by Madison Faye
I groaned when I felt those soft, pouty lips wrap around my dick, her little tongue swirling over my head as she sucked me inside. She bobbed her head, moaning as Vic drove his hip up, filling her with his thickness, before she moved back to Micah.
My eyes traveled down her soft back, and when they focused on her peach of an ass, I growled.
She was going to have all of us that night, that was for sure.
She gasped when she felt my fingers sliding down to her ass, rubbing her tight little puckered ring. And when I eased my finger inside, she cried out, sucking harder on Micah and grinding down on Vic.
I moved behind her, stroking my engorged cock tightly in my fist as I teased her ass with my other hand.
“I— I mean, I’ve never—” Julia moaned, biting her lip as she turned her head to eye my big dick.
Micah caught her worried look and grinned at her.
“Just relax, beautiful,” he murmured. “We’re not going to hurt you, and I promise, you’re going to love this.”
I crouched low, groaning lowly as I rubbed my cock against her tight little ass. I pushed forward, and Julia gasped as she felt my throbbing knob push against her tight, unyielding hole. I grunted, adding a bit more pressure, and teasing the little star with my finger tips. Slowly, ever so slowly, I could feel her relaxing and opening for me, until finally, the head slipped past her ring and eased inside.
She moaned, and while I’d heard her moan before, nothing in this world sounded quite as perfect, or as beautiful as the moan this woman made as we claimed her pussy and her ass at the same time.
It took everything I had not to come right there.
Micah eased his cock back between her lips, and she lost herself in it all. I watched, my head still just rising inside her ass as she went wild — moaning and sucking on Micah and she rocked her hips against Vic.
Slowly, holding her waist tight, I started to drive in, she screamed in pleasure as I fed her inch after inch of my cock, filling her ass with my girth until my balls were resting against her.
We took one beat, like the pause in the eye of a storm, before the whole thing came crashing down on all of us.
Vic and I started to fuck her deep in unison, both of us filling her to the brim before pulling back, only to drive in deep again. Her hot, gorgeous ass gripped me tight, like she was trying to suck me back inside on every stroke. She moaned, dropping her mouth to suck on Micah’s balls as he dipped his hands to tease her nipples. She bucked her hips, shivering between us as she started to go to pieces.
Vic groaned deeply, and I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He pumped his hips harder, driving his cock balls-deep on every stroke. He started fucking her faster and faster, his hand moving between them so he could tease her clit. She screamed, begging for more as she rode his cock, me and Micah just along for the ride, before suddenly, the two of them clenched tight and exploded.
I could feel Vic coming deep inside of her, and the way her ass spasmed and milked me told me she was crashing right over that edge along with him.
She barely had time to catch her breath before I slid my arms under her knees and lifted her gasping from Vic. He moved onto his knees, burying his face in her sweet pussy and tonguing her clit, her body still shaking from her orgasm. He pulled away with a growl, and it was then that I started to slide her up and down my cock, her ass squeezing me so fucking tight as I fucked her.
Micah moved forward, and I slowed, letting him ease his cock against her sticky, wet pussy and slide deep inside. We held her like that, both of us on our knees with her sandwiched between us and our cocks pumping in and out of her body.
I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, but I grit my teeth, determined to make her come again. I could tell Micah was in the same boat by the way he clenched his jaw, his mouth dropping to her tits and his tongue teasing her nipples. Her tight little ass milked me for all I was worth, her body writhing for us we groaned in unison.
Next to us, Vic was stroking his still-hard cock, his eyes locked on where the two of us were stretching her open. I groaned, moving back, pulling her away from Micah, and laying us both on the bed, my cock still balls-deep in her ass. Micah moved back to her pussy, plunging in and making her scream as he started to fuck her like a man possessed.
Vic moved next to us, wrapping her hair in his fist and pulling her mouth onto his cock. Julia moaned, her whole body trembling as she slurped him deep. The three of us drove in and out of her, moving faster, and fucking her harder, and claiming her body as deep as we could. I was blinded by it, the sheer lust driving me like a drug as I fucked her ass for all I was worth, until finally I heard the words I wanted to hear.
“I’m— I’m going to come!” she screamed, her body shaking and twitching on top of me.
“Oh my God I’m going to come so fucking—”
We all three drove in deep, and she screamed.
The orgasm exploded through her whole body, and it was the last I could take. I groaned, biting her shoulder hard as I felt the built up cum blast from my balls deep into her ass. I roared my release, pumping rope after rope of cum deep into her.
Micah followed us over, his hands gripping her waist tight as he drove his cock deep inside her milking pussy and unloaded. Vic roared, stroking his cock into her lips as he filled her mouth with his own seed — all four of us gasping as we tumbled to the bed.
Slowly, I pulled out of her, my arms wrapping around her and pulling her tight. Micah and Vic moved into her as well, all three of us stroking her spasming, gasping body as the aftershocks of her orgasm rumbled through her.
“That,” I groaned, licking the salty-sweet sweat from her neck. “That is us showing you everything, beautiful.”
14
Julia
To say that night at the Triple Crown Club changed everything would be an understatement. Actually, it’d be like saying chocolate is “good” or that the mind-blowing sex I’d had with my three princes had been “all right.”
But that night changed everything I knew — about myself, about love, about what it means to feel that way about someone, or multiple someones. From the outside looking in, I’m sure it looked tawdry, or dirty, or even pornographic. I mean, the image of three men with one woman usually brings up these images of some kind of gross, filthy porno, not romance.
But there in that room in the Club, romance is what I found.
Threefold.
I spent the night at Luke’s palace that night, along with Victor and Micah of course. And of course, once we go there, we did what we’d done in that room again.
…And again, and again, and again.
We switched things up. At first, it was just me and Victor — me riding him slowly and making it just about the two of us while Luke and Micah watched, slowly stroking themselves, but keeping their distance. I came with him, biting his shoulder and feeling his hard body tense under me as he pumped me full of his seed.
Micah took me next, laying me out across the bed and sliding in where his friend had just been — heedless of the cum already leaking out of me, which was so damn hot that I came within minutes of him entering me. He fucked me slowly, building it up and up until I climaxed all over again just as he emptied his balls deep inside of me, mixing it with Victor’s.
Luke took me on my hands and knees, slowly easing his cock into my asshole and fucking me slow and deep. He rolled his fingers on my clit until I came one last time just as he exploded inside of me, pumping my ass full of his cum.
After that, we slept for almost fourteen hours.
And after that?
Well, after that, we did it all over again.
I glanced in the mirror one last time, tucking a strand of hair behind my ears and making sure my lipstick wasn’t smudged.
Hey, a girl’s gotta look good for date night, right? Even if “date night” involved dinner with the three most powerful men in three kingdoms, at arguably the most exclusive restaurant in the all three of those kingdo
ms.
I frowned at the empty apartment and pulled my phone out, shooting a quick text to Emma.
Still at work?
Yeah. Sorry. Busy.
Emma had been gone from the apartment since the night of my Club date. She claimed it was because she was buried at work at the newspaper, but I worried a little that falling into whatever this was with my three princes was straining our friendship.
Can we do movie night soon? Lots to catch up on!
There it was. I mean, I wasn’t sure how much of it I was going to share, but I couldn’t keep all of this inside forever. And Emma was my best friend.
That would be fantastic ;)
I sighed.
Good. Happy face emojis were a good sign.
I fired off a quick text to Anya, who I’d also been dying to catch up with since that night.
Hey, let’s talk soon.
We’d texted briefly the day after that night we’d bumped into each other at the club, but only because I’d sent her something close to two hundred texts demanding to know if she was okay.
She was, of course. But still vague about whatever had been going on with her that night.
I glanced at my phone. No response from my cousin. I decided to call her repeatedly later until she answered. But for now, it was time for my date.
It was a gorgeous evening, so I decided to wait outside in the park across from our building for the town car Luke was sending. I grinned to myself as I found a bench, closing my eyes and letting my hair blow in the gentle wind as I thought about what was going on in my life.
This was, without a doubt, crazy. But it was the good kind of crazy. The insane, toe-curling, can’t-wait-to-see-what-happens-next kind of crazy.
And I really couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
“You know, I always knew you were a whore.”
I gasped, yanked from my daydreaming by the sound of Dan’s voice. I recoiled, jerking away from where he’d just sat down on the bench next to me, and I started to get up, when his hand grabbed my wrist.
“Sit,” he growled.
“Fuck you, Dan,” I spit. “Let go of me.”
“Or what?” He grinned wickedly.
“My boyfriend will be here soon.”
I swallowed thickly, an icy chill creeping down my back.
“Oh, your boyfriend, huh?” There was an unsettling look in Dan’s eyes.
“You do mean boy-friends, right?”
I froze.
Dan just grinned wider, seeing the look on my face.
“The same boyfriends who the rest of us have to call
Your Highnesses, right?”
Oh God…
Dan reached into his pocket, and I watched in haze, like in a horrible dream, as he slowly pulled a phone out. He thumbed it open and clicked on videos, and my whole body froze.
“You know, you boyfriends might want to invest in some better security for their little get-togethers. I mean shit, they’ve got the money.”
Dan started to push play, but I stopped him, shoving the phone away and sucking in breaths of air.
“Such a whore,” He spat. “I mean three guys, Julia?”
I wanted to melt into the ground and disappear. And it wasn’t because he was making me feel bad for what I’d done — I didn’t, and I knew that even if he was making it seem so tawdry, what I had with Victor, Luke, and Micah was so much more real than that.
But it was that he was making me feel so exposed. That video exposed me, and worse, all of them. If it got out — Jesus, I mean I’d be in trouble, and probably dragged all over the tabloids and social media. But to them?
To my three men, it’d be the end of everything. A scandal like this would destroy them.
“You know, this is great stuff, Jules,” Dan said, his little laugh sending knife stabs through me. “Fuck, I could sell this for a goddamn fortune, you know.”
I shriveled, feeling cold and broken.
“What do you want?” I said quietly.
Dan grinned. “I want you to come with me.”
I jerked my head up. “Excuse me? Not a chance.”
“No?” He shrugged. “Well, then maybe this little home video gets sold to a porno company.” He turned his wicked gaze on me.
“You don’t want this getting out, Jules,” he said flatly. “For you, and definitely not for them.”
I shook my head, looking away so he wouldn’t see the tears threatening to spill.
“I’m parked over there,” he growled, standing. “Let’s go.”
My date, my beautiful night with my three princes — I knew I had to walk away from it. I hated Dan with everything I had, but I knew if I didn’t leave right then with him, he was crazy and asshole enough to do as he’d threatened.
And I couldn’t let that video out. Me, it would hurt, but that I could get over. For them though, the scandal would be fatal. I knew enough about the political climate of the three kingdoms to know that each country’s senate houses were itching for reasons to get rid of the monarchy entirely.
That video would be the end for all three of my men.
And I couldn’t let that happen. No matter what it meant for me.
“Let’s go, now,” Dan hissed.
I looked over at my building, watching with dismay as the black town car came to a stop out front.
I turned my back on it, and them, and the night I had planned, and the future I’d dared to hope for.
“Fine,” I spat at Dan. “Let’s go.”
15
Victor
“Something’s wrong.”
Micah slammed his phone down on the desk, his eyes blazing as his jaw tightened.
Yeah, no shit.
When Julia never answered Luke’s driver’s calls — for over thirty minutes — he’d called us. When she never answered any of ours too, we started to freak out. Micah had just gotten off the phone with the restaurant, in case for some fucked up reason, she’d gone there by herself and turned her phone off or something. But she wasn’t.
Something was definitely up.
“I’m not being paranoid, right?” Micah growled, pacing the room and running his fingers through his hair.
“No,” Luke muttered from the window of his office, his voice tight. “No, something’s fucking wrong. She wouldn’t just disappear like this.”
“She might have gotten cold feet.”
They both glared at me, but I didn’t back down. Hell, someone had to say it.
“You know it’s not outside the realm of possibility,” I said, my voice heavy. “This is a lot for her to take in, and the other night was a lot of new stuff for her. She might’ve…” I trailed off, shaking my head.
I wasn’t even convincing myself, let alone them. And besides, I knew what I was saying was horse shit.
I hadn’t known Julia long, but I’d known even that first random night I met her that she wasn’t weak. She wasn’t one to freak out, or lose her head, or panic.
She was strong — stronger than she even knew. And whatever this was, it wasn’t her “getting cold feet.”
Something was fucking wrong.
“If the other night had freaked her out, we would have picked up on it,” Micah said, echoing my own thoughts.
I nodded.
“Agreed,” Luke growled from the window, still staring out over the capital. He turned, and I saw the worry, and the fear, and the unknown in his face that was the same that was in mine, and Micah’s.
“She’s it,” Like said quietly. “She’s it for me. And I know she’s it for you two also.”
Micah and I nodded in unison.
And it was true. We’d barely known her a week, and I knew how fucking insane it was for us to have these feelings for her like this. But you know what?
I’m pretty sure I’d known I was in love with Julia Carlson the second I saw her across the dance floor at that cheesy masquerade club. The last couple of days had cemented it.
I loved her.
We loved her.
And I knew we’d be damned if we were going to sit by and watch her slip away from us.
Luke met my eye and saw the fire inside, and he nodded.
“Fuck this,” he growled, storming to his computer and clicking it on.
“What are you doing?” Micah and I perked up, standing from the chairs we’d been in and moving next to Luke.
“You know I’m a little…” Luke cleared his throat. “Strict with my employees.”
“You think?” Micah muttered, and in any other circumstances, I might have laughed.
“I assign office phones to everyone in a senior position — guard captains, head chefs, senior valets, and—” He looked up, a grim look on his face.
“And personal assistants.”
His eyes dropped back to his computer as he hammered out some commands, opening up a program with a map on it.
“And every single one of these phones has a—”
“Tracking device,” I whispered, finishing his sentence.
Luke nodded grimly before he punched the enter key, watching as the map zoomed to the left and began to center on a building.”
“Brother,” he growled. “Let’s go get our girl back.”
16
Julia
The loft apartment was grimy, and sparse. In another part of town, this spot would have sold for millions as a luxury loft condo space, but here in the shipping district by the river, it was at the bottom of the barrel.
I shivered, forcing myself not to look away or cower at the wicked look in Dan’s face. Two other men who I’d never met before but who looked as sneering and grizzled as Dan were also with us, glowering at me from behind him.
“So,” Dan stepped forward, and it took everything I had not to either hit him or back away.
I’m proud to say I stood my ground.
“Here’s what’s going to happen.” His eyes narrowed at me. “Your new boyfriends are going to pay for the privilege of having my leftovers.”