Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
My body warms in a way it never has when he gently places his hand on the small of my back. I glance at Jasper when he does and notice the simper on his face. He’s fully embraced sharing me. Both men have.
With the creak of the door, we enter the smaller room, a study. Every nerve ending inside of me buzzes, hoping we can have another sordid moment as we did before we left my castle.
One wall, made entirely of shelves, is filled with books. There’s a large desk, a sitting area, and yet another set of doors leading to the balcony. Prince Jasper nods to his brother, then takes a seat. He gestures toward a loveseat across from him while Casen fetches something from the desk.
He joins me on the loveseat a few moments later and places a portable writing desk between us.
For a minute, he only writes, then passes the slip of paper to me.
I am sorry that I could not answer your questions the night you asked them. If there is anything you wish to know, you may ask, and I will answer.
A smile grows on my lips and I cannot help it. Excitement runs through me. Less of my desire and more of my interest in knowing who these men truly are. I’ve shared secrets with them no one else knows. And I wish to know their secrets as well.
“Are you pleased to have me here?”
Yes, he writes, which does not take long. I never imagined I’d be able to love like this.
His answer makes me blush with the sweetness. I hadn’t counted on him being so romantic given…our scandalous affair.
“I hope…I hope I did not offend you by asking to see your face.”
Prince Casen shrugs. You did not, he writes. It is my face.
“I want to kiss you.”
He smiles a handsome grin. So I get up and stand between his legs. I stroke his hair back from his face and run my fingers down over his scar. Then, finally, I kiss him. I can feel the heat of Prince Jasper’s eyes on me, and that turns me on, desire flooding my body.
It reminds me of the first night in so many ways. A first of sorts that heats my blood. A moment I know I will remember forever.
Jasper
It’s thrilling to watch Cora kiss my brother. Her hands rest on his shoulders and the moment their lips mold against one another, her fingers tighten, digging into him. I love it. Watching her this way. Her long lashes flutter and a blush rises on her cheeks.
She’s stunning, and I will never tire of her beauty nor the sight of her, taken to such places of pleasure by my brother. It surprises me, how infatuated I am by the way she reacts to his touch.
She kisses him without hesitation, without any regard for his scarring, and my cock twitches with need from both the image of her lips on his and the knowledge of what those lips feel like on mine.
For a moment, I don’t interrupt them. I watch my brother begin to lose his composure with a primitive need to take her, and that is not something I imagined he would ever have when he was returned to us after his capture.
Fate is a cruel bitch and yet, she’s provided for me and my brother in a way I could never have imagined. Maybe it was always meant to be this way.
I hold back as he pushes his hands underneath Cora’s skirts, driving them all the way to her waist, and hold back again as he undoes his trousers and frees himself. She glances at me nervously as he kisses down her neck and I nod my head for her to continue. Her lips are parted as soft moans of pleasure leave her, and I’m obsessed with the sight.
There’s a flurry of his clothing being ripped off as they feel each other’s body. I know it’s the first time she’s seeing his chest and chiseled muscles. She licks her lower lip at the sight of his cock and I love it. Details like this I’d never see if not for my brother joining us. The slick sound it makes when she lowers herself down on him pulls a groan from my mouth, and Casen stops fucking her cunt only long enough to look at me over her shoulders.
When I join in at last, I do it slowly. Hands first, exploring her neck and her tits and her nipples under the dress. There’s something about her still being mostly clothed that makes the encounter that much more erotic.
My brother fucks Cora slowly, almost lazily, when I push two of my fingers into her mouth. She sucks on them with abandon, and I nearly think it would be enough—but when she is taking both of us, we must take more care. No matter how much I wish to fuck her recklessly, I imagine this will be…a lot for her to endure. At least the first time.