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Chapter Twenty-Three
Isadora
I sit at the head of the table in the grand dining room. Vincent is seated to my right and Nathan to my left. This dinner is the final event in my week-long coronation. I’m officially queen. I’ve shaken hands with a seemingly endless stream of diplomats and well wishers. I’ve smiled politely and said all the proper things. This is the last of the public events and then I’ll actually be able to get to work.
I want to do so much for my country, and with Nathan and Vincent by my side I feel like I can do anything. I feel like the luckiest woman alive. I never thought I’d find one man who was perfect for me let alone two. Finally the dessert is arriving. One more course and then this will be over, and I can drag the two of them off to the gardens or the conservatory, or anywhere, just so long as I can have them. I would even let them take me right here on the table in front of all of our guests. I feel myself start to get wet at the thought and shift in my seat.
“You look a little flushed, Isadora?” Nathan says in a tone that only Vincent and I can hear. “Are you okay?”
“Well, coronations aren’t the most exciting thing,” Vincent says “Her mind must be wandering.”
“I agree, Vincent, weddings are much more entertaining. Maybe we should have added a bedding ceremony to the coronation.”
Vincent laughs. “People still haven’t stopped talking about the last one.”
“Quiet, both of you,” I say. “I certainly don’t need to be thinking about bedding ceremonies.”
“Well, what were you thinking about before, Isadora?” Nathan asks
“Yes, do tell us,” Vincent says, leaning over and brushing his fingers against my thigh. A shiver runs up my spine.
“I was thinking about all the wicked things I’m going to do to the two of you when this ceremonial dinner is over.”
“Oh,” says Vincent, “I can make everyone leave right now.”
“Oh, come now, Vincent, you know she’d prefer it if they all stayed to watch.”
They laugh, and I can’t help but smile. Perhaps this is a fairy tale after all.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Isadora
We are on the terrace of the drawing room and I can’t stop thinking of black lilies and gloriosas. I feel so much closer to Nathan and Vincent. I feel satisfied, complete, whole. I want to be at peace with everything beautiful in the world because I’m so happy now. The coronation ceremonies are finally over, no more dinners and events, and I’m still somehow adjusting to the fact that I’m now a queen and not a princess. What can I say, I’ve been distracted by two incredible men…and now it is my turn to distract them.
“What…” I hear Nathan stop mid sentence when he sees what I’m wearing. Which isn’t much, mind you. Just a crown and my kitten heels. I mean why bother with anything else – I know where this is going to lead? And it feels so good to roam around naked. Clothes are so restricting. I should do this more often! And what would it be like to see Nathan walk around naked? That would be so adorable.
I just want the smell of them on me, that’s all I want to wear.
Nathan approaches me, pressing his hard body against my back and wrapping his strong, protective arms around me.
He starts kissing me on the neck, as I look out at the garden.
I see Vincent there, walking up. He has a cute little strut as he comes towards the castle. I watch him as Nathan takes me from behind and his cock plummets into me. I’m very wet, and soft from a shower.
“Oh…” he moans. He is touching my breasts, his arms wrapped around me. Then he pulls out and turns me around.
“Do you trust me?” he asks.
“Of course.”
He gently runs his hand along my face and we gaze into each other’s eyes.
“Good.” He picks me up and sets me down on the balcony. Behind me is a 40 foot drop into the garden – the pathway made of cobblestones. If he lets me go, I could fall to my death.
“I gotcha, sweet Isadora,” he assures me.
His hands stay stationed to my hips and he glides himself up inside of me and every inch brings immense pleasure. My bottom is against the granite surface of the balcony, and it’s surprisingly smooth. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his around my back and thrusts up some more.
He kisses my neck and my shoulder and keeps pushing himself into me. I’m close to my first orgasm of many as Vincent walks out to the terrace and studies us. Behind us, night has lit up with the many lights around the castle’s property, and lightning bugs, and a few paper lanterns along the garden.
