Page 50 of Crowned In Sin

“My heart belongs to both of you,” I say, my voice trembling. “That is the truth. I have found pleasure with each of you. I have found companionship as well. I know it is not conventional, but I do not wish to decide between you. I wish to have you both as my husbands.”

Jasper

* * *

For a moment, I cannot make sense of Cora’s words. Both of us? Such a thing is not possible.

Princess Cora is flushed and beautiful by the fire, and faces us with her chin up.

“Both of us,” I repeat. “Both of us in your bed?”

“And as my husbands.” Cora takes a deep breath. “I am to be queen of two kingdoms. I wish to be an honest queen. I do not wish to bed one man and be the wife of another. I do not wish to come between you. If one must be in secret…so be it. But no secrets between us. And a true ceremony is desired.” She blushes harder at the innuendo she has just made. “I have come to know you both, as much as I can in such a short time, and I know what you mean to each other. If you will accept it, I would have you both.”

I turn to my brother. Casen looks at Cora for a moment longer, then turns to face me. I can tell that he does not trust this good fortune.

“I’m sorry, Casen,” I murmur, and offer him my hand.

He puts his hand to his chest, silently offering his own apology, then clasps my hand back. I do not know which one of us pulls the other in for an embrace, but we do. The hug is short-lived, but the healing in the gesture is not. We do not need to speak the mutual understanding aloud. If this is what the princess wants, she shall get it.

“Now please,” Cora says. “Please, come to me. I can’t stand it any longer.” Her small plea is spoken with a touch of playfulness. One I’ve come to fall weak for.

She is ours.

I know what we have just agreed to, but as Casen and I cross the sitting room to Cora, it does not feel that it can possibly be this simple. It is only a matter of steps, but all the while I wait for Cora to laugh or perhaps change her mind.

She does not. The princess holds her arms out to both of us, and we wrap our arms around her, standing together for a few moments, saying nothing.

It is Casen who takes her chin in his hand and tips her face up for a kiss—but not to himself.

To me.

Then I thread my fingers through Cora’s hair and kiss her deeply. Her lips mold to mine and the small hum of devotion is everything I’ve needed in the past few hours.

Her body melts against mine, though I can feel herself press against Casen.

When Cora comes up for breath, Casen takes his turn.

My body is beginning to get over the shock of what’s happened. My cock hardens, and when Cora looks up at me again, I can see the same desire written on her face.

Quickly enough, we have removed her outer gown, and the three of us sink to the soft rug before the fire.

Casen

* * *

We don’t have time to give Princess Cora all the pleasure she desires. That is my only regret. As she kisses me, then turns to my brother, already panting, I am too lost in this victory.

I do not know how it is three people can be wed. I only know that if Princess Cora wishes it to be done, then it will be. It also feels as if this is what the Fates have planned for us. Why else would our entanglement have occurred?

I was not rejected.

Neither was Jasper.

And we both have fallen for her. I do not mind being wed in secret. But not from my brother.

It’s a strange feeling, that neither of the things I anticipated have come to pass. I had thought one of us would win, and one of us would lose. Now, on the rug with Cora, I’m beginning to see that there is yet another way.

I kiss the princess while Jasper slides his hand up her linen underdress. Her soft lips mold to mine. I part them gently with my tongue and enjoy the warmth of her mouth as I listen to my brother ensure she’s ready to take the both of us.