Chapter 17 #2
Snake Vinter—the most cock-hungry motherfucker in the universe—kissed Princess Petal. With tongue. And not just a quick taste. He lingered, like he was starving, and she was a raw steak.
Gunner’s eyes shot to Horatio, who stared, open-mouthed.
“Oh, Snake,” Princess Petal tittered when they finally unlatched.
Snake stroked the nearest breast. “It’s been far too long since I’ve tasted your luscious blood. May I?”
“Yes, please. I’ve longed to feel your fangs sink into my sultry flesh once more.”
Gunner had witnessed some what-the-fuck things in the past few days, but this was the what-the-fuckiest. Snake not only sank his fangs in deep, he fingered her clit while he drank.
Horatio pointed to Snake’s busy hand and mouthed, “Holy. Shit.”
And yet, it was… beautiful. The princess climaxed like a whisper, her body undulating as Snake took her to what was surely pure, unadulterated bliss.
“Blood like the finest champagne.” Snake sat taller, eyes locked onto hers. “Naughty minx. Tell me all your secrets.”
She spoke without hesitation. “Six months ago, I met an old friend of yours named Ormond Caine. Such a dish! Did you know he’s part of the Turk royal family? Anyway, after several dates, he asked me for a favor that involved you, Snake.”
“Did he now? That Ormond, such a character.” His hand went back between her legs. “What sort of favor?”
“He said—ohh, yes Snake, right there—he has a book you’ve been dying to get your hands on, the very one I asked you to steal.”
“The original Kama Sutra? The one he keeps hidden in his bedside table?”
“Yes! You’re so clever, Snake.”
“I am, darling.” He licked the fingers he’d just used on her clit. “Ormond’s tongue has been there. Does he make you happy?”
Princess Petal nodded enthusiastically.
“Good. But if he doesn’t, tell me, and I’ll happily kill him.”
“Silly, Snake. Ormond is your dear friend.”
“Not as dear as you.” He took another sip from her breast. “After I steal the book, what does he have planned for me?”
“He’s going to hide by the grove of Marengo trees. When you walk past, he’ll jump out and scare you. Isn’t that delicious?”
“Yummy. When’s this adorable prank set to happen?”
“Tonight, if possible. He can’t wait to give you the shock of your life.” She giggled. “Such a delightful sense of humor.”
“Here in Petulia, not Turk?”
“Yes. No one in Turk can know.”
“Why?”
“I’m not sure. I do know that I won’t be home this evening. Ormond booked us an overnight at my favorite spa. I think he’s going to propose!” Her eyes sparkled.
“Why would you want to marry? You’re too much woman for one man,” Snake said.
“True. But it would please Mummy and Daddy.”
Snake took her hand. “Look deep into my eyes, darling.”
She stilled, pupils fixed on his.
“I’m erasing parts of your memory. You won’t remember telling me about Ormond’s ruse. But the biting and the orgasms?” Snake smiled. “I don’t want you to forget those. Nod if you submit.”
Princess Petal nodded.
“Good lass.”
Snake snapped his fingers and leaned back, the open briefcase on his lap.
“Everything’s in order, Princess. We’ll fetch the book for you.” Snake shut the briefcase and tucked it under his arm. “Sometime today.”
“Wonderful!” The princess smiled at each of them in turn, lingering longer on Horatio. “It was lovely to see you all.” She winked at Snake. “Especially you. I’m positively floating.”
“My pleasure.”
She jingled a silver bell, and Saul appeared. “Dear, please show these exceedingly handsome gentlemen out.”
Saul bowed. “Yes, Princess.”
At the front entry, Snake removed a crisp bill from his wallet. “Good seeing you again, mate. Here’s a little something for the pub.”
“Thanks, boss. She gave me the night off, so this’ll come in handy.” Saul gave a thumbs up before the giant doors shut behind them.
“Good afternoon—” Snake frowned. “The guards aren’t at their posts.”
“Probably off giving each other head.” Gunner explained what he’d noticed earlier.
Snake perked up. “Twin cocks? Do you think they fuck with both at once?”
“Seriously, Snake?” Horatio threw up his hands. “That’s what you want to talk about? What about the clit rubdown and the memory wipe? I mean, I liked watching it, obviously, because I’ve still got a semi, but what the actual fuck, dude!”
“I knew I’d need to manipulate her for the truth, so a little tickle was the least I could do. Besides, something about her really appeals to me.”
“Her quadruple boobs?” Gunner asked.
Snake rubbed his chin. “I do love big pecs, but bosoms, not so much.”
“You got turned on watching bigfoots fuck, right?” Horatio wiggled a finger at Snake. “I think you have a creature kink.”
“You might be onto something, Horatio. Let’s debrief somewhere else… away from prying eyes and ears.”
They followed Snake to a small clearing amidst the trees. He sat on a rock, face to the sun. “Something smelled off the minute we stepped into the throne room.”
Gunner tilted his head. “But she was in her bed.”
“The bed is her throne. Her horniness puts the rest of us to shame. Anyway, I caught a whiff of someone… familiar. And that someone is—.” Snake put up a hand. “We’re not alone.”
Men’s voices rumbled nearby. Gunner pointed to the right. They crept closer until the sound of skin slapping on skin made them pause.
“I know that sound.” Horatio pushed aside an evergreen, revealing a muscular bare ass thrusting. “Dope!” he hissed.
The auburn soldier was flat on a picnic table, naked from the waist down, legs a V in the air. The blond, fully nude, was humping him with unbridled enthusiasm.
“Blimey! Do you suppose both dicks are up there?” Snake asked loudly.
Without missing a beat, the blond glanced over his shoulder. “If you guys wanna watch, be quiet about it.”
“I’m game if you blokes are,” Snake said.
“Are you kidding?” Horatio said. “I couldn’t tear my eyes from this if you paid me.”
They found a clear view and unfastened their pants. Horatio stood between them, stroking Gunner with one hand and Snake with the other. In return, Gunner and Snake each took hold of his behemoth.
The blond fucked with one cock at a time, alternating as he pleased. The redhead used two fists to wank his own—a glorious blur of motion and flying drops of lube.
“You’re fucking me so good, Skyler.”