Page 55 of Three's A Crown


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“For the moment that may be true, but I’m not sure how I’ll feel in a year’s time.”

“That might complicate things between you and Greyson.”

“Yeah, it might,” he answers, staring up at me as his knuckle runs along my slit. “Have you always been a naughty little princess?”

“Yep.” I let the ‘P’ pop between my lips. “I’m not like the other princesses; I think my tastes are different.”

“How so?” he asks, giving me a curious look.

“You want to know what my tastes are?” Not sure if I’m willing to confess the things that I would like done to me.

“Your secrets are safe with me,” the prince reassures me as he slides his knuckle through my slit again, pulling a moan from my lips.

“You might have second thoughts?”

The prince raises a brow as his hand stops between my thighs. “Try me, Rosalie.”

Biting my lip, this man is my soon-to-be husband, we are meant to be spending the rest of our lives together. If I can’t tell him what I like than who can I tell?

Sucking in a deep breath, I steady myself before sharing my inner thoughts. “I like being choked, spanked, tied up, used, by one or more people. I like being someone’s personal fuck toy, always ready to be filled. I like someone watching me being used too.”

“Fuck,” Augustine hisses.

See, I knew it would be too much, I shouldn’t have said anything. I try to close my legs, but the prince stops me.

“What do you think you are doing?”

My eyes widen at his question. “I disgust you.”

“What part of my hand between your thighs makes you think that I’m disgusted by what you’ve told me?” he asks.

I’m unable to get any words out as I try to work out what he means.

“You think good little princesses can’t also be naughty little sluts?” he asks.

Biting my lip, I nod.

“You think because my ring is on your finger that I can’t use you like my own fuck toy? Filling your cunt up till it’s spilling over those delicious pink lips. That I won’t shove my cock down your throat till tears are streaming down your cheeks and you are begging me to take everything that I’m giving you. You don’t think I’ll tie you to the bed and make you watch me fuck Greyson, while he is eating you out and me not allowing you to come?”

My thighs tighten around his hand at his deliciously filthy words, I had no idea the prince had a mouth on him like that. He twists his hand so that his thumb is sliding across my clit as he pulls a moan from my lips. My body tingles with the images of the things he is promising to do to me.

“You have no idea the thoughts running through my mind, Rosalie.” he smirks, sinking a finger into me. “So, fucking wet for me. Your greedy cunt is always ready to be filled by a cock or two, isn’t that right, princess?”

I nod as his thick fingers begin to work me over, my breath is shaky, my cheeks are hot, the room around me begins to disappear, and all I can concentrate on is the orgasm that is beginning to build deep inside of me. It’s been too long since someone has fucked me the way I’ve needed them to and the way the prince is working me over it looks like he’s the man to do it.

“Yes,” I moan.

“That’s right, tighten that pussy around my fingers, greedy thing, aren't you?” He coos as his fingers continue to slide easily between my folds.

I close my eyes and let my head fall back as he continues to work me over until he suddenly pulls his fingers from me, making me groan, just as I’m riding the wave and waiting to crash over the edge. That was cruel.

“I’m not ready for you to come yet,” he says, licking his fingers clean of me.

“I was so close,” I whine as my hand begins to slide between my thighs, ready to finish myself off.

Augustine’s hand reaches out and halts me, his fingers wrapping around my wrist. “Don’t you fucking dare finish yourself off.” He glares at me. “I want you to stay like that until I’ve spoken to Greyson.”

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