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The Prince’s Plaything

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by Erin Fae Ryan

“This is too easy,” Castor chuckles. “Fucking virgins.”

“Not quite,” I remind him under my breath.

Then again, I don’t know if what I did to her this morning technically counts as me taking her virtue. Having my scent inside her all day certainly satisfied a more primal part of me. But I don’t feel satisfied. Not even close. And I know I won’t until she’s taken every inch of me inside her hot sex at least a dozen more times.

Stroking her clit, I curl my fingers against her walls. She’s practically vibrating with need. Her toes are curled, and I can tell from her white knuckle grip on Castor’s biceps that she’s close.

But I don’t want her to finish. Not by my hand. The thought of Castor stretching her virgin arse while I toy with her pussy is just too tempting.

When she’s heartbeats away from finishing, I swipe my hand away.

“No! Come back,” she groans.

Smirking, I bring my glistening fingers to my lips. As I taste her, I can’t help but sigh. She’s fucking heavenly. “Your turn,” I bark at Castor, who doesn’t hesitate to twist Eden around so she’s straddling his thighs.

He grins at me before taking one of her nipples into his mouth. When her back arches, he cups her sex, pressing two fingers inside of her.

“Castor,” she moans. Jealousy flares in my chest.

Kneeling beside her, I tilt her head towards mine, claiming her with my mouth. “Let him play with you, but think only of me.” I kiss her deep enough to make her moan. “Say my name, Eden. Tell us who you belong to.”

“Lux,” she sighs, grinding her hips against my brother’s hand.

“That’s it…” I kiss her as she shudders. “Say it again. Tell me who has your heart.”

“I…” She squirms against Castor’s hand. “I…”

“Say my name!” I growl.

“Lux!” she cries out, throwing her head back. Moans rock over her until her body goes limp and I have to steady her by her waist. The second she catches her breath, I kiss her again, lifting her off my brother’s lap and pressing her against my bed.

Rolling my hips against hers, I kiss her hard. “You came on my brother’s hand. Now I think it’s time you return the favour, sweet girl.” I deepen the kiss while the metal of his belt buckle thunks against the floor behind us.

Eden whimpers, but I pull her up again and force her onto all-fours before she can argue.

“If you relax, this will feel really good for you,” I tell her while Castor positions himself behind her. Jealousy prickles inside me again, but I swallow it down. She’s still mine. It’ll be my bed that she sleeps in tonight after I fill her with my seed again. And when I get her pregnant, it’ll be my child inside her swollen belly.

“How am I supposed to relax?” she pants. “Lux please, I don’t think I can take this anymore.”

“Hush.” I press a finger to her lips. “Don’t you want Castor to complete your dare?”

Panic crosses her gaze while her cheeks flush. She’s enjoying this, even if she doesn’t want to be.

“Look at me, Eden.” I tilt her chin up to face me. “Such a good girl.” Pushing her up slowly, my fingers tease her clit.

She moans, grasping my arms. But that moan turns to a scream when Castor thrusts into her forbidden hole.

“Ah!” she yelps, but my kiss captures the sound.

“So fucking tight,” Castor hisses, grabbing her hips.

“You’re doing so well, Eden,” I whisper against her lips. “So fucking good.”

Her hands grab my shoulders tight enough to bruise, but I smile through the pain. She needs me. Even while he’s buried deep in her rear she needs me.

“Look at you,” I chuckle before addressing Castor, “I think our little princess slut is enjoying her arse being filled.”

“I knew she would,” he laughs. “Make sure you start plugging her later if she’s bad.” His hooded eyes glint. “Or… if she’s good.”