by Amy Brent
“No. In fact, I think the three of us could try so much more now. I am not going to turn you down for anything anymore,” she murmured as he cupped her face, kissing her.
“Anything?” He pressed as she giggled. I walked over to join them on and surprisingly large bed.
“Maybe. You boys will need some creativity to have me at the same time.” My cock swelled at the idea of us double penetrating her and I slipped a hand over my boxers. Callin kissed her again and Freya responded easily, pulling him closer. I watched as he pulled the sheet down, revealing her bare body as his hands began to explore her.
Fuck. She was ready to go again, and I watched as their kiss deepened. His hand was cupping her breast as he pinched her nipple, making her moan. Rather than feeling jealousy, I hardened further and made my way forward. Callin made his way down her body, sucking her nipples into his mouth and biting as she moaned. I reached my hands into my underwear to stroke myself, waiting for my chance. When my brother was between her legs, cleaning her release with his tongue I felt Freya look at me. I approached them, stripping down before I knelt before her face. Freya looked at my cock and I pushed forward, slipping my tip into her mouth. She’d become quite good at giving head. Freya moved her face forward and sucked me into her throat as I closed my eyes. She was sloppy with the way that Callin was working her up, but I enjoyed the carelessness of it.
Freya was moaning and whimpering as he ate her pussy. I started to fuck her mouth as she wrapped tightly around me, knowing that I was going to come soon. I wanted it to be together, and I moved deeper, gripping the headboard to give myself some leverage. I felt her rock as I deep-throated her and the moan that vibrated around my skin made me jerk forward, filling her with my release. Callin gripped her thighs and went hard on her as she grunted around me, coming hard for him. I closed my eyes and memorized the feeling of the both of us feeling her at the same time. When I was finished, I eased out of Freya’s mouth and looked down at her. She looked a little shell shocked, but I knew that she could handle swallowing us. Freya wiped her mouth and looked first at me before she gave Callin a warm look as he rested on her thigh.
“Is it bad that I could go again?” Her voice was sated and slow and I looked at my brother. I’d just fucked her, and I knew that he was hard, so I nodded at him. Callin licked his lips and reached for a condom as she watched him. He positioned himself in front of her, stretching up to pull her feet to his chest before he took her with one hard thrust. I moved, hovering over Freya as I moved over her left nipple. I sucked it into my mouth and licked hard as she moaned. I reached for Freya’s hand and placed it over her clit. We’d watched her get herself off a few times now, and it was hot as fucking hell.
Once her fingers were moving around her sensitive clit, I resumed lavishing her nipples and making her go wild. Callin was fucking her with deep, long strokes and Freya moaned as she moved with him. I bit down, and she whimpered as I heard her fingers slipping through her slick heat. She came with a thrust and a low moan as I bit down gently.
Her response was gorgeous. I placed my hand on her stomach, feeling her tremble as she rocked against Callin. He was grunting her name as he joined her. I pulled back first, resting against the headboard. Callin pulled out of her, making his way to the bathroom to throw away the condom before he came back to the bed. Freya was still, her legs curled up as she breathed in and out. Her pale skin was red with the evidence of what had just been done to her and it turned me on all over again. Callin dropped to the other side of the bed and stroked her hair back as she smiled softly.
“I always thought that it would be awkward. Being with two men, even when we were getting more intense every time. It’s not. It’s beautiful.” Freya murmured as she smiled. “I’m a little worried about the idea of both of you inside of me at once.”
“That will come with a lot of preparation. We’d never hurt you,” I promised Freya as I met Callin’s eyes. “There’s so many ways to explore this, baby.”
We stayed until she was asleep, sneaking down to our man cave to sit together and discuss this. Any jealousy was gone. We both wanted to give Freya all the pleasure that we could, knowing how much there was in this for us. We talked until exhaustion took over, going to our rooms with the plan to skip the run tomorrow. We’d both had some great exercise tonight. I dropped into my bed, playing back the way Freya felt as I slid inside of her. I remembered her kiss and her hard nipples pressed against me as I drove myself into her addicting slick heat. She felt amazing. I knew that here was a chance that I might never want to sleep with another woman again, but I pushed that thought away. It couldn’t be that way and we’d have to walk away from this at some point. There was no other way.
I fell asleep after thinking for a few minutes, trying to regain the man that I used to be. I always felt that Callin was a little more the wild brother, leaving me to reach out to a woman when I really needed it. He was a regular and I might do it once a month. I flirted heavily and knew that I could land a woman easily with our family ties. It was that aspect that slowed me down. Dad was dying. I was going to step into his shoes at some point and with that came a lot of responsibility. I wouldn’t have time for women and going out. Callin always would and the image of him making a thing with Freya nagged at the back of my mind.
Mom would never go for that. I closed my eyes, finally falling asleep to that truth.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Freya
I woke up the following morning, sore and throbbing on parts of my body. I blinked that I dreamed everything the night before, but the pain told me that I hadn’t. It was worth every bit of discomfort today as I played back everything that happened. My mind raced with the possibilities in the future, aware that this odd relationship was not going anywhere for a while. I showered under warm water, washing myself off as the red parts of my skin stung with the contact.
I wasn’t a virgin anymore. Not only that but I was letting two gorgeous men do what they wanted with me. I was a lucky woman. I dried off carefully, dressing for work as I made sure that nothing showed. There was no way that we were going to get caught now, not when everything was getting good. I braided my hair and floated downstairs for coffee as Helen shot me a curious look. I poured a large mug and fixed it to my tastes as she walked over with one of her famous cinnamon rolls wrapped in a napkin.
“Why do you look so happy?” She asked me in a low voice as I shrugged gently.
“I slept great. I’m ready for a new day.” That was a lie. I’d slept fitfully but felt like I’d be riding this wave for days. “The queen wants me to make a gorgeous dress, Helen. I’m excited.”
“Better make something black soon. He’s getting worse, and she’s having trouble sleeping. I can see it in her face.” My eyes widened at her words as she frowned. “Things will be changing around here.”
I murmured something appropriate before I left, my mind racing. That would explain what she was doing in my work room the other morning. It was a way to distract herself. It also worried me, making me wonder if she’d seek out her sons for consolation. Most nights, they were in my room or we were all together in the man cave. The very idea of her walking in on us made me shudder. She was already tense, and I’d lose my job immediately.
I walked into the room, looking around carefully to make sure that I was alone. I sipped my coffee as I imagined taking away Mama’s hope for the future. I was risking everything with my physical addiction to the princes right now. I went to my desk and unwrapped the roll, starved after my crazy night. Biting into it, I vowed to make this all work. I got right to work on the floral dress for the party, finishing off the details that I’d obsessed about. I loved clothing, and it kept me centered during this time of my life. I made money working on my passion that was going to save my family. My designing was a therapy of sorts for me. I was pleased that my new employer seemed to appreciate my designs as well. If I wasn’t now sleeping with her sons, it could give me a great future.
But, I
was. I was so wrapped up in those two right now. I had been attracted to them from the start but never expected this. I suppose it was all part of being on my own among life’s temptations. Those two princes were some of the biggest I’d ever have in my life. I knew that all along but even sitting here, my body began to tingle. I blushed as I sewed the skirt to the torso, trying to focus.
I took lunch and went to get my sandwich, taking it outside. I sat down in the trees and looked around, knowing that it was only going to get hotter with time. I nibbled on my food as I thought about the future, unsure of where it was going to take me. I heard someone walking through the thick wall of trees and glanced up to see Violet. She was carrying two glasses of lemonade and plopped beside me on the grass.
“I was wondering if you wanted to go into town on Sunday. I need to do a little shopping and I thought we could grab lunch.” Her smile was genuine, and I grinned back.
“That sounds great. We both spend so much time here that getting away sounds amazing.” She nodded with a laugh, handing me the extra glass. “What time would you like to leave?”
“I was thinking mid-morning. That way we could have some time for everything.” Violet leaned back and looked around. “This is a nice space.”
“It’s my Zen. I need it after hours in that room, even as much as I love designing. I swear I go to bed most nights after I’m finished. This is my outside time.” I told her, laughing.
“You have that courtyard by you, don’t you?” Violet asked as I rolled my eyes.
“I do but I’d have to jump out of the window to get to it. The stairs are down the hall and steep! I just want to rest after work.” I giggled, knowing the real reason that I didn’t go out there. I was wrapped up in the men in my lives. The grounds here were actually beautiful, and I wanted to wander around. My cottage back home had been in a place like this. Maybe that’s why I avoided going outside.
“I’d still go out. It must be beautiful with the sun going down. You have a great view of the horizon.” She smiled dreamily Her room was on the first floor in the back of the castle where a few of the staff lived. I was thankful to have my room on the third floor when I thought about that. I liked my privacy and the fact that I could have alone time with Callin and Braden. “I go out every chance I get.”
“I should. It really is gorgeous.” I smiled wistfully. “It reminds me of where I lived with Mama.”
“How is she doing?” Violet asked, knowing how close we were.
“I’m sending her money so she’s hopeful we’ll have our own place again.” I looked around. “At any rate, she can start over with another store or something to make her feel productive.”
“Do you like it here Better than France?” Violet pressed, and I stared forward thoughtfully.
“I haven’t been here long enough to say that. It is gorgeous though.” I smiled. “I’d have to talk Mama into moving. She loves Paris.”
We chatted a little longer before we had to return to work. I walked up to the third floor and saw that the queen was walking inside of my work space.
“Hi. Can I help you?” I asked her as she turned to look at me.
“I wanted to look at material for my dress.” She smiled but her eyes were sad.
“Is everything okay?” I asked as I led her into the room. The news about the king played through my mind as I watched her wander over to the material shelves.
“I have one more doctor from out-of-town coming to see my husband. He’s supposed to me one of the best and know new procedures. He’s getting worse by the week and I don’t want to lose him.” Her voice was soft as she fingered some deep blue satin.
“Maybe he’ll have good news.” I offered weakly, not sure what to tell her. I was merely an employee and breaking all the rules here.
“It’s not that Braden wouldn’t be a wonderful king. He will. He’s responsible and compassionate and might change the whole feel of everything. I just… I’m not ready to lose him.” I was stunned at her emotional release and leaned against my desk.
“I’m so sorry.” I offered, knowing that it sounded lame.
“I’m just going to try to have hope. These dresses you make are a wonderful distraction for me, Freya. You’re so talented.” She offered me a small smile. “I’m a woman and I love clothes. It’s what gets us through. You owned a boutique from what I remember?”
“I did. My mama and I ran it. I love clothes as well.” I admitted as we both giggled.
“I think I like this for a dress. The blue is pretty, isn’t it?” She murmured as I stepped forward.
“I think it will be a beautiful dress.” I assured her as I watched her drop her head. “Want to roll it out and plan ahead?”
I finished the day playing back the afternoon with the queen. Katherine was a cool as ice woman when it came to business but underneath it all, she was just a woman mourning the loss of her husband. My mom went through the same thing and I realized that wealth and power didn’t change the process. She loved her family the same way that Mama loved me.
The difference is that I was having sex with her precious sons. We’d discussed their past with the other woman and how ugly it got. They didn’t want me to lose my job, and I wanted to keep the peace in their family. It was hard enough losing the main part of your family and starting over.
I walked into my room that night to see Braden lounging in the bed with a bag. The space was filled with the smell of hamburgers, one of my favorite foods from when I was a kid. I smiled and took a seat beside him as he leaned in to kiss my cheek.
“Hi. How’s it going?” I asked him as I reached out to stroke his cheek.
“It’s been a long day. There’s a doctor coming in to take a look at Dad. We’re hoping that he can help him.” Braden looked somber for a moment and I pressed a kiss to his lips.
“I was talking to your mom about it earlier in my work room. She’s sad.” I noted as he shot me a surprised look.
“She’s not like that with anyone other than Helen or some of her close friends. She doesn’t have a lot of people on her side.” Braden said as I nodded. “She’s bonding with you, Freya.”
“She’s doing retail shopping through my designs,” I corrected as he reached for the bag. “I don’t think she likes me as much as clothes. I’m just staff.”
“I’ve always thought that she longed for a daughter. Maybe she’s found that in you.” My eyes widened in horror.
“Even if that was true, she’d be horrified at what I’m doing with both of you.” I reminded him as something passed through his eyes. We ate the food in silence as uncertainty filled my stomach. I didn’t know what to do with this growing development and he dropped our trash into the bag before wadding it up. Braden looked into my face as I smiled weakly, leaning in for a kiss. I closed my eyes as his mouth met mine softly, getting lost in the moment. There was a tap at the door and I pulled away, ready to tell Callin to come in.
“Freya?” It was the queen, and I gasped as I pulled back from Braden. “I know that it’s late, but I found a picture that I wanted to show you.”
“Stay here. Hide. I’ll be back!” I whispered as I stood and fixed my appearance. I walked over and opened the door, slipping into the hallway. “Good evening. What can I help you with?” She looked behind me as I smiled. “I assumed it was something about clothes, so I thought we’d go into my work room. More space.”
“Okay. Sure.” I opened the door and watched as she walked inside, looking elegant and flawless. Her hair was pulled back into a loose bun and I flipped on the light. She was holding a magazine and walked over to the desk. I followed and sat down beside her as I glanced at the door. This could have been so much worse. She showed me a pale-yellow dress that she swore she loved for an upcoming dinner. It was gorgeous, and I eyed the picture carefully. “Could you make that?”
“Yes. It’s pretty.” I smiled and glanced at her. “Don’t you miss shopping?”
“I haven’t wanted to go into town. Everyone is
demanding information about the king and I can’t relax. Besides, you do great work. It is much more fun watching you design.” I sensed her sadness and let me stress go. We discussed the dress, and I watched as she left quietly. I was taking in her hunched shoulders and what seemed to be a growing friendship. I was also thinking about her son that was waiting to fuck me in my room across the hall. This was easier when I thought I was so far away from her in this massive castle. I knew from my interview that she didn’t want anything between them and staff based on something in the past.
I stood after a few moments and went back into my room. The bag was gone and there was a note on my pillow. Braden explained that Callin needed him and that he’d see me later. I locked my door and stretched slowly, deciding to watch a movie before I went to bed. I had a thought and wandered across to the large window, looking down. The court yard was gorgeous with trees and flowers, making me smile. I knew that it wouldn’t be a terribly long walk to get there and the sun was just setting. It would be beautiful. I slipped into some leggings and s shirt before putting on a pair of sandals, closing my door before I headed to the back exit. The stairs weren’t as bad as I originally thought, and I stepped down to the grass to look around.
The lawn was extensive and the ground clean and colorful. Someone spent a lot of time on it. I walked across to look at the flowers and trees before turning my head to watch the sun sink down behind the grass. I knew that there would be a view of the town if I walked a bit further. Instead, I just took in the fresh air and the gorgeous view around me. I breathed in the wind and felt refreshed as I closed my eyes. When life got hard, I just needed to go outside. It had always been my way to fix things. I stood to watch the sun settling, snapping a picture for Mama. Due to the excitement in my life, I hadn’t talked to her in a few days. I sent the photo and told her that I loved her before taking a seat on a bench surrounded by flowers.
We had a short chat as I stayed out there. I told her all about the job and nothing about the princes. She’d be upset and worried about me. Mama was only ever with my dad and it was too hard to explain being attracted to two men for me. I’d hide it from everyone in my life just to stay safe.