Page 65 of Three's A Crown


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I turn and look over at the man that my fiancé loves more than anything, and it feels wrong that I am here in this position when it should be his.

“Maybe one day if I’m allowed, I could donate an egg to you Greyson so that you and Augustine could have a child together. That all the children could be connected biologically.”

The room falls silent.

“That is a very generous gift, Rosalie,” the prince says, looking over to Greyson.

“Why would you do that?” Greyson asks.

“Because it’s not fair that I am the one wearing the ring, having the wedding, bearing the children, when it should be you,” I tell him.

Greyson’s eyes soften and begin to glisten under the candlelight. “You would give up your child to me?”

I still. That is what would happen when I gave them my egg. At the moment I can say it doesn’t matter, but in ten years’ time after I’ve had my own kids it might.

“It might be hard, not going to lie to you about that, but also we would make gorgeous children,” I say, lightening the mood.

This has the boys laughing.

“This calls for dessert,” Greyson says, getting up from the table and heading out.

“That was a generous gift you gave us,” Augustine says. He reaches out and takes my hand in his before pulling it up to his lips and kissing it.

“The three of us are a family, is the way I see it.”

Augustine stills and those blue eyes focus in on me. “You mean that?”

I nod. “You and him and you and me. Not that there is a you and me, I mean, you know for show purposes,” I say quickly, fumbling over my words.

Augustine smirks as he leans forward. “There was most certainly a you and me in my office earlier.”

I stifle the moan that wants to fall from my lips.

“Are you starting dessert without me?” Greyson ask as he walks in with three plates and sees the prince devouring me with his eyes.

“Before we sample our dessert, we need to discuss things further,” Augustine says as he sits back in his chair and drops my hand. Greyson places the plates of dessert in front of us and it looks to be chocolate mousse, my favorite. “This situation is new to the three of us and lines are going to become blurred between us all, but I’m okay with that.”

Huh.

“What do you mean?” Greyson asks him.

“What I mean is, after watching you devour her pussy like a fucking champion last night, I want to see you do it again and again,” the prince tells his lover.

Oh.

Tingles begin to weave their way up my legs, twisting and turning around my thighs until they hit my center and light it on fire.

“And what do you think about that, princess? Would you like Greyson to devour that pussy again? I bet you would give anything to be able to come right now, won’t you?” Augustine asks as he turns his attention to me.

Words seem to escape me, all my body can think about is Greyson doing what the prince is asking of him. My attention swings between the handsome men. Who wouldn’t want to be devoured by these two? Augustine is asking me a question and he did say earlier that he would fulfil my needs, and this is a need.

“Yes.”

The air in the room changes at my answer. A wide smirk falls across Augustine’s lips and surprise registers on Greyson’s face.

“Good girl,” the prince coos as he stands up and grabs the candelabra that is in the center of the table and moves it to a side table, he then comes back and does the same with the roses, all the while Greyson and I stay in silence watching him.

“Grey, do you trust me?” he asks his lover.

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