. “I don’t know what the fuck you do to us, or how you do it, but the longer we're here with you, the more I don’t know if we’ll be able to walk away. Or let you walk away.”
She gasped as he moved closer, his arms tightening, muscles rippling as he clenched his jaw.
“All I know is, we saw you, and the whole fucking world shifted. All I know is, the both of us found you, and life just got a little bit sweeter.”
She blushed. “You met me an hour ago.”
“And it’s been the best hour of my damn life,” I growled.
She flushed, her eyes sparking with fire as they darted between Shane and me.
“There’s two of you,” she whispered.
“That there is.”
“And you’re… Well, you’re brothers.”
“Technically.”
She smiled. “Well, yeah I know, but you’re close. You’re best friends, right?”
I nodded, curious where she was going with this.
“So…” She shook her head. “Say, maybe, but say I…” she trailed off, swallowing thickly. “Say I felt the same way.”
I groaned.
“But,” she added quickly. “But again, there’s two of you, and I…” she trailed off again, but I knew where she was going in her head.
“You don’t want to hurt one of our feelings.”
“I don’t want to choose one of you,” she blurted out, immediately covering her mouth.
“Oh my God,” she breathed, her eyes wide. “I — I have to go.”
She turned, as if to run, but I snagged her arm, pulling her back with a gasp tumbling from her lips.
“Say that again,” I growled, my pulse roaring.
“I have to g —”
“Before that.”
Vi swallowed, looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes and soft, perfect lips.
“I can’t choose one of you,” she whispered.
“Which implies you want one of us.”
“No, I —”
“Which implies you’re feeling the same way.”
She bit her lip. “I didn’t say that,” she whispered quietly.
“Yes you did,” Shane growled.
“What if you didn’t have to choose one of us?” I whispered fiercely.
Fuck, this was it. I could feel the heat rising. It was like we were in this car, roaring right over the edge of a chasm. And I could have pumped the brakes, or swerved, or just stopped the damn car. But I didn’t want to. I couldn’t, because come hell or high water, I wanted to know what was over that edge with all three of us.
She blinked up at me, her eyes darting between Shane and me.
“What are you say —”
“I’m saying this.”
I didn’t know what the fuck I was saying, or if I was even making any sense, so, I skipped the words. I skipped all of it as I slid my hands around her hips, pulled her gasping into me, and crushed my lips to hers. And I kissed her.
Hard.
Vi moaned into my mouth, instantly melting into me as my lips seared to hers. My tongue teased against her lips, and when she parted them for me, I tasted those sweet soft plump lips before I sought her tongue with mine. I groaned, pulling her flush to me, tight, my arms circling her small, soft body. I was rock hard, and I knew damn well she could feel it. But I wanted her to. I wanted her to know how fucking hard she made me.
I kissed her fiercely, roughly. I kissed her like I’d never even dreamed of kissing a woman before.
I kissed her like she was mine.
But then, slowly, I realized she wasn’t. Well, she wasn’t all mine, at least. I knew Shane felt the same way. I knew he’d seen her back in that ballroom and felt the same damn thing I had. I’d snapped — shattering the last of my resolve to hold back, but I’d broken. And now, it was his turn to break.
His turn for her.
I felt Shane move next to us, and when I pulled away, Vi gasped. She looked up at him, his eyes burning fiercely as he looked deep into hers.
“Fuck, angel,” he said quietly, his hands snaking around her waist and pulling her into him. I could see her hesitate, and I knew why. It wasn’t him, it was me. I’d kissed her first. I’d laid my claim, so to speak, if you want to look at it in this primal, caveman way. And him going in like this and going to kiss her too? Well, I knew that was throwing her.
She glanced at me, and I nodded.
“There’s no picking with us,” I said quietly. “It’s not him or me. It’s us or nothin —”
She whirled and melted into Shane’s arms, their lips crashing together. And fucking hell that was hot. Watching her lose herself in him, watching the man who I loved like a damn brother — my best friend, kiss the girl we were both crazy about like he’d never kissed anyone? Shit, that felt good. That felt like a puzzle piece coming together at last.
And it felt hot as hell.
He groaned into her, kissing her deeply as his hands pulled her tight to him. I growled, the beast inside of me roaring for more, and as I came up behind her, I felt her whimper into his lips. My hands slid up her sides, teasing up her ribs. They slid her dark hair out of the way, and when my lips found the nape of her neck, she moaned softly into Shane.
And my cock lurched against her ass.
We pressed into her, both of us absolutely enveloping her in our much bigger frames, our big arms circling her together. She gasped, pulling away from Shane and half twisting towards me. My hand slid to cup her jaw, growling as I devoured her lips with mine, feeling her writhe against me. Shane groaned, pushing against her front, his mouth sliding down to nibble at her collarbone.
“Oh fuck,” Vi gasped sharply, shuddering as the heat of it all blazed through all three of us. “What are we doing?”
“I don’t know,” I growled. “But I don’t want to fucking stop.”
“Me neither,” Shane groaned into her skin.
“Please don’t,” she gasped.
I groaned pulling away and letting her turn back towards Sha
ne. My hands slid down over her ass, grabbing her possessively and tugging her dress up. I felt her whimper, shuddering as I hiked up the back of her gown until I could tug it up over that tight, soft, curvy little ass. My balls ached as I palmed that sweet ass, feeling the lace of her thong slipping between her cheeks. My fingers tugged on it, making her whimper and shudder against Shane.
He groaned when he realized what I was up to, and I felt his hands slide down her front.
“Last chance to tell us to —”
“Don’t,” Vi gasped.
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t you dare stop.”
The both of us growled like animals, our mouths finding either side of her neck and biting and sucking on her tender skin. Shane yanked up the front of her gown, and when I felt his hand slid up between her legs, Vi cried out in whimpering pleasure.
“Oh fuck,” she cried out. “I — I’ve never —”
“Neither have we,” I groaned. “But fuck if we can stop now.”
I felt her thong stretch under my fingers, and when she gasped sharply, I knew Shane had slipped his hand under. I groaned at the thought of that lucky son of a bitch touching her there, feeling her soft, slippery little cunt, letting his fingers play with that slick pussy. She moaned, bucking her hips into him as he toyed with her, making her whimper and moan as she sagged between us.
My hands slid up to cup her full breasts through the dress, teasing her nipples to aching points under the chiffon and silk as she cried out. I slid one hand back down, grabbing her as before slipping under the lace of her thong and sliding deeper between her bare legs. My finger grazed over her ass, and she gasped sharply, panting as I pushed it lower. I could feel Shane’s fingers there, and felt him slide his fingers back up to her clit, rolling it slowly as he let me have my turn.
I curled two deep inside, stroking in and out as she cried out, trembling between us as we kissed and sucked on her neck. Shane’s fingers on her clit rolled in slow circles, rubbing her little bud as I finger fucked her. My cock was rock fucking hard, and I knew his was too as we both pressed tight to her.
We needed more.
We had to have more.
It was like we read each other's thoughts, Shane and me. Both of us moved at the same time, pulling her around and pressing her into the baking table and then hauling her up and planting that sweet ass of hers right down on top of it. She cried out, kissing him again before turning to me and crushing her lips to mine.
Our hands slid up her thighs, pushing that gown up to her waist as fingers slid into her panties. I hooked them, yanking and tugging them down, pulling them off her legs. The both of us groaned, grabbing her thighs and pulling her legs wide apart.
“I’ve never… I mean, this isn’t me,” she gasped heatedly, panting as we spread her for our hungry gazes. “I don’t do things like —”
“Neither do we, angel,” Shane growled. “We never have.”
“If you want to stop —”
“Hell no I don’t,” she gasped, pulling me to her and kissing me wildly. I groaned into her as both Shane and I slid our hands back up her legs. And when we both found her slick and dripping wet for us, we growled ferociously.
But again, we needed more.
I dropped down, pushing her legs apart and moving in before I could even think it through. I had to taste her. I had to devour her, and feel her sweet girl cum trickling down my fucking chin. I wanted her coming on my tongue, her hands in my hair, her pussy grinding into my lips.
I pushed the dress higher, and when my eyes locked onto her gorgeous little cunt, I swear I could have come right there.
Perfect and pink. Soft, silken, dripping wet, and swollen with desire.
Oh, and all ours.
I moved in, my tongue darting out, and suddenly, I was tasting heaven.
Vi screamed as I dragged my tongue up her slit, tasting her from the very bottom of her slit all the way up until my tongue bumped over her clit. I groaned into her, feeling her hips roll against me as I pushed my tongue deep, tasting her sweet tangy pussy. I felt Shane drop down next to me, and when I pulled back, he took his turn.
“Fuck, angel,” he growled. “Fuck you’ve got a perfect, sweet little pussy.”
He moved back in, the greedy bastard, licking her cunt as Vi cried out and writhed on the tabletop. I moved in as well, and Shane got the hint. He moved lower, swirling his tongue deep into her opening, giving me the space to get my mouth in there and let my tongue dance across her clit.
And Vi went wild.
“Oh my God!” she cried out, bucking and shaking as the pleasure thundered through her. I sucked on her clit, swirling my tongue around it while Shane fucked her slowly with his tongue. He moved lower though, and when I heard her whine in pleasure, I knew what he was up to. I glanced down and groaned when I realized I was right.
His tongue swirled around her tight little puckered asshole, making her squirm and moan in pleasure. I moved back to her clit, easing a finger into her greedy pussy as I sucked the little bud between my lips. I groaned into her, swirling my tongue around her swollen clit as my buddy tongued her naughty little ass, until slowly, I could hear her start to come apart.
“Please — Please, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuuuck!”
My tongue batted over her clit, Shane’s tongue slid into her ass, and when I curled my fingers against that sweet spot just inside, she was done for.
Vi fucking lost it.
She came, and when she came it was like watching an angel orgasm. She cried out the sweetest cry of pleasure, her body arching from the tabletop, her juices running like honey down my chin and my lips. And when she moaned, it was like pure heaven in my ears. Fuck, I could have listened to her cries of pleasure all goddamn day and night. And that’s all I wanted as Shane and I made her come hard.
She shivered—panting, trembling, spasming in her aftershocks as we both languidly licked her. Slowly, we pulled away, sitting back and glancing at each other.
And the both of us grinned.
“Shit, man,” Shane chuckled.
“Fuck, that was good,” I groaned, grinning at my buddy. “I mean, we needed to do that.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Why haven’t we done that?”
“'Cause we hadn’t found her yet,” he growled quietly.
We both stopped, and as Vi panted and pulled herself into a sitting position on the edge of the table, we pulled her into us. She kissed one and then the other back and forth, hungrily.
“You — You’ve never done that?” she said quietly, her eyes blazing and her face flushed with desire. “I mean, at the same time? With a girl?”
“Never.”
“Lucky me,” she whispered.
“Oh, you think we’re done with you?”
She bit her lip, blushing. “Well,” she purred, kissing me, and then sliding over to passionately press her lips to Shane.
“Has it ever occurred to you that I’m not done with you?”
I felt her hand slide over my buckle, and when I looked down, she was doing the same to Shane. We both groaned, her small, lithe fingers dancing over our rock hard erections through our tux pants.
Damn, where the hell had this girl come from?
“My turn,” she whispered heatedly, and before we could stop her, she was sliding off that able and kneeling on the floor between us, looking up at us with this heat blazing across her face as her hands slid up our thighs.
“My turn.”
Chapter 6
Vi
My pulse hammered in my veins, my whole body tingling. There was a ringing in my ears as I slid to my knees, and slowly, I looked up at them.
Holy shit, what was I doing? It was wild, and insane. It was so slutty in this filthy, mind-blowingly hot way. It was like the dirtiest fantasy I’d ever had, and it was really about to happen.
My whole body was still buzzing from the aftershocks of their mouths on me. Fuck, I squeezed my thighs together, feeling the lingering heat and slickness fr
om my orgasm, the tingles from it still making me pant for air. Two mouths. Two men.
All for me.
And now, there were two more things all for me…
It wasn’t like I was a virgin or anything, but, c’mon. I’d never done anything close to this. Certainly never two men together, and certainly never with a damn prince, let alone the two hottest, most bad boy princes on the planet. And yet, here I was, and here they were.
And oh, this was happening.
I knew this couldn’t last. I knew at some point, me not being a princess or royal, or having snuck into the ball was going to blow up in my face. But until then, well, how often does a girl find herself in this situation? I was ready, I was willing, and I was eager. And there they were, all for me.
My hands slid up their legs, and when I felt the muscles of their thighs clench, I shivered. The power there. The masculine roughness. The barely contained ability to pounce on me and tear my clothes off and take me. And fuck I wanted them to do it, too. But first, I was going to dive into my fantasy.
First, I was going to taste them both.
My hands slid over two huge bulges, and my breath caught.
Holy fuck.
They were so big. Like, bigger than anything I could even have imagined. I was almost scared, feeling those thick, fat cocks throbbing against their zippers like that. But I swallowed, the heat thundering through me.
All mine.
My fingers found zippers, and as I started to tug, I shivered.
“Let me help you with that, baby girl,” Adam growled, his eyes blazing into mine. His hand slid down, pulling at his belt and gently helping me with his zipper. Shane reached down and did the same, and I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until suddenly, they slid their hands inside, and pushed their tux pants down.
Oh fuck.
The both of them sprung free at the same time, and my whole freaking body clenched tight with heat. And I moaned.
Two huge, thick, throbbing, veined cocks bobbed out of their pants, hanging heavily in the air right in front of me. Two huge, pulsing, swollen heads, leaking sticky white precum, while two pairs of big, swollen, cum-filled balls hung between their muscled thighs.
Holy shit, they were perfect. And huge. And all freaking mine.
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