Gavin
Never did I expect watching the woman I love getting fucked by one of her other men would be as erotic as it was.
Paxton surged up into her, thrusting deep and hard, making her cry out in pleasure.
Cassarah reached out and took me in her hand, running it from base to tip and back down again, squeezing just on the verge of too tight.
When Paxton released her mouth, he sat back and swirled his hips, the action making her back arch. While I enjoyed her touch on me, now that I knew what her mouth felt like, I craved it like an addicted man questing after his next fix.
Grabbing her jaw, I turned her back to face me. “Open up for me, love.”
Heat simmered in her amber eyes as she did just that, sucking me down until her lips touched the base.
Her tongue flicked, teasing me as she slowly pulled back.
Reaching the tip, she grabbed the root of my cock and worked it in conjunction with her mouth.
My breathing became irregular as my balls tightened, warning me that I was dangerously close to finishing.
Glancing over at Paxton, I could see the sweat on his brow as he pumped into her.
He met my gaze, and I could tell he was also closer than he would like to be so quickly.
While our woman might not have had much practice in the act of sex, she was clearly a fast study, just as she was with everything else.
“Look what you do to us, love. We’ve barely even started, and both of us are struggling to hold out,” I said, caressing her face as I thrust deeper into her throat.
“If you ever doubt whether or not you have bewitched our mind, body, or spirit, remember this moment. A moment where you bring two men to their knees with the simplest touch.”
This seemed to spur her on even more, wrapping her legs around Paxton’s waist and pulling him in closer as she gulped me down, humming.
That did it for me, and with a growl, I came, spurting into her mouth without warning, and she took it all.
Soon to follow was Paxton roaring his release as he bucked inside her, doing just as he promised and filling her with his seed.
Seconds later, she was moaning out her release, reassuring me she got just as much enjoyment as we did.
Drained and unable to hold myself up any longer, I crumbled beside her as Paxton was recovering, laying on her chest. The only sound in the room was heavy breathing and pounding hearts as we all returned to our senses.
Part of me wondered if we should ask if she was doing anything to prevent a child, yet on the other hand, I would love nothing more than to have a child with her, to see her belly growing with a life we created together.
These men I’ve come to consider brothers would all be excellent fathers, and I hoped one day we each had our own with her.
Of course, seeing that we were on the eve of battle, it might not be the best option, but it would be a reality one day.
A knock came at the door, and Paxton swore, rolling off Cassarah, grabbing the sheet and pulling it over her body.
“Enter,” I called, not caring to hide. My bet was it was one of the other guys who’d waited for us to finish.
Zan entered the room, his cheeks slightly pink with embarrassment. “Ah, I was sent to check in and remind you that you’re set to have breakfast with King Thomas and Queen Catharine.”
“Did you draw the short straw, or was it because you’re blind and Ezzu isn’t with you, so you wouldn’t see anything embarrassing?” Paxton asked, lounging on the bed, hands tucked behind his head.
Zan frowned, confused by this question. “Why would any of us be worried about seeing anything indecent? At some point, all of us will be right where you are now. I just didn’t want to rush for fear of cutting things short before Cassarah could finish.”
“Huh, welp, you can’t be right all the time. Glad to hear you’re not a prude or anything. I’d thought for sure one of us would be. To be honest, my money was on Gavin, but clearly that’s not the case,” Paxton mused aloud as he hopped out of bed and started to get dressed.
While I wanted to be offended that he thought I would be a prude, I could see why.
Being raised as the crown prince meant I had to keep a certain persona going.
The people expected their future ruler to act a certain way, and I gave it to them.
The freedom I felt now that I’m working alongside Cassarah was the best gift I could have ever been given.
This woman came out of nowhere, and it was only by chance that I met her for the first time at the castle since mother was busy.
I’d assumed it was my Birthright that made her so easy to talk to, but I don’t think that was the only reason.
She had an openness to those around her and wanted people to get to know her, unlike so many rulers.
Everything she was fighting for was so her people could be free to live their lives how they always have.
As queen, she wanted to walk alongside them instead of walking on top of them, bending them to her will.
Zan cleared his throat, bringing me back to the present. “Cassarah, do you want me to tell them you’re running a little late? I don’t want to assume things have ended for you if you need to ah… continue where you left off.”
Cassarah smiled and took the robe from Paxton, wrapping it around her before getting out of bed. Walking over to Zan, she placed a hand on his arm so he knew she was there, then kissed his cheek. “No, I believe those two couldn’t handle continuing.”
I gaped at her, shocked to hear such language coming from her.
“Is that so, love?” I asked, hopping out of bed and coming up behind her, snaking my hand under her robe and slipping my fingers into her.
“Are you telling us that you aren’t satisfied?
Zan is here, and I’m sure if you asked him, he would help us tend to your needs,” I taunted, letting my fingers slide in and out of her as my thumb flicked over her clit.
She let out a gasp of surprise followed by a moan as she leaned her head back onto my shoulder.
With my free hand, I pulled open the robe, exposing her breasts.
Then I grabbed Zan’s wrist and placed his hand on one.
“By the sounds of it, I don’t think she’s been fully taken care of.
What do you say, Zan, up for a little tag team effort? ”
“We don’t have time,” she commented, but I could tell there wasn’t much urgency in her voice as Zan now had both hands on her.
“You’re the queen, my star,” Zan whispered, stepping closer to kiss up her neck. “You’re never late, always arriving when you choose to.”
I nipped at her ear, catching her attention. “Tell me what you want. Do you want me to keep using my fingers, or do you need something more?”
“More,” she groaned, reaching out to fist Zan’s shirt. I swept off her robe and lifted her left leg, revealing her opening to me.
Trusting that Zan had her steadied, I guided myself into her and wrapped my hand on her hip for leverage. I pumped into her, gliding in and out with ease since Paxton’s seed was still dripping from her.
It reminded me of my previous thoughts. “Do you want me to fill you like Pax did? Claim you as mine in the hopes you bear my child?”
“I won’t,” she panted. “I’m drinking a tonic to prevent it.”
“That works for now, but when this battle is over, that ends, Cassarah. Each of us will fulfill your need and ravage your body as you scream out your pleasure until one of us makes you round with child. Just know that I want my own with you, and I believe the others will be of the same mindset,” I warned, rocking my hips to thrust my cock even deeper.
“Until then, we will just keep reminding you each time we fuck you that you are ours as much as we are yours.”
My words seemed to be turning her on as much as what Zan and I were doing to her.
I picked up speed, knowing that as much as we wanted to spend all day with her in bed, we had important matters to deal with.
Surprising me, Zan dropped to his knees, and Cassarah dug her fingers into his hair, pulling him so his face was up in her core.
As I moved, I could feel him working her with his tongue, and I faltered for a moment.
While I knew some men sought each other’s company, I had no desire for anyone other than Cassarah. Sensing my hesitation, Zan pulled back and tipped his head in my general direction. “I’m only interested in her pleasure, nothing more.”
Set at ease with that statement, I went back to work, and whatever Zan was doing was speeding her to the finish line fast. Her walls clamped around me like a vice, making me grunt and work harder to keep up my pace.
When she exploded around my cock, I lost it, biting into her shoulder as I came to completion within her.
With short thrusts and grunts to accompany it, I let her drain me, knowing one day I would have her bear our child.
Her body shook as I slipped out of her, the seed I’d filled her with starting to dribble down her leg.
Thankfully, Zan stood and took her from me since I wasn’t much better off than she was.
My legs felt like I was on a boat, and I managed to stumble back a few steps and flop onto the bed.
If I’d thought her mouth did magical things to me, I’d been severely wrong about that.
While I’d never turn down an offer for her to take me in her mouth again, fucking her would easily become an addiction.
“Playtime is over,” Becka’s voice rang out just before a cold, wet rag plopped on my chest. “Time to get cleaned up and get real work done. I thought I was safe sending Zan in, but the pheromones in this room must have been too much for him.”
Sitting up on my elbows, I looked at her moving about the room, picking out a dress and other items for Cassarah to wear. “I didn’t realize we were on such friendly terms, Becka, for you to freely move about the room while I’m naked.”
Becka rolled her eyes. “Seriously, it’s not like I haven’t seen a cock before, and at the rate you guys are going at it, I’m sure to see more. Chop, chop… no rest for the royalty. You should know this. We have lots to do starting out with… is your aunt under the Lost King’s control.”
“Trust me, that is one matter I wouldn’t forget about,” I muttered as I left Cassarah’s room and headed to mine.