Prince Charming [Mischievous Fairy Tales 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Honor James

  “This is very true.” She watched him and grinned. “And what would you like for me to do while you are removing your boots?” she asked and ran her fingers around her nipples. “Would you like to see me teasing these?” she asked and flicked her thumb over the turgid peaks.

  “Definitely,” he wheezed out. Licking his lips slowly he cleared his throat. “I think you should touch your pussy, too. Stroke yourself and ensure you are ready for me to take you. I don’t think I have much patience and don’t want to hurt you, Cinderella,” he said dragging one boot off and dropping it to the side.

  Letting her hands slide down her body, she spread her legs wider and dipped her fingers between her curls. “Oh I’m ready.” She whimpered and stroked herself faster and faster. “I need you to be ready. Are you ready for me, husband?”

  “Almost,” he grunted pulling on his second boot. “I swear these are smaller than my normal boots.” He growled and it popped free. Jumping to his feet he stripped down fast before moving to scoop her into his arms. Tossing her onto the bed by the window he licked his lips. “This is likely the very best day of my life.”

  “I know that it’s the very best day of my life,” she told him with a smile. “I’m married to one of the men that I love. We have a future before us that looks incredible, and I now have you completely to myself for the next however long we have left. I say we celebrate by making love.”

  “Amen to that, Princess.” He laughed before jumping onto the bed with her. Catching her up in his arms he rolled them over a couple of times and thrust his cock into her pussy fast. “Later we’ll go slow and I’ll taste you but for now, I just need you.” He groaned thrusting harder, faster.

  “I couldn’t agree more.” She moaned and wrapped her legs around him tightly. Holding onto him she lifted her hips to take him deeper and sobbed. “So good. Harder. Faster. Just need to come,” she begged him.

  Catching one of her nipples he drew with long strong tugs, his tongue flicking the tight bud. His hand on her hip moved her slightly so he could slide his cock deeper. Pushing her deep into the bedding again and again, he groaned against her breast.

  “Yes,” she sobbed and held his head to hers. “More,” she growled. “You are at the right place, god you are perfect.” He was hitting that spot deep inside of her body that was making her eyes cross, making her whole body shiver and knew that she was going to lose it very soon.

  Scraping his teeth against her nipple, he let it loose to stare down into her eyes. “Scream my name,” he said hoarsely. Gripping the bedding by her head, he slammed into her harder, full strokes from tip to balls.

  Cinderella did just that. She screamed his name and her nails raked his back as she exploded. Her orgasm shook her to the very core of her body. She shuddered and gasped for air, lights dancing before her eyes.

  Slamming his cock deep he arched back as he came, his seed spilling hot into her spasming pussy. Her name was a loud, slightly choked, yell in the small room. Then he collapsed over her, his body shuddering as hers continued to milk his.

  All she could do was gasp. She could barely breathe because of just how good it felt to have him spilling deep in her body. She shuddered. Licking her lips with her eyes closed, she simply held onto him and yawned. “Love you, too.”

  “Mine,” he rumbled next to her ear. His teeth nipped at the soft lobe before he moved his lips down her throat in a lazy manner. “We still have time before we need to be back below stairs you know.”

  “I love where your mind is going, as long as it’s going to the same place mine is. I want to feel you, touch you, and know you. If you think that you are up for it I’m so very up for more of having you inside of me.”

  “I have the most amazing woman as my wife, alone for a little longer. I’m very definitely up for anything with you. Just tell me what you want to do and we’ll do it,” he murmured against her cheek. “Do you want to be on top, have me in your ass, pressed to a wall, draped over the sofa, name it, Cinderella, and we’ll do it.”

  “I really want you in my ass. I love the way that feels. I never thought that I would but I do, so very much. Maybe I can be on top with you in my ass?” she asked with a smile. “I think that would be a great deal of fun, don’t you?”

  “Absolutely.” He smiled down at her. Moving so his cock slid free, he sat back on his heels. Holding out his hands he pulled her to sit up. “I’ll lie down and you can position yourself and take me in at your own speed.”

  She looked down at his already hardening cock and licked her lips. “I can’t believe how hard you are getting already. It amazes me that you are able to get and stay so hard for so long. I love that so much about you. It’s only one of the many things I love so much about you.” Her fingers closed around his shaft and began to stroke him up and down.

  “Cinderella.” Her name was a low moan filled with need. “You keep that up we’ll be up here a lot longer than our allotted hour. Not that I’m complaining, but I do prefer to have my cock inside your body when I come. I love how you squeeze that little extra when I spill into you.”

  She straddled him and watched him. “I want you inside of me when you come as well. I love the way that it feels,” she said with a shiver. “Help me, honey,” she begged. “Help me to take you inside of my ass because I really want to feel it, I need to feel you.”

  Adjusting his position he gripped her hips and lifted his knees. “Put your hands on my knees and hold yourself up. I’ll hold my cock for you and then you lower yourself when you’re ready,” he said letting her hips go.

  She moved to brace her hands to his knees and began to lower her body down on him. She shuddered. “Oh God, yes.” She shivered. The feeling of him touching her sent her riding even higher and faster. “So good.” She bit her lower lip and eased down on him even more.

  “That’s it, my love,” he encouraged. Putting his hands on her hips, he squeezed lightly. “At your own pace, relax and take my cock in deep. God yes.” Randulf let out a slow hiss. “Your ass is so fucking tight and perfect for my aching cock.”

  Cindy leaned back against his legs and shivered. “Touch me, Randulf, please,” she begged. “I want to feel your fingers inside of me. I need to feel your fingers dancing over my clit. Please, darling.” She loved the feeling of him with his hands on her body, in her body. Everything. “God I love the feeling of your cock in my ass.” He was so big, so hard.

  Dropping a hand to her pussy, he rubbed at the slick flesh. “Move at your own pace, love,” he said rubbing a finger between her folds. Rubbing at her clitoris he looked up into her eyes. “You are truly beautiful, my wife.”

  “And you, my husband, are a truly magnificent man.” She shivered and took more of his cock into her ass. “So good. Help me find the right pace?” she asked quietly and began to move slowly on him, taking him up and down on her body.

  Sliding two fingers into her pussy he pressed his thumb to her clit and rubbed. “You are doing just fine.” He moaned softly. “Go with whatever your body wants, Princess. Close your eyes and listen to your body’s needs, wants, and desires. Give into that side of you and follow the music of your soul.”

  She nodded and did just that. She began to ride him faster, harder. “Yes.” She whimpered. “Oh God, honey, yes.” She rode him and clenched both his cock and fingers inside of her ass and pussy. “More. God, I’m so close,” she said with a shudder, shivering as she spoke.

  “Play with your nipples, Cinderella, pinch and tug them.” Spearing a third finger into her pussy, he rubbed furiously at her clit with his thumb. “We’re right there, love, so very close,” he told her as he lifted his hips to meet her every movement.

  She moved harder, faster on him. She rocked on him faster and faster. “Yes.” She whimpered and moved her hands to her breasts and began to pinch and tug at them. Biting her lower lip she moved faster and faster. “Randulf, I’m so close,” she said softly. “Please, so close.”

  “Can’t hold on,” he cried out befo
re his grip on her waist tightened and he yanked her down onto his cock. Yelling her name as he came, he spread his fingers in her pussy, the friction even more intense.

  The feeling of his seed spurting into her ass, his fingers spreading had her shuddering and she cried out as she came as well. After shivering out her orgasm, she finally fell against him and shuddered. “So good,” she whispered against his chest.

  Throwing his free arm around her, Randulf held her tight. “God I love you so much, little wife,” he murmured. “But I think that may have done it. I will not be able to walk straight enough to go back down to the hall. All will know that you’ve ridden me hard and left me panting at your heels.”

  She snorted. “Randulf, you are the one who is deep in my ass. It’s me that won’t be able to walk straight, darling.” And she would grin the whole time. “I love being able to have you inside of me so I won’t complain about it at all.”

  “Well in my most humble opinion, I think we should just lay here for a little while. I think our hour is up but I don’t believe I can move just yet. You’ve sucked me dry”—he smiled at her—“of my energy. And we still have to dress enough to get to our room to change into something more relaxed for the banquet.”

  “This is true. All right, we will rest.” She yawned and nuzzled in closer to him. “I love you, husband. I am so happy we found this small room so that we could be together as soon as we were together.”

  Chuckling he wiggled his hand free from her pussy and from between them. “Let’s sleep for a time, at least until someone comes looking for us,” he murmured. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he smiled. “Then we will have to face all those that know just what we ran off to do.”

  “As if they hadn’t done the same.” Cindy shrugged and yawned. “I think that sleep sounds very good, however. It’s very needed and then we will go and see our guests. We will go and begin our wedding feast so that we can do this all over again.”

  “Many times and hopefully with Cedric there to join in the celebration,” Randulf said. Stroking a hand up and down her back he cleared his throat. “Your father knows about Cedric you know,” he said suddenly.

  “How?” Cindy rose up to look at him. “How could he have known that?” she asked with wide eyes. “Oh no, is that why he called the fights after?” She shook her head and licked her lips. “Oh my. How upset is he?”

  “He’s a little testy about it. Figured that just because he and your mother had a third that you wouldn’t ever. He followed you or snuck a look in on you or something, I honestly can’t recall what he said. I was a little more than pissed off by the insinuation in his tone than anything he was actually saying.”

  “I can imagine.” She took a deep breath and nodded. “Did you warn Cedric? Warn him that father knows that he’s a part of our lives? Because if not then you should get up now and move to him so that he knows.”

  “Nope,” he said with a slow smile. “Why do you think Cedric is part of the ceremonial showing?” he asked with a chuckle. “Your father wishes to teach him a small lesson to keep this quiet so not to ruin your reputation or put into question any babes. Lucky for my friend he only has one opponent to face.”

  “Lorn. Oh God you didn’t. Cedric has to face Lorn? Does Lorn know that he is our third? Oh God. Poor Cedric. You should warn him. You truly should. At least you had warning, Randfulf, you need to afford him the same.”

  “I gave him warning.” He shrugged. “Whether he heeds it or not will be another story. I don’t think he truly believed me, though. I hope he did but we shall have to see.” Sighing he stroked her hair. “Sleep, Cinderella. I’m going to go and get you something else to wear and ensure a maid puts the dress into storage.”

  “Thank you.” Cindy smiled up at him and shook her head. “Already sliding into the role of husband, protector, and provider so easily. You are truly remarkable.” She reached out and touched her fingers to his lips. “I will rest here and wait for you to return to me. If I do fall asleep, wake me? Don’t let me sleep our wedding feast away?”

  “I won’t, my love.” He smiled down at her. Kissing her fingers he leaned down and kissed her lips. “I love you, Cinderella, now sleep and dream of how our lives will be once you’ve given me a dozen sons and daughters.” Leaning away he got to his feet and moved to grab his pants.

  She snorted and laughed the tone musical as he touched the door. “Not a dozen. I don’t think that I would survive a dozen births. At least two, though. No child should be born without a sibling to play with, love, fight with, and hate,” she said with a smile.

  “Very true.” He nodded with a wink. “At least a sibling.” He pulled the door open and stuck his head into the hall. Looking at her once more he began to edge out. “Or eleven.” He grinned and quickly stepped out, the door shutting abruptly.

  If she had the strength she would have gotten up and charged after him, as it was all she could do was shake her head, smile a silly smile, and curl back into the bed. “A sibling,” she grumbled. “Not eleven.” She would make damn sure he understood that. Somehow.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Nearly a week after the wedding they were finally riding toward the castle where Randulf had been born and raised. They would have made the journey earlier but poor Cedric had needed a couple of days to recover. He’d been less than able immediately after his showing. It had been impressive, though. He’d done amazingly well against Lorn and ensured the other knight had carried a few bruises of his own.

  “There it is, Princess,” Randulf murmured in her ear. “Home sweet home. Father sent word ahead that we were returning so there shall be a large banquet and such this evening. But thankfully we will have time to sleep and bathe away all this travel.”

  “Mmm, that’s a very good thing.” Cinderella looked out over the vistas and her breath caught at the beauty of the castle and villages surrounding it. “Beautiful,” she whispered with a smile. “Our home.” Her hand tightened on his as she spoke, happiness abounding inside of her as well.

  “Our home.” He smiled at her. Pressing a kiss to her lips, he lifted her hand and pressed another to her fingers. “I hope you’ll be happy here, Cinderella. I know it’s not the palace you know so well you can move around blindfolded. But I do hope you’ll be happy here with me and our still sulking friend.”

  “I’m certain that I will.” She smiled as she looked back at Cedric. “He is just still upset because Father and Lorn continued to thwart his attempts to come to our bed. It’s been a very long week without even a touch from him.” Cinderella missed it likely as much as Cedric had. “When we all come together again I’m afraid that our friend won’t be very gentle will he?”

  “Likely not,” he said shaking his head slightly. “But he would never hurt you, Princess. You and I both know that. He will likely be a little explosive for a time that is very true. I think I might do well to perhaps give you two a little time alone.”

  “Not the whole night, though.” She wanted both of her men again. She needed to feel them holding her close in sleep and knew that her world would right itself once more when they did. “But yes, I agree. Perhaps some alone time and I know he would never hurt me. He would tear his own limbs from his body before he harmed me, just as you would.”

  “No, not the whole night.” He made a face. “I’d have to be tied down to stay away from you that long I think. But a few hours at least. I will go and see what might need to be done since my departure. Then I will come back and join you both and we can spend our night however we wish.”

  “I think that sounds wonderful. Are you going to tell Cedric or let him discover it on his own?” Cindy paused and then with a frown asked, “Is there anyone at the castle that has claim to you two? Anyone who has been your lover in the past that you need to ensure understand that from here out you are only mine?”

  “None for me.” He shook his head. “Cedric, maybe.” He shrugged. “I never felt right about taking a lover under the roof where I live. It could hav
e led to ugly scenes when the inevitable breakup came. I did not want that sort of drama finding its way to my father.”

  “Ah, I can understand that. I’m glad that you didn’t. If Cedric did.” She shrugged. “Then he will simply have to let them down gently.” She hesitated and then her unease and uncertainty in herself pushed itself up and she asked, “Do you think that he still wants to be with me? With us? After what he’s been put through? He’s barely spoken half a dozen words to me, even in passing.” She felt as if Cedric had left her behind with his blood on the tournament grounds.

  “He’s just miffed. He’ll be fine, I promise. He gets like that whenever I manage to talk him on to the fields for a romp. He’s very well studying at the sword, took nearly all the same training I did but he’s never really wanted to do it. I love getting out and testing my skills against a well-matched opponent. But I have a competitive streak that I remember to rein in when he and I are out practicing. Most days anyway.” He rolled his eyes. “I’ll have a maid pass him a message and you can smile at him and all will be well again.”

  “I hope that you are right.” Cinderella sighed and leaned in closer to Randulf, closing her eyes again she whispered, “Because I really don’t think that I could survive having my heart broken by one of the men that I love.” And it would. It would break her heart, even though she loved Randulf, she also loved Cedric.

  Wrapping his arm around her he hugged her closer as they approached the bridge to the palace. “He loves you, sweetheart. He’s just in a mood, like a little boy that was told no. He’ll get over it and he’ll be back in his normal mood soon enough. I know you are worried but don’t be, I’ve seen him in snits before. They blow over in their own time. Or you can just waylay him and demand sex. It would pull him right out of his mood so fast he’ll likely still be feeling the effects days from now.”

  “I hope that you are right,” Cindy whispered and looked back toward Cedric once more. Seeing him turn his gaze from her she felt defeated. “He won’t even look at me, won’t even smile. It’s breaking my heart,” She confessed very quietly. She was far too aware of how large their party was and how large the ears in the party seemed to be.