Naughty Vs. Nice: A Holiday MMF Bisexual Romance

by Victoria Cabot

  “So,” I begin, watching her as she glides gracefully to the bar where she takes a glass and pours herself a drink. “Care to tell me what’s going on, love?”

  “Oh, you know,” Nadia says as she pours a glass of scotch and takes it in her hand and turns towards me. “Same old. Got a little party going on today.”

  “I heard,” I say snidely. Nadia comes up to me and hands me the glass of scotch. I take it, but not before I add, “You’re planning on destroying my country during one of your fucking party Christmas Party games, aren’t you?”

  She shrugs. “You never called back, or returned my texts,” she says.

  “So you ask another kingdom to go to fucking war against me?” I ask, aghast that I’m even having this fucking conversation. This is too fucking surreal.

  Nadia shrugs and looks at me. “It was the only way to get your attention, Liam,” she says.

  I’m about to respond when the door opens again. In walks Gabriel.

  Well, it’s about fucking time. I should have figured that it wasn’t just Nadia, but that Gabriel had something to do with it as well.

  A part of my brain is trying to remember something. There was something about the Kingdom of Parthenia being in the news too, but honestly I can’t remember. I’ve been so wired up the last day and a half talking to people back home and other leaders trying to piece together what’s going on with New Parthenia that I haven’t focused as much on Gabriel’s kingdom.

  Not that it fucking matters now. It’s clear to me that he had to have something to do with St. Penares and their impending declaration of war.

  “What’s going on?” Gabriel asks, and his question is directed at the both of us. “I want some answers as to why St. Albans is on the verge of declaring war on my kingdom.”

  Nadia gives me a quick glance and then smiles at Gabriel. “Now, now,” she says with a mischievous grin. “Let’s not be hasty.”

  “Nadia, this isn’t fucking funny,” I say to her, drinking the scotch in my glass in one fell swoop and placing it on the window sill. I can see a light snow start to fall on New York City from my view out the window, and in the distance I see the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree. “What the fuck is going on?”

  “I can’t believe I’m going to say it, but I’m going to agree with Liam,” Gabriel says gruffly. I take a moment to stare at him. That’s fucking odd. Why would he want to know what’s going on? “I want to know why you two are conspiring to destroy my kingdom. And I want to know now.”

  Conspiring to destroy his kingdom? I thought we were talking about fucking New Parthenia?

  “What the fuck are you talking about, mate?” I ask Gabriel directly.

  He turns to me and gives me a scowl. “As if you didn’t know,” he says.

  “All I fucking know is that it looks like you and the Puppet Master over there,” I say gesturing with my head to Nadia who stands next to the four poster bed is watching us. “The both of you got fucking St. Penares to impose economic penalties and probably get ready to declare war on New Parthenia.”

  Gabriel sighs. “Don’t you follow the news, Liam?” he asks. “I mean, we are here because the UN is meeting. But St. Albans is doing the same thing to Parthenia.”

  Wait. What the fuck. This is too fucking surreal. Not only is St. Penares, a major regional powerhouse, knocking on my front door, but apparently this same shit is going down with Gabriel’s kingdom and St. Albans?

  “That’s too fucking weird,” I say shaking my head. For a moment, Gabriel’s image softens. He turns to Nadia.

  I know whatever the fuck is going on is related to her as well. So, I ask her. “What the fuck is going on, love?”

  She must have poured herself a glass of the scotch too, because she twirls it around and takes a sip. “Gentlemen, thanks for coming by tonight,” she says her eyes locking on both of us. “I knew I had to get you two both in the room, and neither of you was answering my messages, so I figured why not call in a few favors.”

  “Wait a moment,” Gabriel rumbles. “Are you telling me that somehow, this whole thing is part of some elaborate…prank?”

  I’m about to explode in anger. Is what she saying true? I join Gabriel in my consternation.

  “You mean to say that you just got another fucking kingdom to interfere in the sovereign affairs of New Parthenia because you felt fucking sad?” I ask.

  And Nadia moves her head and fixes me with a look.

  It’s something I’ve never seen on a woman before. And it literally makes my knees weak.

  Power. Strength. Desire. Confidence. And a fuck you attitude to anyone who tries to stop her.

  “Yeah,” she says. “That’s what happens when you piss me off.”

  12

  Gabriel

  “Yeah,” she says. “That’s what happens when you piss me off.”

  I’ve never been this close to losing my temper in my entire life. But this once, I’m ready to let it all go.

  “What is wrong with you, woman?!” I exclaim. “This is the most goddamn crazy thing I have ever heard of in my life. Do you know how many people could have been affected?”

  “Yes,” Nadia says, meeting my gaze now and moving from Liam. “Three. You, me, and Liam.”

  “You roiled world financial markets!” I yell.

  “You’ve got the fucking press hounding us, looking for wars!” Liam chimes in.

  “CNN is running around the clock Breaking News coverage waiting for war!” I shout.

  “The entire world things that our kingdoms are going to go up in smoke!” Liam shouts louder, throwing his hands in the air.

  The fact of the matter is that I would never even have come here if it weren’t to protect my Kingdom, and the only thing that goes through my head now is rage. Rage at the impotence I feel at being played.

  “You have no idea what you have done, Nadia!” I say with finality. I am disgusted.

  But Nadia doesn’t back down. She looks at me. “No, Gabriel,” she says and calmly walks over towards us. “I do.”

  That brings me up short. A part of me can’t wait to hear this one.

  “I’m about to end over one hundred years of useless bickering between your two nations once you realize that the both of you were just being silly little boys,” she says.

  Well…that wasn’t the answer I was actually expecting. For a second, I have nothing to say. And Nadia continues.

  “Look at the two of you,” she says and smiles as she sits down on the bed. For all the anger, I can’t deny that a part of me is looking at her slender figure – even now. “Look at the two of you united against me when it matters.”

  United? Against her?

  “In fact, Gabriel,” Nadia says. “I’ll even bet that until Anders went on the air, you must have felt a bit bad for Liam.”

  I remain silent. I don’t want to agree that she was right.

  “Men,” she snorts and then talks to the both of us. “You’re always so stubborn. And the more alpha a man is the more pig-headed and stubborn he can be. You both are no exception.”

  “What the fuck is going on, love?” Liam asks more out of frustration. “You brought us together to show us we’re stubborn?”

  “I brought you together to show you that you and Gabriel are not so different from each other at all,” Nadia says and stands up. “And that when push comes to fucking shove, you both are actually still one nation.”

  Remember when I had told you much earlier that I don’t curse.

  Well…fuck.

  It’s beginning to dawn on me what this woman has done as she drives her point home.

  “In fact, I would seriously stand here and say that you and Gabriel have the potential to be very close,” Nadia says. “But you refuse to acknowledge that because it scares you.”

  I’ve never feared anything in my life. But I’m starting to fear as well as love this woman somehow. She continues. “When you realized that I’d been with the other one, you instinctively pulled away
. But a part of it turned you on, didn’t it?”

  My cheeks flush. I don’t want to think about this. But Nadia moves closer. She runs her hands down her body – from her breasts to her stomach. “You still think about me, don’t you?” she asks.

  “This is fucking pointless,” Liam says, but his voice lacks conviction. “I just want to make sure that my kingdom is okay and that’s all….”

  Nadia doesn’t let him finish. “No, you used the kingdom going to war as an excuse to come see me,” she says. “Because if you wanted to get to the bottom of this, neither of you would have come upstairs alone to discuss it. And neither of you would have waited a day and a half to get answers.”

  Like a thunderclap, we both stop. This one statement has shut us both up. I have nothing left to say, because I now know she’s right. Her words have destroyed my indignation by showing it to be false.

  “But that’s not the only reason you two are upset at me,” Nadia says. “Your minds are still there in my condo two weeks ago.”

  Again, I remain silent. I believe it may be a good policy to not argue with this woman. She seems to be able to destroy the opposing position with the ease by which I open a door.

  “And I think I know why,” Nadia says, coming close to both of us.

  But this time Liam makes a last gasp to preserve whatever shred of independence he may have left. “I fucking left because you slept with him,” he says. His words are testament to the fact that he has conceded all other points.

  I decide to try as well. “I told you that I wouldn’t do business with anyone associated with Liam Caldwell. While you may have shown us that our kingdoms are more intertwined than separate, I still do not like him. I will never unite with him on anything.”

  “Then why have you guys been uniting against me this evening?” Nadia asks with a smile. “Or wait, did that not count?”

  I give up.

  This woman can do with me whatever she wants.

  I fucking submit.

  But Liam still holds out.

  “You slept with him,” he says to her as she comes up to him. She takes a hold of my shirt and tugs at me gently. My body goes willingly towards her and towards Liam.

  “You need to fucking choose, love,” Liam says. But that’s the last gasp. His eyelids are drooping and his body is being pulled by Nadia.

  I feel his body against mine just as I feel Nadia’s body press against me as well. My cock twitches. Everything that I always told myself I hated is standing right in front of me in Liam Caldwell.

  Nadia brings her mouth towards Liam as her hands run over my chest.

  “No,” she says her eyelids closing. “I don’t.”

  13

  Nadia

  Their hands are on me, exploring each and every inch of my body. I close my eyes, just reveling in their touch, their long fingers caressing my ass, my breasts, my curves. It feels amazing. Is this really happening? Have I turned two staunch rivals into my lovers?

  When two fingers brush over my pussy, yes, I know it’s actually happening… And I also know this is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Two guys? Just for me? Sign me in! And I’m not only talking about sex - sure, having their bodies at my mercy is as good as it gets, but it goes beyond that. Somehow, there’s a connection between the three of us. Something deep and true. Finally, after so many years of thinking love just wasn’t meant for me, it fell straight into my lap.

  I’ve waited for the perfect man all of my life… And now I get to have two of them.

  This train of thoughts comes to a halt as Liam leans into me, kissing my neck as Gabriel cups my buttocks, pulling me in. I open my eyes and start kissing him, my hand going down the side of Gabriel’s body and resting over his firm ass. I go around his waist and press my hand against his crotch, my heart beating faster as I feel an enormous bulging there. I flatten my hand against it, rubbing it in wide circles as me and Liam start to kiss wildly, our opens mouths just a stage for our tongues to battle.

  I take my other hand and slide it down Liam’s chest, going over his belt and pressing it against his crotch. Like Gabriel, he’s already hard, his monstrous cock filled with tension and energy, screaming for me to release it. Oh, I intend to release it… I want nothing more than to unleash a storm of lust and pleasure over my body, and these two are going to be the agents of all that. Images of their naked bodies and of the moments we shared together flash through my mind, a shiver going up my spine as I realize I’m going to relive all of that… But this time with double the action.

  Liam grabs my tits hard, stopping for a moment as he grabs my blouse. Not bothering with the buttons, he simply pulls the fabric, ripping it apart and making my black lace bra jump into view. In a heartbeat, he hooks his fingers in the cup of my bra and pulls it down, baring one rosy nipple. As it comes into sight, Gabriel stops kissing my neck, directing all his attention to my chest. Before I can even realize what he’s doing, he leans into me and wraps his lips around my nipple, sucking on it as his tongue dances in short fast circles around it.

  As he sucks on me, Gabriel lets his hands go to my back and he unfastens my bra, pulling it down my shoulders. He stops sucking on my nipple for one simple second, and it’s almost painful to not feel him there anymore; lucky for me, he simply throws the bra away and dives into me again, his mouth sending sparks of electricity all over my body as he punishes both my nipples - one with his mouth, the other by pinching it between his thumb and index fingers.

  While Gabriel takes care of my breasts, Liam kisses me again, sliding his hands down my body and pressing one of them right against my crotch. He bunches up the fabric of my skirt as he does it, a pleasant warmness spreading from my pussy to the rest of my body. It’s like a flood down there - I don’t even think I’m exaggerating if I say I have never been this wet. Really, I don’t remember ever being like this. In fact, if anyone told me it was possible for a woman to be this crazy with desire, I would simply disregard them as crazy and stupid. What do you know, uh? Turns out, there’s no limit for how crazy with lust a woman can get after all. I guess the key is having two perfect men at your mercy. Oh, yes, they are at my mercy, make no mistake about that. They might be taller and stronger, but I’m the one holding the cards here. After all, they’re the ones who have to share me…

  With a wanton sigh, I unbuckle Gabriel’s belt, pulling it out from his pants; then, I use both my hands to pull on the cotton fabric, unbuttoning his trousers with one single motion. His cock pushes out against his underwear, almost as if it could feel that it’s about to succumb to my body. And that’s exactly what happens: I hook my fingers on the hem of his black boxer briefs and tug them down, his cock jumping out and slapping me across the fingers. I turn my hand, immediately grabbing his thick mast, and start to stroke him backhandedly.

  As I stroke Gabriel, Liam’s hands keep exploring my body. He slides his hand under my skirt, his long fingers brushing against my inner thighs. The moment I feel his fingertips over the fabric of my thong, my skin prickles, and it’s almost as if all strength escapes my body. My knees buckle and my eyelids droop; before I even realize what’s happening, I’m down on my knees.

  Still with Gabriel’s cock in my hand, I press the other one against Liam’s crotch, his hard thickness pushing against me. With only one hand, I unbuckle his pants, untuck his shirt, and unzip his fly. I lean forward, pressing my lips against the bulging shape in his boxer briefs. I suck on it over the fabric for a long second and then, deep desire taking the steering wheel, I tug both his pants and underwear down, sending them down to his knees.

  I look up at the two cocks in front of me and reach for them, taking one on each of my hands. I start to stroke them slowly, relishing the way my small fingers struggle to hold them. Looking from one to the other, I start to up the pace, my fingers going from the tip to the base of their members. It doesn’t take long for me to be stroking them at break neck speed, my hands flying back and forth in a blur.

  Grinnin
g at Gabriel, I lean slightly forward and, parting my lips, let my tongue out and flick it against his glans. I twirl my tongue around it, scooping his pre-cum, and then lock eyes with Liam. I lean into him then, letting my tongue do the same thing I did to Gabriel. Then, a blend of pleasure and blind instinct taking over me, I simply lunge forward, allowing his shaft to pierce my mouth. I push forward and go deep, not stopping until the tip of Liam’s cock scratches the back of my throat. I roll back slowly, allowing his shaft to rub against my lips in the most wicked way as I keep my eyes locked on his.

  I feel Gabriel’s hands resting on my head, and I turn my attention to him. I open my mouth wide and, in a heartbeat, his cock is rolling over my lips and tongue and filling my mouth, his scent and flavor blending with Liam’s. It’s almost surreal to think that I’m sucking two guys at the same time. Alright, to be fair, I’m not sucking them at the same time - but now that I think of it… There’s no harm in trying, is there?

  Still grabbing their cocks, I point them in the same direction - my mouth - and push them close. Then, I lean in, opening my mouth as much as I can, and place both their tips inside of me. I look down, seeing their shafts touch, and it’s almost like being hit by lightning. Who knew that seeing two guys with their cocks rubbing against each other could be so damn hot? Well, I suspected it would be good, but to see it happening is a completely different story. I try to go deeper, my heart drumming a song of lust and sin inside my chest, but I don’t go far - after all, having two cocks inside of you is hard enough, especially if they’re both as thick as a tree trunk.

  I pull back, smiling as I look up at them. My hands start to fly over their cocks once more, and I only stop for a short moment, just enough for me to caress their balls and feel their weight against the palm of my hand. They’re big and warm, hard at work producing gallons of cum to be unleashed when I’m done with them. I don’t know why, but just thinking of that is enough to make me even wetter, my juices drenching my small thong and starting to drip down my inner thighs. Is there no limit to how horny I can get?