Page 8 of Refusing the King


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She giggled with her hand over her mouth. “Yeah, good point,” she mumbled as we tiptoed to Stefan’s room. Eve quietly turned the handle on his door. We peeked in and saw Stefan reading a book. His bedside table lamp was on, and it shined across his naked torso. He looked yummy laying there, bedsheet pulled up just below his waist, one hand cocked behind his head while he held a book in his other hand.

Eve knocked lightly on the open door. Stefan looked up and frowned. “What are you doing?”

Eve stepped in first. “Can we come in?”

Stefan shook his head and set the book down beside him. “No.”

Eve skipped in and I shut the door behind me.

“Too late.” She shrugged her shoulders and jumped on his bed. “We’re already here.” Her voice was so funny and playful, it put me in an equally giddy mood. She crawled across his bed in a seductive, yet flirty way.

“Uh, this is not a good idea,” Stefan said in a grouchy tone. “Why are you two in here?”

I smiled and sashayed my way over to the bed. “Isn’t that obvious, honey? Do you want us to show you? Or would you like us to explain it?”

Eve giggled her sexy little laugh. “Oh, I vote for showing.”

That made me giggle, too.

Stefan was the only one—not—in a fun mood. We’d have to change that.

“Hmm, how should we show him?” I asked while I crawled onto the bed beside Eve.

Stefan’s face grew grim. “You ladies need to leave before—” his eyes darted to the closed door, “someone comes in here.”

I turned my head to Eve. “I think a lot of people are going to—come—in here.”

Eve’s head fell back, and she cackled at my joke. “You are so right,” she said and winked at me. “I wonder who’ll be first?” she asked with her eyes open wide.

I looked at Stefan and lowered my voice to sex-kitten tone. “Do you want to be first?” I squeezed my upper arms together, increasing my already large cleavage.

Stefan took immediate note. His eyes dropped to my breasts. He cleared his throat and said, “What are you doing?” He looked at me and then to Eve. “What if Nick and Carlo walk in and see?”

He was visibly agitated, and it made my heart hurt.

I sat down in front of him, my legs underneath me. “They gave us permission.”

His forehead wrinkled, and it was the first time I really noticed the creases on the sides of his eyes. “Why would they do that?” his voice was full of doubt about what I’d just told him.

“She’s right.” Eve walked her fingers cutely up his leg to his thigh—and onto something that was growing hard under the top sheet.

His hand shot out and grasped hers, stopping Eve from going any further. “Why would they agree to both of you coming in here?”

I rubbed his calf through the sheet. “Because they’ll get the same fun time with us, too.”

He stared at me for a moment, and then he looked at Eve. “Is that true?”

She nodded and slipped her hand out of his grip. “Yes. Do you think we’d lie to you?”

I swiveled my head to Stefan and moved up closer to him. “You know we wouldn’t lie to you. Evie and I wanted to come in here and make you feel good.” I set my hand on his bare chest. The wiry hair there tickled my palm. “We miss you.” I fluttered my eyelashes and leaned into him—my breasts grazing his chest. “I had a dream about us last night.” My lips touched his with a light kiss. “You,” I kissed him again, “me,” my tongue slipped out and licked his lower lip, “and Evie. It was so hot, Stefan. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

He let me kiss him harder. Our tongues touched and he moaned.

“Oh, tell us more about your dream.” Eve joined our kiss and I grinned against their lips. “It started like this.” My tongue swept into her mouth, and she sighed. We kissed like that for a minute as we leaned over Stefan. Our breasts touched and it felt so good. I broke the kiss for a second. “And then I did this.” My hands wandered up to Eve’s huge breasts. Her nipples were already hard, and that turned me on even more. “You have the most fantastic breasts.” I palmed both of them and pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger.

“No, your breasts are beautiful. And they’re bigger than mine, too.” Eve’s hands touched my breasts and I sighed. We kissed again and played with each other’s chests. There was no urgency. We just enjoyed our slow, soft movements.

Eve broke our kiss and asked, “Maybe we should ask Stefan what he thinks?”

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