Royally Shared (The Triple Crown Club Book 1)

by Madison Faye

  And yet, I felt guilty about it, and I knew why.

  Because Julia wasn’t just some girl we were picking up a the bar. Well, she was, but it was a whole fucking lot more than that, and I didn’t even have to look at Micah to know he was thinking the same damn thing.

  It was everything about her — her beauty, her wit, her ability to make us tongue-tied, and her ability to seem so innocent and yet so willing to get a little dangerous that had us hooked.

  I felt guilty about lying about our names to her because I liked her — really, truly liked her, and in much more than in the way where I wanted to watch her come as she rode my thick cock up and down.

  …I mean, I did want to see that too, but it was deeper than that. Much deeper, and Micah was in the same boat.

  “If tonight was just a dance,” I murmured in her ear as she hesitated outside the limo. “Then that’s fine. We had a great time with you, and if this isn’t something you want to—”

  “I want,” she whispered breathlessly, whirling, her eyes blazing up into mine as her cheeks flushed.

  “I really want.”

  I grinned, watching her eyes flash fire into mine before she turned and stepped into the limo.

  Micah nodded at me before he climbed in after. I followed, shutting the door and pushing a button on the side console signaling our driver, who already knew where we were going.

  The car drove off into the night, the three of us almost visibly buzzing with excitement.

  Micah poured champagne, passing around the glasses as we sank back into the big, wide bench seat, Julia between us. We all still wore the masks, like we’d decided without words to keep the anonymity going. Outside the club atmosphere, there was something even more innocent and just so pure about her that had my blood roaring in my ears. Something so good about her that got my cock throbbing hard.

  “Cheers, to a fun night,” Micah raised a glass, clinking it to hers and to mine across her.

  We all drank quietly, and for a second, I wondered if she might have lost her nerve between the dance and the limo. I wondered if now, here alone with us, she was suddenly doubting her decision.

  “Julia, I was serious before. If you want to stop—”

  I didn’t even finish my sentence before she turned, grabbed my shirt, and yanked me into her. Her lips seared to mine, her kiss hungry, fierce, and wild. I growled, my hands grabbing her tightly and tangling in her hair as I claimed that sweet little mouth.

  Oh, it was on.

  She whimpered as I kissed her, my hands roaming up her bare thighs to her ass, grabbing it tightly and growling into her mouth. I pulled away, and it’s like she anticipated it before Micah took her in his hands — turning to meet his kiss and melting against my best friend.

  My cock pulsed in my pants as I watched her kiss him. She leaned into him, and my eyes dropped to the way her tiny black dress rode up high on her, showing a glimpse of sweet, succulent skin and flash of black thong panties.

  I had to taste her. Not later, at the hotel. fucking now. I had to see if she was as sweet as I knew she’d be. I had to spread those legs and kiss and suck my way between them until she was squealing for more and coming all over my tongue.

  She was kissing Micah fiercely, moaning into him as he held her by the hair. His hand drifted up and down her side, up to brush the underside of her breasts and then down to skim along the hem of her dress. I moved into, my hand sliding up her legs and making her shiver and moan even louder into him.

  I might have just met this girl, but I had a strong suspicion she’d never been with two guys before.

  …I could guaran-fucking-tee she’d never been with two guys like us before.

  She hesitated only for a second as I pushed her legs apart, but when I let my lips press to one knee and then the other, I felt her resistance melt. I moved to the floor of the limo as I spread her legs, feeling my blood roar in my ears as I started to kiss up her inner thighs, pushing her dress higher. She moaned into Micah’s kiss, grabbing his shirt feverishly as his hands moved to her breasts. I pushed her dress up all the way as I moved her legs wide, and I groaned.

  Her panties were soaked. Soaked and clinging wetly to her tight little pussy. I growled as I leaned in closer, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her. She cried out when I pressed my tongue to her center, dragging up over her soaked sticky panties and tasting her juices. She was moaning louder now, and I glanced up to see my friend pulling the straps of her dress down and exposing her bare, creamy, perfect tits, capped with these light pink nipples that begged to be sucked.

  He did.

  She gasped as Micah’s lips closed over one of her nipples, and then moaned louder as I began to tongue her pussy through her panties. I sucked on them hungrily, making her arch her back before I reached up and yanked them down her legs.

  Fuck. Yes.

  Her legs spread again, and this time, my view of her prize was unobstructed. I moved in again, and this time it was her bare, soft lips that my tongue dragged over. She cried out before the moan was muffled by Micah kissing her again as I pushed my own tongue deep into her silken lips.

  I could hear my buddy’s zipper, followed by a moan from Julia, and then a loud, sharp gasp.

  “Oh my God,” she whispered.

  I grinned to myself knowingly — Micah and I were both big, and I do mean big.

  She moaned as I swirled my tongue over her clit, teasing her and slipping a finger deep into her pussy. I curled it forward, making a “come here” motion as I sucked on her clit, and she started to go crazy, kissing Micah wildly and bucking her hips against me.

  “Open your mouth, angel,” Micah growled. “I want to feel those lips wrapped tight around my cock.”

  Julia gasped sharply, and while I was willing to bet no one had ever talked to her like that before, judging from the way her pussy absolutely creamed into my hand and mouth when he said it, she was loving it.

  I glanced up to watch her move down, her mouth opening as she leaned down towards Micah’s big cock. He stroked himself as she lowered her mouth, and when those soft pink lips of hers wrapped around his thick head, he groaned. His head dipped back against the seat and she moaned wildly as she tried to inhale as much of him as she could.

  My cock throbbed almost painfully as I gave her one last long lingering lick and then moved to my knees.

  No more waiting. I had to have her.

  My cock sprung out thickly against her thigh, and she gasped around my friends girth. Her eyes glanced towards me, and went a little bigger as she watched me move between her legs. I rubbed the big head of my dick against her lips, letting her feel it as I teased her clit with it. She moaned around Micah, whimpering and slurping on him eagerly as I teased her pussy with my cock.

  The car came to a stop.

  Motherfucker.

  I knew we could have just continued. The driver was not only a loyal employee of mine, but he was paid better than most stock brokers.

  Believe me, he’d wait.

  But then, as much as I wanted us to have her right now, right here, another thought hit me.

  This girl was worth more than the backseat of a limo. Julia meant more than that, to both of us. We were going to take her that night, but it wouldn’t be here.

  It’d be in a bed.

  Growling, I somehow found the strength to pull away from her, every single cell in my body pissed that I was doing so.

  Micah did the same, the three of us panting and the air practically sizzling with sexual charge.

  “Let’s take this upstairs,” I said quickly, moving up to kiss her.

  Her eyes darted between us behind her mask, and she nodded.

  “Let’s definitely do that,” she whispered breathlessly.

  Micah and I pulled ourselves together while she slipped her dress back on. She reached for her panties, but I grinned as I got to them first.

  “These, I’ll be keeping,” I purred, watching her eyes blaze.

  “I— my dress is
pretty short.” Her cheeks flushed as she said it, her eyes darting over mine.

  “I know.”

  I watched her bite her lip, the fire blazing behind her eyes as she slowly nodded.

  We walked briskly through the lobby of the Plaza Royale — all three of us clearly buzzing with sexual energy as we made a bee-line for the elevators. We were still wearing the black masks, but no one seemed to give a shit, especially when Micah and I flashed our executive suite keycards to the front desk.

  The doors had barely closed to the elevator when we were on her. Julia gasped as we both attacked her — two mouths on her neck, alternating kissing her and growling into her skin. Both of our hands slipped under her dress — Micah pushing a finger deep into her slick, tight pussy and me rolling her clit in small circles. She moaned into us, her hands grabbing at us and her lips kissing one and then the other until the elevator came to a stop.

  We pulled away as the doors opened, and Julia’s eyes went wide at the two armed guards posted there.

  “What—”

  “This way,” Micah growled, both of us nodding at the guards as we practically dragged her down the hall to the doors of the Presidential Suite.

  The double doors opened to the huge penthouse, and we quickly pulled her inside as the door slammed behind us. She gasped as I pulled her into me, kissing her fiercely while Micah came up behind her and started to pull at her dress.

  “Wait, wait,” she shook her head, pulling away and letting her eyes move between us.

  “The limo, this penthouse, the guards with guns?” She took a step back from us.

  “Who are you guys?”

  Chapter 4

  Julia

  Matthew and Van glanced at each other, something unspoken darting between them.

  “We—”

  “We work in government,” Matthew finished. “Hence the security.”

  “Hence us still wearing masks?”

  Van grinned hungrily at me. “That just makes this more fun, don’t you think?”

  I bit my lip as I nodded, the heat from earlier sizzling up inside of me. Here I was, in their amazing, huge penthouse suite with the both of them.

  Alone.

  Ready to go completely wild.

  “Shall I pour us some drinks?” Matthew raised a brow as he stepped into me. “Or—”

  “I’m not very thirsty,” I whispered breathlessly as the two of them moved against me, hands sliding up my sides.

  “I’m just hungry,” Van growled as he pulled me close and suddenly kissed me fiercely.

  Matthew groaned, moving behind me and kissing my neck, his hands grabbing my ass as he ground his thick cock against me.

  The three of us stumbled across the floor to a doorway and tumbled into a huge bedroom. I gasped as four hands moved over my body, two sets of perfect lips kissing me hungrily and biting and sucking at my skin. I moaned as my dress was pulled from my shoulders, dropping to the ground around my heels as the two men began to strip.

  I groaned, shivering in eagerness as they pulled their clothes off. They’d been gorgeous dressed, but without clothes, the two of them were gods. I gasped as they pulled me against their bare chests, my hands and fingers exploring their chiseled pecs and grooved abs. I breathed heavily as my hands dropped to their waists, fingers pulling belts as the two of them kissed my neck and ran their hands over my skin.

  Their dress pants dropped to the ground, and they both quickly shoved briefs down as two huge cocks sprung up into my hands.

  Holy. Shit.

  I’d seen them both in the dim backseat of the limo, and I’d had Matthew in my mouth stretching my lips wide. But seeing them here, both right in front of me and pulsing like hot iron in my hands had me squeezing my thighs tight as every neuron in my brain fired at once.

  Two perfect, gorgeous, hung men — and they were both all for me, for tonight.

  My eyes drifted over their perfect bodies, blood roaring hotter and hotter as I took them in. My gaze raked over tattoos I’d never have expected from men dressed this well and in clothes as expensive as theirs.

  I frowned curiously when I noticed it — the tattoo of three crowns that each of them had on their shoulder muscles. Identical tattoos.

  The flicker of a question teased across my lips, but the two of them suddenly moved to either side of me and dropped to their knees. I gasped as hands moved up my legs pulling them apart as they both kissed down my skin. Matthew lingered at my bellybutton, his hand moving up between my legs and stroking my dripping wet pussy. Behind me, Van cupped my ass, biting it lightly with his teeth and then spreading it as he began to kiss his way lower.

  Matthew moved down, and I gasped as his tongue pushed deep into my slit. He swirled it over my clit, making me shake as I felt Van move lower and lower, until my eyes flew open.

  “Oh, wait—”

  No one had ever put their mouth, or even their fingers there before, but when Van’s tongue touched my ass, I saw stars as the pleasure roared through me. I gasped out loud, barely standing as the two men began to tongue my pussy and my ass — powerful hands holding me tight as they pleasured my body from both sides.

  I looked down, moaning as I saw both of them stroking their big, thick cocks as they worshiped me with their tongues. My hands dropped to their hair, tangling there and barely keeping my balance as I lost myself in the pleasure. They moved faster, and more determinedly. Matthew’s tongue drew circles around my clit as two of his fingers stroked in and out of me. Behind me, Van pushed in deep, fucking my ass with his tongue and sending me reeling.

  My eyes squeezed shut, my toes curled, and as the two big powerful men groaned into me and pushed my body higher and higher, I finally let go.

  I choked out a scream as I came harder than I’d ever come before. It was like and explosion — my whole body shattering as the two of them rocked me with their tongues and fingers until I almost collapsed from it all.

  Slowly, I came down as the two of them stood and steadied me, kissing me fiercely and then moving us all to the big king-sized bed.

  Blood roared in my ears and the hunger for more swelled up inside of me. On my back, I propped myself up on my elbows, watching the two gorgeous hunks in masks stalk up the bed towards me.

  “Fuck,” Matthew groaned, moving over me and leaning down to kiss my neck. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Julia,” he groaned into my skin.

  I moaned, wanting this so freaking badly and spreading my legs wide as he moved between them. I felt his thick cock tease against my opening, and I glanced down between us, watching with wide eyes as he took his enormous cock in his fist and ran the head up and down my slit.

  Van moved up the bed and knelt next to me. I turned my head and moaned softly as I watched him fist his fat, gorgeous cock right next to my face. My pulse racing, I leaned towards him and opened my mouth. Van growled, easing forward and slipping the head between my lips.

  I hummed around him, swirling my tongue over the head and loving the way he groaned throatily. There was a power in making a man this perfect and gorgeous and powerful groan like that.

  I gasped as I felt Matthew ease slowly inside of me, his hand stroking my thighs as his huge cock stretched me wide. He leaned down, sucking one of my nipples between his lips and biting it just enough to make me moan around his friend.

  Van’s hand went to my hair, tangling in it and pulling gently as I swallowed more of his thickness. I reached up, cupping his balls and and moaning around him as I took him deeper, slurping on his cock as his friend began to ease every single thick inch of his shaft deep inside of me.

  Matthew suddenly rocked his hips forward, and I went wild as I felt all of him bury to the hilt inside. I’d never — and I mean never — had anything remotely as big as this, and the thrill of that mixed with the fact that he was hitting me in places no one ever had before had my whole body aching for more.

  “So fucking tight,” he groaned into my nipple. “Fuck, Julia, you feel like heaven.”
/>   His hand teased over my skin as he pulled back, leaving just the head inside before he grabbed my hips and sheathed himself all the way again. I pulled away from Van, moaning out loud as Matthew began to fuck me in deep, powerful thrusts. He grabbed my legs, moving them so that my ankles were up over his shoulders as he buried himself in me again and again. God I was still wearing my heels!

  Van groaned, stroking his slick cock as he moved forward. I whimpered, opening my mouth and leaning up to suck his heavy balls. I ran my tongue over them, slurping them wetly while Matthew fucked me like I’d never been fucked before, making my head swim with how dirty and slutty and perfect this was.

  Matthew’s thumb found my clit, and he began to roll it under the pad of his finger as he drove in and out, faster and deeper, until I my screams filled the room. With a thunderclap, the orgasm roared through me, making my whole body shiver and clench tight as the two big, dominant men pushed me over the edge.

  He slowly withdrew, leaning down to kiss me before pulling away. I barely had time to catch my breath though, as suddenly the two of them spun me around and onto my hands and knees.

  I moaned, my whole body tingling as I felt Van move up behind me. He leaned over me, his lips by my ear as I felt the enormous head of his cock ease against my opening.

  “My turn,” he growled lowly, in a way that had my body melting with anticipation.

  His powerful hands gripped my hips as he eased the head inside, never stopping and never slowing until he’d pushed every single inch deep inside my tight pussy.

  Van groaned as he bottomed out, grinding himself deep and making me moan wildly before he pulled back. I gasped as his hand came down across my ass, the sharp spank sending heat through my whole body and making my pussy clench tight around his girth.

  And holy shit was it hot.

  “I think you like that, don’t you, angel?” Van growled into my ear.

  I whimpered, nodding.

  “You like when I spank this tight little ass?”

  “Yes,” I gasped as he ground his cock deep inside of me.