I could feel Cade move off the couch onto the floor, his hands skimming my back down to cup my ass. Fingers pushed lower and I moaned as I felt them tease over my pussy. His lips kissed and nibbled up my back, until he pulled me away from Caspian and twisted me around to kiss my lips.
“Last chance, Princess,” he growled. “We’re not going to hold back here.”
“We won’t be able to,” Caspian groaned.
“Don’t,” I whispered.
“You’re saying that, but I think you need to understand—”
“I want it all.”
“You’re going to get all of it,” Cade moaned into my ear, making me shiver. “But you need to know something.”
I turned, my eyes meeting his.
Cade shook his head. “We’re not into the one-night thing. We want you right now because we want you, not just this,” he whispered. “We do this, and it’s not just for tonight. We need you to think about that.”
I shook my head.
“I don’t have to think about it.”
And I knew it was true. I knew I’d never even have left the ballroom with them if I didn’t know it was true. Because the truth of it was, I’d felt the spark the second they’d laid eyes on me. I’d been confused, because I’d convinced myself a while ago that what I’d felt when I saw them wasn’t real, and couldn’t ever be real.
But I’d felt it. That real, tangible, body-tingling, heart-pulling spark. Somehow, these two were everything I hadn’t been looking for. Which was insane, but there it was. Kissing me, touching me, and showing me it all.
And I wanted it all, with them.
Caspian pulled me back, groaning as he stroked his thick cock. I whimpered, my eyes landing on his enormous girth pulsing right in front of my lips.
“Open your mouth, Princess.”
I moaned as I did, feeling his cock head slip over my lips. His pre-cum left a salty trail across them, and I moaned as I pushed my tongue out, swirling it over his head and my lips, taking him. He groaned, moving his hand away as mine took over, my small fingers not even touching around his thick shaft as I stroked him with both hands.
I lapped at his head, bringing my tongue down the underside of him and letting just the tip tease over his big dick. He yanked his shirt off, practically tearing the buttons and shredding the tie as he yanked them off his arms and flung them over the back of the couch.
“Just like that, Princess,” he growled, throwing his head back, his hands slipping into my hair. He moved me lower, and lower, until I gasped as my lips slipped over his big, heavy balls.
All of this was new to me, but from the masculine sounds coming from his perfect lips, and the way his ab muscles rippled so tightly, I knew I was doing something right. I parted my lips, suckling on his heavy sack and tonguing him, making him growl and making my own desire spike through me.
I felt Cade’s hands on me, teasing me, slipping down my sides and my hips to my ass. His palm came down with crack, slapping my ass and making me cry out as I licked at Caspian’s balls. His big hands moved to my ass, holding it tightly and spreading me wide.
“Spread your legs, baby,” he purred.
I whimpered as I did, scooching my knees farther apart and gasping as his hand dipped between my thighs. His fingers ran over my seam, spreading my lips and easing a thumb inside. I groaned, moving my mouth back up Caspian’s thick shaft to suck on the head. My hand stroked him while the other cupped his heavy balls.
I suddenly whimpered as I felt Cade’s tongue slip over my thigh, and then suddenly move to my asshole again.
God this was so dirty, and I loved it. This was so far beyond anything I’d ever even imagined sex could be, and I loved every single second of it. I loved that this was out of my element. I loved that this was shattering my “old-fashioned” sensibilities in the most amazing way.
And yet, it wasn’t. It wasn’t changing who I was, or how I thought about things like this. This wasn’t just tonight, they’d meant that, and I knew it. This wasn’t just throwing it away and having one fun night.
Of course, I didn’t really know what more than that mean when it came to two men. I didn’t want to think about the possibility of coming between them, or them making me “choose.”
But something told me I wouldn’t have to.
It was insane, and nothing I could even conceive of, but I did want both of them. I wanted Cade and I wanted Caspian, together as one package deal. Maybe that’s why I’d never found my prince charming. Maybe I’d only been looking for one, when the reason it never felt right was that there was a second missing?