“I guess we should get to bed … errr … sleep,” she said.
“Do you want me to sleep on the floor?” Jacob asked kindly and hesitantly.
She looked at him, really looked at him, and shook her head slowly. “No. You deserve a bed, too. And we’re mates. Sleeping in the same bed shouldn’t be awkward.” She said the words, but they came out strained. She didn’t feel them.
She felt awkward.
She toyed with the button on her shorts, not sure if she should remove them, but didn’t feel very comfortable in them. She rummaged in the dresser drawer and found a flimsy nightgown left by Silvia and sighed. She would have to wear it. The clothing they brought with them was simply too hot to wear in summer. She was going to die from the heat if she wore layers.
She grabbed the pink silk gown and hurried into the adjoined bathroom. She felt their eyes on her and blushed at the thought of them seeing her in this…thing. She couldn’t call it clothing. Wouldn’t. It was simply a piece of material barely long enough to cover her parts. She shimmied out of her outfit and into the gown, her mouth dropping when she saw herself in it. It was loose, thank goodness, and fell just below her ass cheeks. It was practically see through and was lined with beads.
Who the hell slept in clothes like this?
She pulled and tugged on the gown as much as possible to cover herself and left the room. Henry and Jacob sat on the side of the bed laughing. When they gazed up and saw her, the room fell silent. She rushed past them and climbed on the other side of the bed. She settled in the middle with a thin sheet covering her thighs.
“I’m going to kill my sister,” she groaned.
Henry laughed but she saw him adjusting himself discreetly. Jacob wasn’t so discreet. He was clearly turned on and his cheeks were flushed as he stared at her. He climbed in the bed beside her, Henry on the other side, and they sandwiched her in. She felt hot. Her temperature was rising from their body heat and she had to remove the sheet.
Jacob perched on his elbow, staring at her longingly. “Freya, you are beautiful.”
She blushed harder. This was the most she’d ever blushed in her life. What was happening?
“Thanks,” she whispered.
Henry ran his thumb along her legs, inching up her thighs, and she felt herself tense. Was this really going to happen? How did this happen? What were the logistics?
“You think too much, Princess,” Henry said. He stopped his hand below the edge of her gown. “You should let us enjoy you.”
She was breathing heavily and opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. Suddenly, Jacob grabbed her chin and pulled her attention to him. He kissed her feverishly and passionately, each movement of his mouth causing her to tingle throughout her body. She kissed him back, her mouth and tongue devouring him. The kiss lit them on fire and Jacob followed the same trail up her leg Henry had on her other leg. Both men’s hands were laying high on her thighs and she struggled to catch her breath.
They broke the kiss, both out of breath, but before she could do anything, Henry grabbed her and placed his lips on hers. She kissed him back, their mouths moving in sync as his hand slid an inch higher. She panted under him, breaking the kiss to let out the softest moan.
Jacob groaned and started kissing her neck, his lips leaving a fiery trail along her skin. Henry took her mouth once more as he nudged her to open her thighs. She obliged, dizzy from lust, and stared at him with heavy eyes.
“Princess, will you let us please you?” Jacob asked. He nibbled along her shoulder and down to her collarbone as she writhed under his tongue.
“Yes,” she said in a soft whisper. Her hand found Jacob’s hair and she tugged him to her mouth so she could kiss him again. His hand drew circles on her thigh and Henry kissed the other side of her neck. She was overwhelmed with stimulation and wondered if she would combust under their combined touch.
She opened her thighs more, allowing them access. Jacob looked at Henry and he nodded. Jacob walked his fingers up the rest of her leg and grazed them over the outside of her panties. She jumped at his touch and made a mewling noise, driving them both wild. He pushed the panties aside and caressed her gently. She gripped his hair and ran her other hand over Henry’s chest. Henry went to work on her neck, kissing her so intently he inevitably left his mark on her skin.
The sensations flowed through her body and she murmured their names under her breath. Jacob worked his fingers along her and pushed two inside. She lifted her hips in response and watched him with glazed eyes. He pumped his hand into her, slowly then more fiercely as he brought her over the edge.
With a cry, she felt her release and lay spent on the bed. Her hands brushed along the front of their pants and she grinned lazily. “Let me touch you. Both.”
They unhooked their belts and pants, pulled the clothing down enough for their erections to break free. She took each one in her hands, feeling the softness as she pumped them between her fists. They both moaned simultaneously, and she grinned knowing she brought them pleasure.
She moved her hands in circles as she moved up and down the length of them. Wetness spilled out onto her hands and it only made her move faster. Henry gripped her hair and Jacob her breast as she worked on their releases. The thin strap of the gown slipped, revealing her other breast and Henry bent to take it in his mouth. She moved with him, adjusting her hand so she kept her motion, and allowed him to suck her nipple. She moaned and pumped her hands faster as she felt them drawing near their release. Henry came with a groan, spilling his seed all over her hand. Jacob wasn’t far behind him, releasing violently across the sheet. She released them, patting each dick softly before allowing them to tuck them back in their pants.
“Did you pet me like a dog?” Henry asked with a laugh.
“It was a pat and I was saying bye,” she responded.
They both chuckled. Jacob took the sheet and threw it across the room, finding another in the bathroom.
“Don’t bother. It’s too hot to cover up,” Freya said.
“It is,” Henry agreed. “I thought you said summer was fun.”
“It is, but this must be the hottest part of the year. I’ve never felt the heat so stifling when I’ve visited.”
“You can’t visit much though, right?” Jacob asked.
“No. I miss my sisters. I don’t even know much about the other seasons, only what my sisters have told me. If we break the curse, we’ll have to learn about each one together.”
Jacob laughed. “I know the seasons.”
She swatted him. “Okay, you can help us learn then.”
She felt content between them. Henry laid his arm above her head and massaged her scalp and Jacob lay his arm across her stomach. She was happy with these two. She worried what bringing two other men in would be like. Would the dynamic change? Would she be able to give everyone enough attention?
13
Freya awoke to the sun beating down on her skin. She lay squished between her two men, a delicious sandwich she never knew she wanted. They wrapped around her like they belonged, and she couldn’t help the smile from spreading across her face. She eased her way out of the bed and rummaged through the drawer to find something to wear. She found nothing appealing, so she went to the closet and foraged for a summer dress. Finding what she was searching for, she hopped into the bathroom and closed the door softly.
As she showered, she thought of the touches and kisses from last night. As much as she didn’t want to be in a frollick, here she was enjoying it. She still held her heart close, afraid to let herself care for Henry and Jacob too much. What if they were injured or killed? What if they decided they didn’t want her? There were too many what ifs for her liking.
The door creaked as Henry opened it and Freya grinned at the thought of him trying to sneak up on her. The water was her friend, her affinity, and it quieted to let her know someone was entering.
Henry pulled back the curtain completely naked and smiled at her. “Is there room for one mo
re?”
“What about two?” Jacob said from behind him.
Freya stood under the stream of water and found herself nodding her head, allowing them entry. Henry joined her front and Jacob climbed in behind her. Her heart beat rapidly as their hands found her skin and roamed her body. Each touch was electrifying. Her skin grew hot under the water and she willed it to cool her down. Jacob took her hair in his hands and lay it across one shoulder, kissing his way across her back on the other side. His hands found her hips and dug into her skin, leaving her breathless.
Henry caressed her breasts, his lips finding hers in a moment of heated passion. They kissed like it was the first time and they were desperate for one another. His hands continued to play with her nipples, and he inched backward to pull her forward.
“Jacob needs you, Freya. Will you allow him to have you?” Henry said, his voice deep and husky.
She glanced over her shoulder, seeing water running down Jacob’s face and groaning at the thought of him touching her. Of him being inside her. She bit her lip and nodded. Jacob pulled her hips to his and pushed his hand on her back, so she bent forward. His fingers found her opening, gently touching her to ensure she was prepared for him. He groaned and pushed a finger inside, feeling her soaking wet.
He lined up his dick to her and slowly entered her. She gasped as he filled her, and he moaned in response. His hand found her hair, gripping it tightly at the base of her neck and jerking her head back. She gasped again, even louder this time, and clenched around his cock. He pumped into her, his hips moving rapidly as he fought to find their release. Henry bent and took her nipple in his mouth, his other hand pinching her other nipple. Her hands found his hair and she held on for dear life as Jacob continued to move inside her.
He brought her to release, following closely behind her. He pulled away and grabbed her waist. He pulled her against him, kissing her neck and cheek. “Freya, that was amazing.”
Henry took the loofah and soaped it up. He gently washed Freya’s body from top to bottom. She soaked up the attention, feeling it was too much but not enough. She wasn’t used to having this much attention from anyone, but someone who had feelings for her? Never. She felt like she was waiting for the other shoe to drop and both of them to go away.
They finished their shower and the men left her to dress. She lifted her hand, pulling the water from her hair and washing it down the sink. Left with dry, curled hair, she put on the sundress and took in her reflection. The dress was flowy, thank goodness, and hit above the knee. It was yellow with blue flowers sprinkled across the fabric. She loved it.
She hurried back to the room and found Henry and Jacob were dressed. In pants, but nothing else. She bit her lip as she took in their taut forms and sighed. She could get used to this if she could get past her insecurities.
“I’m going to go find Silvia. Do you two want breakfast?” she asked.
“Don’t you want to eat?” Jacob asked her, his tone concerned.
She thought about it and then nodded. “I guess I should eat something.”
The three of them ventured down the stairs with Freya leading the way. Though she hadn’t been here often, she still knew the lay of the castle and led them to the kitchen. The cook, Andrew, was still hustling about the room and turned when he heard them.
“Good morning, guests! What would you like for breakfast?” he asked. He was an older man, short and round. He was always super friendly to Freya and never went without a smile on his face. She knew he was sincere because he literally hadn’t changed one bit since she was little. He had been their mother’s chef before he followed Silvia to the Summer Court. She adored him.
“Anything you’re making, Andrew,” she squealed and rushed toward him for a hug. He embraced her tightly and rubbed his hands across her back.
“Look at you. You look exactly like your mother,” he grinned.
Freya’s heart tightened at the mention of her mother, but she nodded her thanks. She introduced Henry and Jacob before taking a seat at the table. Not long after, Andrew brought heaping plates of food and placed them in front of the three of them.
“Andrew!” Freya gasped. “Why did you make so much?”
He waved his hand like it was nothing. “Today is the full moon. We have tons of people coming in and out so there is extra. Eat up!”
The dove in and Freya moaned at the delicious creaminess of the eggs. The toast was perfect with the right amount of darkness and the bacon lightly crisped. Andrew had remembered her favorites and it made her smile.
Once they’d finished, they ventured outside to the party. Silvia’s land was transformed with hundreds of people rushing about. Some carried chairs, some carried lights, a few carried tables. Jacob studied the scene as he took it all in. Freya studied him as he watched in astonishment as they used their powers to setup the land for the party.
Silvia was in the middle of all of it, barking orders right and left. Freya grinned and wondered how she was the big sister sometimes. Silvia was the bossy one and she carried more traits for a first born than she did.
“Sis!”
“Freya! Happy you are making an appearance. I wondered if you’d show up,” she teased. Her eyes darted back and forth between the three of them with a delicious smile on her lips. “How was your night?”
Freya smacked her arm and ignored the question. “Do you need us to do anything?”
“Oh, heavens, no! Jacob here is from the mortal realm. He’s probably never experienced anything like this. Let him soak it all in. You all can explore outside the castle today and when you get back, everything will be perfect.”
“But I wanted to spend time with you,” Freya said, her voice a little defeated.
“We will tonight! I’m so busy right now.”
Freya nodded in understanding. “Okay. We’ll go to town.”
She motioned for Jacob and Henry to follow her and led them to the edge of the castle land. She wasn’t sure what they would get into, but she had a few ideas. When she was younger and would visit, Silvia would take her out and they’d get ice cream at the local shoppe and go shopping. Since her land was more open now and they were dressing differently, she wanted to see what kind of clothing she could find. And maybe find the men something cooler to wear.
“Come on, boys,” she said.
They followed her, just like they would follow her anywhere.
14
The town was bustling with excitement. Freya, Henry, and Jacob walked through the town slowly to take everything in. Stores were bursting with light and activity as shop owners readied their stores for the festival. In the middle of town, vendors of all kinds were set up with food, drink, and souvenirs. The full moon was the one time each month people from other courts could travel freely and Summer Court always had a great turn out.
Freya could tell which people were from Winter Court and smiled at each as they bowed to her. The curse didn’t let them stay in other courts for long and soon they would be feeling drained of their power. They partied it up while they had the chance.
“This is incredible! Like a huge party!” Jacob gasped. “I want to try everything.”
“Go ahead. You are with me and we get full run of the place according to Silvia.” Freya grinned. Jacob’s excitement was contagious, and she couldn’t help herself from feeling it.
They stopped at an artistic shop first. Paintings of fae lined the shelf walls with air magic holding them in place. Jacob studied each one like it was his first time seeing a painting and his face lit in amazement. Freya watched Jacob and realized everything for him was exciting and new again. He was brand spanking new to this land and each experience was defining for him. She loved he brought this innocence and excitement to everything. It was something she hadn’t felt in a long time.
Henry took her hand in his and squeezed like he knew she was overthinking everything again. She smiled up at him and pulled him after Jacob. They followed him around as he explored the magical knickknac
ks and toys around the shop. Little dancing couples in cages of water lined one shelf while the other held candles that magically lit themselves when you touched them. He picked up everything to try it and was downright giddy about it all.
“I want something. Something to remember this day by,” he said.
Freya liked the idea and motioned for the shop owner.
“Princess Freya,” they said with a bow. “Can I be assistance?”
“Can you tab these to Princess Silvia, please? We’re each going to take one.” She indicated at the dancing couple.
“I can, but you may like this better,” and pointed to a jar with three people dancing. Freya gasped and nodded enthusiastically. Once they’d each taken one, the forms inside the jars took shape and resembled each of them.
“That’s so cool,” Jacob hissed. “I want to learn how to do all this shit!”
Freya patted his arm and said, “In time. Now let’s put these away.” She placed both hands on her jar and magic flared between her hands before it was gone. Henry did the same and she reached for Jacob’s to send his home.
“I want to,” he demanded. “Teach me.”
“Okay,” she laughed. “Place both hands on the jar and think of where you want it to be. Imagine it in place, what’s around it, the room, everything. Every detail you can muster. And then will it.”
He furrowed his brow and tried without success. Three more tries had him frustrated, but on the fourth he succeeded. He whooped with joy and Freya couldn’t help but laugh at his joy. The sun hit his eyes, leaving her dazed at the blueness of them. His dark curls lay perfectly on his head and his boy-like innocence made him even more attractive.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said quickly. “Let’s get you some food.”
They ventured to every food vendor, taking a little bit of each one to try. Loaded with food in their arms, they found a spot underneath a tree and sat in the shade.
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