“Delilah, you truly are a delightful creature. Would you like to join my brother and me for a glass of wine in our suite? We can pay no mind to the falsities being exchanged in there.” He gestured to the ballroom. I felt his heartbeat beneath his sturdy chest and exhaled a shaky breath. These men were gorgeous, they were billionaires, they were princes! Why were they interested in having a private party with me? I almost didn’t believe it, but the sincerity in Frederick’s dark blue eyes made my heart pound and my stomach turn pleasantly. Such strong, masculine beauty…
“That sounds lovely.” I heard the words fall from my lips before I had even remembered thinking them. Frederick kissed my hand once more and let his fall to the small of my back. I felt his little finger grace the line of my panties, I thought, but I must have been delusional. There was no way in hell this man could want me in a carnal, passionate way. He could have any woman he wanted, they both could. I followed his guidance as we approached the door to the ballroom, which we would cut across to return to the main lobby and from there the de Wit suite on the forty-third floor.
Chapter Four
Walking into the immaculate suite of the de Wits, I immediately felt small and insignificant. Crystal bowls of gold-wrapped chocolates that cost more than my monthly rent payments were scattered here and there and a bottle of extremely expensive red wine sat on a glass table in the middle of the room. Four empty wine glasses sat, ready and waiting, for some thirsty souls to indulge in the blood-red beverage. The black leather couches situated behind the table faced a large floor-to-ceiling window offering a gorgeous nighttime view of the city. I let my eyes widen at the opulent décor and the tiny, pricy knick-knacks here and there. This must have been the most exquisite suite ever put together by the staff at the Triton, but one look at its guests made the reasoning behind such careful preparations clear.
Frederick shed his dark coat immediately and hung it by the door, working the kinks from his shoulders by rolling them back and forth. I was captivated by the simple motion, wondering what it would feel like to run my hands over those taut muscles and ease the knots from them myself. My gaze floated over to Sebastian, who was headed straight for the wine, taking up the bottle and uncorking it gracefully. I stepped cautiously further into the suite and took a seat on the longest sofa, watching with rapt attention as Sebastian’s long, thin fingers handled the bottle, carefully pouring equal amounts of the dark liquid into three glasses. Frederick seated himself beside me and handed me a glass. I nodded in appreciation and tasted the surprisingly sweet wine, enjoying the feeling as it slid smoothly down my throat.
“Do you like it? It’s my favorite.” Frederick said, an eagerness in his voice not unlike that of a young child who yearns for approval concerning his favorite toy.
“It’s wonderful.” I said sincerely as Frederick and Sebastian took simultaneous sips. I let my eyes wander back to the view of the city and sighed softly.
“Is something wrong, Delilah?” This time it was Sebastian’s voice coaxing me from my reverie. I met his cerulean eyes with a smile.
“Oh no, everything is incredible. The suite, the wine…” I swirled my wine in the glass and took another, longer drink. “You two. I really can’t believe you guys are real.”
Sebastian gave a light chuckle and finished off his glass.
“Maybe we are just figments of your imagination.” Frederick joked, and I gave him a playful slap on the arm. I sure hoped not.
As soon as I’d finished my first glass, Sebastian was ready to pour another, but paused and awaited my approval first.
“I don’t want you to think we have any ulterior motives.” He offered, holding the bottle back until I nodded at him to go ahead.
“Like I’d say no.” I almost snorted. My very unladylike and rash statement reached my ears at about the time I realized what I’d just let slip. Frederick had a deliciously wicked gleam in his eyes and Sebastian merely sipped his wine poignantly.
“N-Not to say that I just go around offering myself to guys left and right.” I stumbled over my words. Frederick scooted closer to me, letting his second glass of wine rest on the table before us. “And that’s not the say I’m offering myself right now…because I’m not.”
I tried to sound firm, but Frederick’s quiet laugh undid me. I gulped and felt a fire start in my belly, traveling to my folds in a blaze of lust and pleasure. Frederick reached out and captured a stray curl that had slipped from the diamond pin, twirling it lightly around one finger.
“We know what kind of woman you are, Delilah.” He said, voice soft and pleasant. “You’re intelligent and you’re strong. You wouldn’t put yourself in an uncomfortable situation. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want to be.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but Sebastian rose, capturing my attention. He placed his glass on the table and walked over, taking my own from my limp hand. Frederick took the now-free hand and brought it to his face, running my palm against his light stubble. He ran his lips achingly slow across my skin, pressing light kisses to my palm. Before I could stop it, the only thought on my mind slipped through my ruby lips.
“Why me?”
Frederick smiled against my palm and let Sebastian answer.
“You mean why not one of the other women downstairs? A woman with a size zero dress and manmade breasts?” Sebastian cracked a smile and fixed me with a burning stare.
“You’re beautiful, Delilah. You’re agonizingly desirable.” He said as Frederick’s kisses traveled up my arm. “Do you not see yourself in such a way?”
I swallowed, my desire overtaking my mind, my mouth. I was unable to speak, even if I would have had something desperately important to say.
“You’re real, Delilah.” He continued. “Your curves, your contours. They’re deliciously real. How could I—how could we—resist?”
“And you were delivered right to us,” Frederick whispered close to my face, his breath warm and sweet as it fanned across my neck. “like the most pleasant and surprising gift.”
Frederick captured my lips at once in a heated, passionate kiss. His tongue swept across my bottom lip, requesting entrance. I obliged, opening to him and letting him wind his hand into my hair, pulling me closer to his body. When he finally pulled away from my kiss-bruised lips, he was smiling again and rose, pulling me with him. Sebastian opened a set of French doors that lead to a master bedroom with an impressively large, plush bed decked out in warm brown colors.
Frederick brought me to the edge of the bed before I felt his large hand grasp my gown’s zipper, pulling languidly downward as if he was unwrapping a fragile present. My red dress pooled around my feet in heaps and though I was nearly completely exposed to these two handsome men, I felt confident and relaxed. They thought I was as beautiful as I’d felt in that gown, and the realization spurred me on as I climbed onto the bed and dragged Frederick with me. Sebastian closed the doors and began to unbutton his crisp, white dress shirt. A silent thrill ran through me as I realized I was about to have not one sexy prince, but two at the same time.
Frederick rained kisses on my stomach, which quivered beneath his lips. Sebastian, shirtless, crawled onto the bed beside me and reached out, one large hand ghosting down my arm, then my leg. He seemed to be testing me, exploring my body before diving in. It was sensory overload being touched and tasted my both men. I was intrigued by Sebastian’s more mysterious aura and wound my fingers in his honey blonde hair, pulling him up to meet me. His gaze was calm and questioning, as if he was captivated by my sudden interest in him when I’d spent most of the night beside Frederick, his own form a backdrop to the more sociable man. I gave myself no time to hesitate as I pulled his mouth to mine. Unlike Frederick, who licked and nipped in an effort to enter, Sebastian forced his tongue into my mouth with purpose. His tongue sparred with mine playfully and ran along my teeth in exploration. I moaned into him and reached out, finding Frederick’s head, gripping his hair lightly as he kissed his way to my panties.
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sp; The difference in taste between the two men was intoxicating. Frederick was sugary sweet like hard candy while Sebastian was more subdued and rich like dark chocolate. Sebastian’s lips maneuvered to my neck, sucking hard and drawing excited gasps from my mouth while Frederick’s hands grew adventurous and slipped into my panties. My sex was throbbing with heat and desire. My eyes slid to the growing bulge in Sebastian’s pants, wanting so badly to see the proof of his hunger spring forth unrestrained. I lifted my hips to aid Frederick’s efforts to slide the panties from my hips. Frederick grinned devilishly and licked his lips. The anticipation in my loins ached for his touch, his kiss, his suck. He kissed his way from my hip to my center, tongue darting out to lick teasingly at my folds. I shuddered at the contact as Sebastian nipped and sucked at my collarbone. The voracity with which each man doted on me was unreal, as if they had no idea there even was a third person involved in this game of blissful urges. They each took me in their own way, in their own time, with little to no regard for the other, completely focused on my needs alone. I briefly thought once more that this couldn’t be real before I was dragged into a full moan by Frederick’s tongue descending upon my delicate folds.
His tongue swirled around my clit in lazy, purposeful motions that made my head pound with indulgent pleasure. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the movement of his tongue, his lips, as he lapped at my pussy with increasing fervor. Sebastian’s hands moved to my covered breasts, tracing the curve of my ample mounds and pinching the sensitive buds through my bra. I arched into his hands while driving my hips into the mattress with Frederick’s continued manipulations. Sebastian used my arched back as an opportunity to slide his arms beneath me, unclasping the bra and tossing it to the floor beside the bed. Fully revealed before the two men, I felt electricity coursing through every inch of my skin beneath their gazes. Frederick pulled up from my sex and began to unbutton his shirt while Sebastian grabbed my hands and placed them on his belt, silently asking, no demanding, my help in releasing his desire. I undid his belt and pulled it from its loops, throwing it to the ground with a satisfying thud.
I grinned, taking in both shirtless men. Their abs were well-defined, their bodies godlike compared to any man I’d ever seen in person or in the media. I reached out hesitantly and ran my fingers shyly across Frederick’s stomach, sliding my hand up to his taut chest. I heard Sebastian’s trousers hit the ground as I was preoccupied, and Frederick used my distraction to undo his own belt. My eyes widened at the sight of Sebastian’s fully-erect member, free from all restraints, bobbing as he climbed back onto the bed and balanced himself over my form. It was impressively long and thick, begging for my hands, my mouth, my supple, aching pussy. I had no chance to touch it before Sebastian lowered his head to my breasts, pulling one pert nipple into his mouth. He sucked roughly on the bud, swirling his hot tongue.
“Your body is incredible.” I heard Frederick’s quiet voice from between my legs, his firm, naked body settled between my thighs. He applied delicate pressure to my clit with his thumb as one finger teased my entrance before sliding inside. Between Sebastian’s desperate suckling and Frederick’s in and out motions, I was close to the edge already. It only took a moment more before my body was wracked with uncontrollable spasms of the utmost pleasure. My sex tightened and flexed around Frederick’s fingers as he kept pumping in and out and my nipples remained hard and sensitive in Sebastian’s mouth. I let out a few short moans and gasps until I rode the wave back down. Frederick pulled his fingers, coated in my sweet, slippery juices, out of my folds and licked them clean, holding my gaze with a crooked smile and teasing eyes. The sight made my sex buzz with pleasure once more, aching for another incredible orgasm.
Suddenly, Sebastian lifted me up from my reclined position and held me in his unyielding arms while Frederick maneuvered behind me, floating a few kisses down my back before his lips disappeared. I turned to find him sprawled on his back, erect cock waiting patiently for my attention. I grew excited at the prospect, running my tongue across my ruby red lips in uncontained avidity. Sebastian released me as I bent over the younger de Wit and kissed the tip of his member. He closed his eyes as I took him into my warm mouth, rolling my tongue over the sensitive tip. I pushed his sizeable cock deep into my throat and drew a low rumble of satisfaction from his mouth. As I worked his member between my lips, drawing it in and out, Sebastian grabbed my hips from behind. I felt him position his engorged member at my entrance and lifted my hips to aid his entrance. I moaned as his cock thrust slowly into my pussy, Frederick squeezing his eyes tighter as the vibration from my vocalization traveled up his member.
We soon got into a rhythm as Sebastian began to pound into my pussy from behind, hot and huge and filling, and I took each thrust as a way to take Frederick deeper into my mouth and throat. I continued to let the sweet little moans escape my lips and drown into Frederick’s erect member. The slapping sound of Sebastian’s body against my ass made my sex drip with anticipation of my release, of his, of Frederick’s. I felt my desire building until I could hardly take it. Sebastian reached up, grabbing my hair and pulling just enough to anchor himself for harder, faster thrusts. Frederick began to buck his hips into my mouth and I whimpered in pleasure. I came in a crashing wave of bliss, my pussy tightening around Sebastian’s cock, drawing a low, broken cry from his lips. He continued to pump into me as I came until I felt his cock shudder. He removed himself at once and I felt his hot, sticky cum drip onto my back and ass. He continued to pump his cock, covered in my arousal, until he’d spent himself entirely. As he balanced himself on the bed behind me, Frederick’s member trembled and twitched in my mouth.
“I’m coming…” He warned me in a rough, breathy voice. His cum burst forth into my mouth and I lapped up every drop, swallowing and sucking until he’d stopped bucking. I lifted my head as he sighed in pleasure and Sebastian grabbed me from behind, wrapping his arms around my waste and kissing the back of my neck.
It wasn’t long after that I drifted into a dreamless sleep, nestled between two of the most sensual, most satisfying sexual deviants I’d ever laid eyes on.
I awoke early in the morning with my body pressed against a warm, solid form. A light crunching sound could be heard through the quiet of the room. I glanced at the window, but no light was yet coming through the sheer blinds. The analog clock on the wall read five in the morning, and I yawned and stretched my arms skyward, careful to avoid the mass beside me. I looked up to find that mass to be Frederick, his mouth full of little chocolates. He offered one to me wordlessly and I declined, searching for Sebastian.
“He’s in the shower at the moment.” He spoke around the candy.
I let my eyes flutter closed once more, taking in Frederick’s scent. He smelled of wood and citrus with a hint of the expensive chocolate in his mouth and the little bowl on his lap. I heard the shower faintly as it turned off and a towel was grabbed from one of the metal racks inside the bathroom.
“We’ve been talking, me and my brother.” Frederick started, setting the bowl on the bedside table and lifting me up a bit. His accent was thicker with sleep, but I could still understand him perfectly.
I nodded slightly, wondering where this was going. Were they going to kick me out? Had I overstayed my welcome in this little slice of heaven? I steeled myself for whatever he was about to say.
“Well, we were thinking…” He said, looking at the ceiling as if trying to figure out how to word his statement. “We would speak to Mr. Triton directly, of course. We could handle any necessary paperwork or negotiations. It wouldn’t be any trouble for you…”
His voice trailed off and my heart skipped a beat. They were going to tell Mr. Triton? I was so going to lose my job if Willard Triton found out that the first time I was saddled with an important client, two important clients, I slept with them both! He was still mulling over his words and I was growing more and more anxious.
“Stop torturing the poor girl,” Sebastian said, stepping from the steamy ba
throom with a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist with the signature gold WT insignia.
I shot Sebastian an inquisitive glance.
“What?” I asked, trying to keep the desperation from my voice. “What is it?”
Sebastian and Frederick exchanged a glance and even Sebastian had to release a small smile.
“We were hoping you would join us on our journey back home,” Sebastian said finally. “We would like to hire you as our new assistant.”
Continued in the next installment:
Playing with Princes
Excerpt:
Chapter One
The familiar red neon sign above my head pinged, alerting the small number of passengers aboard the private jet to fasten their seatbelts in anticipation of landing at Los Angeles International Airport. I clicked the metal buckle into place, drawing the belt tight, and turned to watch our descent from the little oval window. I had spent a great deal of time on this jet in the past month, flying to New York, Paris, Hong Kong, and of course, Amsterdam. I was awestruck by the natural beauty when I’d first toured the Netherlands, where my current bosses cum lovers were considered members of the royal family. Working for a pair of princely brothers had definitely brought me into contact with more cultures, more people, and more headaches than I’d ever encountered working for Willard Triton, despite his own affluent position.
The ground came up to greet us steadily. We were going to be in Los Angeles for the next week or so setting up some contacts with a publishing company the brothers wanted to have a stake in. It was an upstart company with a lot of promise, they’d told me, and they figured the right amount of financial and public support could help get it off the ground. The only issue was that none of the public releases of the company’s name and mission statement had included the name of the current founder and CEO. Somehow, the man or woman behind this company had managed to keep themselves well-hidden from the media, a daunting task for even the most experienced camera-dodging executive.
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