His voice hard, Richard asks, “Did you force her?”
Force?How can someone be forced into having sex?A good brownie always wants sex, and a good brownie never says no.Even when I was trying to kill Richard, I was still up for having sex.
I shift on my throne, a heaviness starting to fill my belly.I don’t understand these people and their weird rules.
But I’m determined to be a good queen, I decide.I’ll be a good wife too.One Richard can count on to help ease the burden I often see in his eyes.Squeezing his hand, I try to follow the conversation.
“No, Your Majesty.”The man shakes his head.“It wasn’t like that.It was –”
“It was exactly like that!”his partner snarls, rounding on him.
“Stop making me sound like a creep,” the man says in exasperation.“I just asked –”
“You said, ‘Oh, look, honey.I got you a gift.’And when I said I didn’t want her, you –”
“Shewasa gift.If you’d just let me explain –”
“Oh, fuck off with that!She was for you!”
Oh, bugger.I’m not following anything.
“Enough.”Richard’s voice, soft yet hard, quiets them instantly.“You” –he nods at the man– “tell us your side.”
Glancing at his wife, he breathes out slowly.“During our engagement, she told me it upset her that I never thought about her, that even though ours was an arranged marriage, she wanted me to at least pretend that I cared for her.”
“Tocare,” the woman spits, “not to go fuck the officiant on the altar and ask me to join.”
“It is not your turn to speak,” Richard says just as softly as before.
Paling, the woman nods sharply.
“Continue,” my king says, tilting his head at the man.
“I didn’t fuck her on the altar,” he denies, his eyes on his wife.Although exasperated and tired, they are still lit with passion.With a desire to be heard.“She undressed while saying some very suggestive things.But when she reached for me, I pushed her off because I only wanted her to join us in a threesome.”
“Do you wish to press charges against her?”Richard asks.
My brows furrow tighter.Charges for what?
“No, she didn’t assault me,” the man says.“There was a miscommunication.She thought I was asking for myself when I was asking for my wife.”
Oh thank gods.Finally, I understand.
My eyes land on the woman with glee.She is so lucky.Well, not as lucky as me given I’ve found someone who actually knows what he’s doing, but she’s lucky enough to have found a man who’s at least trying to please her.A grin splitting my face, I nodvigorously.“You were outsourcing your duties as husband.Smart.”
Richard coughs beside me.Jace cackles loudly from his position by the doors.The other guards in attendance are better athiding their snickers but not by much.
“See, Kait?The queen understands it,” the man says, ignoring the fact that Jace is now starting to howl.“Why can’t you?”
“Because you didn’t suggest a MFM threesome, Kyle!”she explodes.“You picked another woman.”
“Well, duh,” he shoots back.“The whole point of it was to get you an orgasm.If I’d asked a man,you would’vejustbeen disappointed twice!”
She opens her mouth, then closes it again.Jace’s cackling turns into coughing.Turning from her, the man runs his fingers through his hair and pulls at his scalp.
“Are you serious?”Jace scoffs once he manages to catch his breath.“Don’t drag us all into your shitty inability to please a lady.”
Raising my free hand to my lips, I giggle genuinely.The tension inside me eases.Sex – nowthatI understand better than any frog.“Do you find him lacking because he doesn’t last long” –like Karl– “or because he doesn’t know what he is doing?”Also like Karl.
