Plaything at the Royal Wedding: An MFMM Royal Romance

by Lana Hartley

  Lacey falls against my chest, gasping with thanks and gripping my shoulders. Her gorgeous, jewel blue eyes fix on me, and I feel a warm twist deep in my chest.

  “It’s okay, honey, I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” I whisper to her.

  She throws an anxious glance over her shoulder, trying to see if Denham’s moving up again. He is, but my boys intercept. I’m holding her tight as Adam takes one hand, Charlie taking the other, both of them reaching around her waist, where she’s pressed against me.

  The three of us form a wall against Denham. Lacey relaxes into our arms, looking up at us with big, teary eyes. My arms tighten against her protectively.

  The big clock starts to strike. It’s midnight. All three of us are holding her tight, swaying to the music.

  Denham shuffles off into the crowd, cursing.

  The three of us look into Lacey’s eyes. She looks at us one by one, her smile getting bigger as she focuses on each face. She happily throws her arms around us and starts kissing us all on the cheeks.

  “Thank you, boys, my saviors. My boys. Thank you.”

  I lean into her warmth, feeling a joy and contentment I don’t think I’ve ever felt before.

  Hers. That’s all I want. To be hers.

  No matter what.

  I think Adam and Charlie feel exactly the same way.

  Chapter 6

  Lacey

  I can barely stand. Almost toppling from my heels, half staggering, my hands reach out.

  Instantly, they are gripped by warm, firm hands.

  Sam is behind me, bracing me against his hard body. His hands lightly support me on the shoulder and hip. He doesn’t try to grab a feel or anything; he just sweetly holds me up while I find my feet.

  Charlie has one hand; Adam has the other. I look between them, rocking my head back on Sam’s chest.

  “Are you okay?” Charlie moves in a bit closer, holding my arm.

  His eyes are so soft and gentle. I feel all weird and screwy inside, having a guy this hot looking at me so intensely. His black hair and very dark eyes give his features a fierceness.

  I nod, worried that I might be blushing again.

  “Can I get you something?” Adam steps closer.

  So different from Charlie, with his sweep of bright, sunny hair and sparkling hazel eyes. He gives me a grin that I can feel, right between my legs.

  I shake my head, feeling Sam’s hands on my shoulders.

  “Well, it’s midnight. You don’t have to worry anymore,” Sam says lightly.

  I turn to face him.

  “You all knew about the dare?” Now, I really am blushing.

  They all nod, but only Adam speaks up. “Not much, but enough to know we had to protect you.”

  Sam steps forward, touching my shoulder as he looks into my eyes. “You shouldn’t feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s just a silly game. We’re just glad you’re okay.”

  I look down at my hands, feeling a bit sad, overwhelmed, and tired. I would really like to lie down.

  I look up, my eyes going slowly over each of the boys. I’m not ready to say goodnight to them yet. I don’t want to be alone.

  “I was treating it as a joke. I tried not to take it seriously. But I think Denham was listening. He was in the dressing rooms before the show and...”

  I just don’t know how to finish that. Would that creep really use a joke like that to try and force me into bed with him?

  The other girls would tease me no matter what. I look at the three boys around me again, feeling a real smile light me up. It’s coming from a warmth deep within me.

  A warmth that I might finally give in to and let roar into a raging fire.

  Shyly, I step forward, touching each one in turn as I study their faces.

  “I’m really happy I was with you guys...and no one else. I don’t mind following through on it, even if it was just a silly game.”

  “What do you mean?” Adam asks me.

  The others glance at each other with incredulous looks.

  “I want to fulfill the dare. But only if it’s with all three of you.”

  The boys stare quietly at the ground, then at each other. I can tell they aren’t sure what to say. Sam looks up finally and steps over, putting an arm around my waist.

  “I’ll be happy to escort you to your room.” He smiles as he hugs me close. “Are you guys coming?”

  Charlie puts his arm around me from the other side, and we start walking toward the lifts. Adam follows behind, and I turn to give him a quick grin.

  We’re really doing this! Just as I leave the room, I see Serina in a black dress, scowling at me. She raises her eyebrows when she realizes the boys are with me.

  I let a contented smile slip across my face, and I lean back into the boy’s arms.

  They sweep me out of the room and into the elevator. I whisper which room, and Adam pushes the button. I can’t think; I can’t speak any more than that—Sam has started kissing my neck.

  Charlie raises my arm and starts running his lips along the soft skin from my wrist to my elbow. The combination of Sam gently kissing my neck and Charlie caressing my arm has my head swimming.

  Up until now, arousal was something that flickered across me. Short-lived. If I felt frustrated, I would distract myself, and it would just go away.

  But it now feels like all those days have come back all at once, and I have six years of desire running through my veins.

  Adam approaches from the front. While Sam keeps kissing my neck and shoulders and Charlie uses his fingers and lips on my arm, Adam pushes me lightly against the wall and kisses me.

  He starts soft, just gently pressing my lips. His tongue flicks out, encouraging my mouth to open. Hot, slippery, and wet, we explore each other’s mouths.

  I’m starting to moan and writhe, a great monster awakening inside me. It’s so huge, so fierce and hungry, I can’t believe I never noticed it was there. I’m about to beg for more when the boys start guiding me out of the lift.

  The bell rang and the lift had stopped, but I didn’t even notice.

  We get to the door, and I struggle with my little clutch purse. While I fiddle, trying to get the card out, the boys keep touching me.

  I’m so thrilled by their fingers I almost drop my purse. Adam’s hand comes around, catching it quickly.

  “Here,” he says gently. “Let me.”

  The door clicks, and I push it open. I head straight for the couch and sit down, the boys following me.

  “Help yourself to anything you need. I just need to lie down for a while.”

  “I don’t know about you guys,” Adam says, coming over to kneel in front of me, letting his eyes roam over my body, “but the only thing in this room that I want is right here.”

  Sam comes up behind me, and Charlie sits down next to me. Sam starts massaging my neck, all the tension going out of me under his skilled fingers. He tickles my neck up and down, and I realize he’s pulling out the pins very gently.

  Adam is working on the buckles on my heels, first one then the other. He slips my shoes off and starts massaging my feet.

  A sigh escapes as I lean back, relaxing, tingles sparkling all over my skin. Adam skillfully moves his hands along my feet and ankles, easing out all the hurt and tension built up from the day.

  Sam works the pins out of my hair, my scalp feeling warm and loose as he works my neck.

  Charlie wraps an arm around my waist, snuggling against me under my arm. I wish I was really experienced or something so I could make a sassy remark...but honestly? I don’t think this could be any more perfect.

  Sam reaches down and gently slips the straps down my shoulders. They fall gently down my arms. Charlie sits up, tugging the dress down until my peacock-blue push-up bra slips free.

  Adam has my shoes and stockings off now. He slowly strokes my legs, hands reaching higher with each caress.

  Sam runs his fingertips right up under my ears, making me shiver. He then slides h
is hands down to cover my breasts, sitting high and at attention on the stiff fabric.

  “So...” I grin wickedly, feeling much more confident with the rush of arousal. “Do I get to see you guys, or am I doomed to be naked while you’re fully clothed?”

  Sam chuckles behind me. Adam stands up and slowly rolls the dinner jacket off his shoulders. He takes his time with the tie, giving me those cheeky eyes and grin as he slowly undoes the buttons.

  As he flexes back to slip the shirt from his shoulders, his arms bulge. His chest muscles jiggle, and, for a moment, I don’t realize he’s dropped the shirt. He’s jiggling the muscles just for me.

  “Like what you see, pretty lady?”

  My grin springs to my face. I nod enthusiastically, leaning forward to reach up and run my hand over his muscles.

  When I lean forward, I feel Charlie’s hands behind me, and my bra slips free. I help him pull it off my shoulders.

  With light touches, Sam guides my head back to rest on the lounge. He teases my ears and neck while I look up into his eyes.

  He’s removed his shirt, too, and his body is amazing. Where Adam is bulkier and rippling with tight muscles, Sam looks like a runner or swimmer—hard and toned but with leaner lines.

  Adam runs his hands up my legs, pushing the filmy, falling skirts up. He kneels between my thighs and reaches up, looking into my eyes.

  I feel his fingers grip the edge of my panties, and I raise myself so he can pull them off. He keeps watching my eyes intensely.

  Then he kisses gently up one thigh and slips under my skirt. I feel his hands come up around my hips, trying to grab as much of my ass as he can. He pulls me forward just a little.

  I’m tense, my eyes closed. My teeth are worrying at my lips. I’m nervous, and I don’t know what to expect.

  Then I feel Adam’s lips pressing gently at my pussy. Like he’s kissing me, just gently, at the top. As he opens his mouth to go in deeper, I feel his warm, wet tongue press against something hot and burning, and I cry out.

  I feel him jump and try to pull away. Before he can, I slap my palm on top of his head through the dress and push him back down. I hear him chuckle just before his lips touch me again.

  First, his lips, velvety and soft, just tease at my own. Then, his tongue flicks out, teasing my clit.

  My god, I never knew it could feel like this! It’s like the sensations in my entire body have narrowed down to this one, tiny, hot point.

  But it doesn’t feel tiny. It feels huge. The more he licks, mouths, and presses against it, the bigger it feels.

  Charlie starts caressing my breasts gently, and I realize my nipples are rock hard. So hard they hurt. I buck gently, trying to give Adam a better angle between my legs.

  Charlie leans over and starts kissing my nipples. Softly, he draws them out with his lips and tongue, rubbing my soft skin with his firm hands.

  Adam probes deeper, moving down. I throw my thighs open and rock back, thrusting myself at him.

  I feel his big, hot tongue going into me. He moans with pleasure, grabbing my legs as his tongue works the deepest parts of me.

  Suddenly, I feel something. It’s in my clit and deep in my pussy.

  Adam seems to feel it, too, and he increases his efforts. He grips my thighs as he licks harder, deeper into my pussy—then he goes back to worshipping my clit.

  I grab his head, holding him tightly in place, suddenly screaming, “Yes, yes, YES!” as a great explosion starts within me.

  At first, it’s a tremor. Then a vibration. Before I can even begin to comprehend, my insides are shuddering so hard it feels like a convulsion.

  As it begins to subside, I realize I’m gasping, staring at the ceiling, holding Adam’s head against my clit. I’m so wet—I didn’t even know it was possible to get this wet! It feels like it’s running out of me like a river.

  Charlie keeps rubbing my breasts, squeezing them lightly in between gentle teases.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers in awe.

  Adam slips free of the long skirts and grins up at me. “Did you like that?”

  I can only nod. I’m not sure my brain is working. From above me, Sam speaks.

  “I need to try a taste of that.”

  Adam slips up beside me, hugging me. Sam moves over to slip between my legs. Without thinking, I open my thighs up.

  Sam laughs, running his hands up my legs firmly. This anticipation is like nothing I’ve ever felt.

  Please touch me, please, right there…

  “Oh!” My own voice surprises me as Sam’s lips fall on my clit.

  He gives it far more targeted attention than Adam did, kissing it and licking it until I’m shaking, writhing.

  Sam and Charlie hold me around the waist, taking turns kissing me. Hot wet lips slide over my mouth...

  I turn my head from side to side, eyes closed as I drink up their kisses. Sam starts eating deep into my pussy, and I can feel those tremors deep inside me again. Charlie sits up, watching my face.

  “Yes, come again, beautiful. Show me how much you like this.”

  Just as he speaks, Sam’s hot tongue dives deep inside me. I can hear him moaning with pleasure. I grab his head, holding him tight while I grind my hips against him and finally come—a rushing, spasming flood.

  After, I blink slowly, trying to remember where I am. As I start to breathe normally again, I look between my boys.

  Sam is still between my legs, smiling up at me. Adam and Charlie are on either side.

  “Do you want to move to the bed?” Charlie whispers.

  I nod, and he slips his arms around me. He carries me to the bedroom and places me gently on the bed. I pull my dress off where it hangs around my waist, leaving only my earrings and choker on.

  Charlie starts to get undressed as Adam and Sam come in. They take off their pants as I kneel on the bed, watching them come to stand right at the end in a line in front of me.

  I let my eyes roam over all three. So beautiful, so perfect, each one of them.

  Each with a massive, perfect cock standing high and proud.

  “So,” Adam begins, grinning at me with a wink. “Who do you want first?”

  Chapter 7

  Lacey

  I look at them one-by-one, their beautiful bodies, their big hard cocks.

  “I can’t choose.” I really can’t.

  As if responding to some unspoken signal, they all start climbing the bed at the same time. I close my eyes as their hands, their lips, start exploring me from every angle.

  “I’ll just close my eyes,” I whisper softly, “and you guys decide.”

  “I can do better than that,” Adam whispers back. I crack an eyelid and see him slip off the bed and fumbles through the clothes. He pulls out a long, dark silk cloth.

  “Is it okay if I blindfold you?”

  Charlie and Sam are on my left and right sides, stroking and kissing me. My pussy is starting to throb, a hot wet pulse.

  I nod firmly, feeling a tingle race up my inner thighs. Adam climbs up on the bed and moves behind me, and I feel the soft fabric wrap around my face. He ties it gently, not too tight. I can’t see, but I could slip it off if I need to.

  I feel perfectly comfortable and safe, but the blindfold has increased my sensitivity. Everything has become twice as exciting.

  I slowly fall back on the bed. I feel someone’s mouth on my pussy again. My breasts are being kneaded and teased by someone’s tongue and teeth. Another mouth finds mine and I open up, reaching with my lips and tongue.

  There is an incredible energy rising through my stomach and my spine. It’s warm and exciting and better than any high I’ve ever had.

  It feels like I’m being touched everywhere, worshipped, adored and kissed across every inch. I roll back, wriggling on the soft sheets.

  The mouth on my pussy goes away and I feel something hot pushing against my clit. Firm hands on my thighs. I want to look. I roll my head back, probing the darkness with my eyes.

 
Someone is kneeling above me, just gently rubbing his cock against my clit. It feels incredible, but inside, I feel an ache. It’s fierce and sharp.

  I can feel it across the outer lips, like a burning. At the same time, deep inside I feel like something is writhing and tensing.

  “I’ll be gentle,” comes a soft whisper. I can’t tell who it is. I shake my head.

  “No, don’t.”

  He laughs. “I think I’ll choose to disobey that command, my princess. Let’s start you off nice and slow.” He lowers his cock down, teasing my pussy. I rock towards him, starting to claw at the mattress.

  “Yes, Yes,” I whisper, rocking my head back. “Please put it in.”

  There are hands on my breasts and lips on my neck that seem to fade into the distance as he slowly pushes his cock into me. There’s pain, just a little, but it feels good. It feels like my pussy is clenching him as hard as it can while his cock fights back, getting harder by the second.

  Even though the fit is so tight, I’m so tight, he keeps sliding in without difficulty or resistance. As he comes to the end he leans forward, falling on one arm so he doesn’t squash me. He puts one hand on my shoulder and stays still for a moment.

  My muscles clench around his cock. From the entrance of my pussy all the way up, as high as it goes. When the wave of tightness stops at the top and my entire pussy is holding him, he gasps.

  “So… tight. Fuck.” He lowers his head, breathing hard. I can feel the breath across my skin.

  Someone is still playing with my breasts. Every now and then, he pinches the nipples lightly.

  “You okay, buddy?” A voice whispers from the side. I don’t know them well enough. I truly can’t tell who is who.

  I’m laying back, whole body like a drawn bow. I feel my inner muscles start to tremble, not quite releasing whoever is in me, but changing. A shuddering moan rips out of me as he draws his cock out, then back in again.

  I grip his arms, alive at this new friction. I don’t want to lie there calmly and let him thrust. I wrap my legs around him and rock my hips back and forth.