Royally Claimed (The Triple Crown Club Book 2) Page 6

  I let my breath out.

  Close one.

  I wasn’t sure what would happen if they did see me here, but something told me there’d be problems being as they’d given me that weird bracelet and I was here with Killian, Dean, and Jace.

  This place had some weird rules.

  I turned, when the blonde girl stopped me with a gentle hand on my arm.

  “Oh, honey.” She nodded at the top of my head. “Your—” she smiled, leaning close.

  “Your wig, honey.”

  I went scarlet, tensing up as my hand shot to my wig.

  “Oh, God…”

  “Oh please,” she laughed moving close and lifting the edge of her own blonde hair to reveal dark brown with streaks of purple underneath.

  “I wear a disguise when I come here too,” she winked at me behind her mask. “A lot of girls do. Hell, it’s fun to be someone else in a place like this, isn’t it?”

  I grinned, still blushing, and I nodded.

  “There’s a more private bathroom upstairs, hon.”

  “Thank you,” I whispered, smiling at her.

  I yanked the wig off, stuffing it in my clutch as I made my way around the corner, and I was headed for the stairs when my stomach dropped.

  Carl was standing near a doorway, champagne in his hand as he scanned the room, his mean eyes narrowed. His back was to me though, and so, blood roaring in my ears, I made a break for it. I darted up the stairs, not breathing until I was around the corner at the top.

  There was a ladies room marked and I ducked into it. And my pulse was just coming down when the door slammed open behind.

  I almost screamed as I jerked my head around when I froze instead. Our eyes locked, and both of us gasped in surprise at the same time.

  “Anya?!”

  My cousin Julia stared at me in shock.

  I cringed.

  Great, my cousin just walked in on me in a sex club.

  At least she hadn’t seen me fifteen minutes before.

  “Jules?!”

  Both of us gasped, our eyes wide behind the makes.

  “What— I mean how?!” My jaw dropped, the last person I could imagine being here standing in front of me

  A few weeks before, I’d used my ins with the palace to set Julia up with a job interview for the open PA position with Prince Snow of North Revania — a neighboring country to Berne. She’d aced the interview and gotten the job, and her first day had been a couple days ago. But, we’d both been too busy to talk besides a quick few texts since she’d started.

  And now here she was standing in front of me in the bathroom at the Triple Crown Club.

  I grabbed her hand and yanked her inside before ducking out and looking around. No sign of Carl having followed me, but I quickly shut the door and locked it. I whirled back to my cousin, taking my mask off. She did the same.

  “Jules, what the hell are you doing here?”

  “I could ask you the same!”

  I blushed bright red. “I— I’m just…”

  I swallowed, biting my lip nervously,

  “Jules, you can’t tell anyone about this.”

  “You think,” she laughed sarcastically before looking at me curiously.

  “Hey,” she said, her face turning tender. “I’m not telling a freaking soul about this. Trust me, this is just as insane for me.”

  I glanced at the door, part of me freaking out like Carl was going to come crashing through it.

  “It’s more than that,” I said with a small shiver. This whole “claimed“ thing was freaking me out.

  “Anya, what’s wrong?”

  “Nothing, I just…” I shook my head “I should go.”

  “Hey, hang on,” Julia caught my arm. “Are you in some kind of trouble?”

  Maybe.

  Me being here in this sort of place was bad enough, especially considering that I worked intimately with the royal family of Berne. I mean a scandal like this could do terrible things if it blew back on Adele.

  I didn’t say anything, but Jules’s face softened.

  “Look, Anya, the guys I’m here with — they’re powerful, and they can—”

  I barked out a brittle laugh.

  “Help me?” I rolled her eyes. “Jules, apparently all the guys here are powerful, and rich, and have all sorts of influence.”

  I sighed, pinching my nose.

  “Sorry, I’m not trying to freak you out. I really am fine. There’s just this situation I’m trying to avoid.”

  “We can go right now,” Jules said quietly. “You’re family, Anya. If you’re in trouble, we can go.”

  I grinned, winking at her.

  “You don’t really want to go right now.”

  “I would, and I will if you’re in trouble.”

  I pulled her into a hug, smiling into her shoulder.

  “This is why you’re my favorite cousin.”

  “I’m your only cousin,” she giggled back.

  “I’m really okay, Jules. There’s just—” I signed. “My being here is maybe a tiny bit more complicated than you being here.”

  “Wanna bet?”

  Yup.

  “Yes.”

  Julia had only been working for a prince for a few days. I’d been working for the White family my entire life. I knew how bad this could be if it got ugly, or got out.

  “Anya, if you’re in trouble, we’re getting out of here right now.”

  “If I need an escape, I’ll find you.” I smiled. “I’m okay, Jules.”

  She finally nodded.

  “I’d ask how you managed to find yourself in this place, but...” I winked, shaking my head at her. I thought of what my guys had told me about this place and it’s members all being royalty. The thought of how she found her way here suddenly felt even more scandalous if what I was thinking was right — especially since Prince Snow was her boss.

  “I’m betting it has something to do with your new job at a certain Prince’s offices?”

  I was about to crack a joke when she moved, and suddenly the low light of the room caught her wrist. I glanced down, my body tensing as I saw it.

  A bracelet.

  The exact same bracelet.

  Julia was taken.

  “Taken, I see?” I said quietly

  She blushed before noticing the cold look on my face.

  “Anya are you sure everything's okay?”

  I nodded. “You?”

  “Yeah, I’m just…” She laughed nervously. “This place is overwhelming.”

  If you’d only seen me 15 minutes ago…

  “Yeah, tell me about it. I’ve heard about this before — you know, just whispers and rumors around Berne, but being here…” I whistled. “It’s a little crazy isn’t it?”

  Julia nodded, her eyes wide.

  “Should we maybe get back out there instead of hanging out in the ladies room all night?”

  “Probably.” She gave me a final look. “You’re sure you’re okay?”

  “I will be,” I said quietly

  As soon as I got back to my three princes.

  The ones who made me feel safe. And whole. The ones I couldn’t stop thinking about. The ones I wanted more of.

  We both put our masks on and headed back downstairs to the party.

  “I’ve got someone I need to find,” I whispered, nudging her and glancing at her wrist. “Go find your dates.”

  “Can we talk later?”

  “Maybe.” I grinned. “Have fun.”

  I waited until she was out of sight to quickly dart up the stairs again and slip the wig back on in the bathroom mirror. Then it was time to find my men and figure out how the hell to tell them I was feeling probably more than I should for them.

  Chapter 11

  Anya

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah,” I grinned, biting my lip as I sank back onto the couch, this time laying on Jace’s lap with my legs over Killian and Dean.

  I thought about telling them abo
ut the guys I’d seen, but I held back. I guess it was because I didn’t want to cause drama, especially since drama at this place was apparently a real no-no.

  Jace’s hand cupped my chin, and he pulled me around to kiss me slowly. I melted into it, my whole body tingling as he pulled away.

  “What was that for?” I said quietly.

  “I missed you.”

  Something fluttered through me. God what was I doing, falling for princes who were taking me to a sex club?

  All three of them?

  I shook my head, but he didn’t. Killian didn’t either as he moved in to kiss me slowly.

  “I’m glad you’re here.”

  “Me too,” I whispered.

  Jace pulled me close, tilting my chin up and kissing me again, and I felt Dean’s hands moving up my calves. I pulled away from Jace, looking over at him.

  “Want to get out of here?”

  I frowned. I didn’t want to go home. I didn’t want this insane night to end, actually.

  “Oh, I—”

  “No,” Dean smiled, shaking his head as if reading my thoughts. “I meant do you want to get out of here and come with us.”

  Oh.

  I blushed, biting my lip.

  “Nothing you don’t want to do, beautiful,” Jace murmured in my ear. “But if you want to see where this—”

  “Yes,” I whispered, nodding my head eagerly. “Yes, I do.”

  Outside a few minutes later, we were waiting for their car to pull around in the balmy summer night air.

  “There’s something about you, you know,” Dean said quietly, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

  I smiled, the heat creeping through me.

  “And here I was thinking there was something about you guys.”

  “Maybe there’s something about all of us,” Jace said, moving against my front. “Maybe we’re all a little confused by this, but maybe none of us want to stop figuring out what this is.”

  My breath caught as my heart flipped in my chest.

  “I want to find out,” I whispered. “I do, really, But, look, you’re princes. You’re royalty, and I’m not. And I don’t know what this is, but—”

  “But it’s crazy,” Killian growled, coming against my side. “And what we are or aren’t doesn’t mean shit to that end. Look, we like you, Anya. A lot. So much that it’s freaking all of us out because we never saw you coming. But all I — all any of us — want is more of you, and we can’t stop.”

  “Then don’t,” I breathed, as I turned and pressed my lips to his.

  We were all still kissing when the car pulled up. Still kissing as we tumbled into the back of it, and I was still gasping and moaning into their mouths as the limo pulled away.

  Hands pushed my dress up high, fingers slipping into my panties and pulling them down my legs. I moaned into someone’s kiss — Dean, I think — and gasped as someone else’s fingers slid through my sticky, slick pussy.

  The dress was pushed higher, powerful hands tugging it over my breasts and up over my head, until I was totally naked, lying across the rich leather seat of the limo. The men pulled back, growling and eyeing me hungrily as they pulled their suits off. Hard, chiseled muscles and thick, throbbing cocks had my mouth watering and my thighs squeezing together.

  And then they were on me again.

  Jace’s mouth found my neck, his lips sucking hard on the tender skin there, making me cry out. I moaned even louder when I felt Killian and Dean move to my legs — their lips finding the inside of my thighs and slowly making their way higher.

  Their hands spread me wide, and when I felt one, and then the other, and then the first again run their tongues up and down my slit, I felt my whole world melt around me.

  They turned me onto my hands and knees, Dean moving under me and pulling me down to his hungry mouth. I whimpered as his tongue pushed deep into my pussy, tasting me and fucking me with it before pulling back and swirling it over my clit.

  I felt Killian kiss his way over my ass, his hands and tongue leaving goosebumps in their wake. Slowly, his hands tightened on me, pulling me open and gripping me tightly as his lips centered.

  Oh my God.

  The sensation of his teasing tongue slipping over my tight asshole had my crying out, my whole body shuddering at the filthy, naughty sensations flooding through me. I’d never done anything remotely like that, and suddenly I was wondering why the hell I hadn’t.

  Killian groaned into me, his eager tongue pushing against my ring as his friend teased my clit. Jace was still kissing my neck, his hands sliding down to cup my breasts and tease my nipples with his fingers. I pulled him eagerly to my lips, kissing him fiercely as his two friends made my body explode with their tongues.

  Jace’s thick, throbbing cock pulsed against my arm, and as Killian and Dean began to fuck me with their tongues, I wrapped my fingers around Jace, opened my mouth, and sucked him inside.

  I moaned softly around the thick crown, hollowing my lips and sucking him deep as Killian’s tongue swirled over my ass and Dean’s pushed deep into my slippery pussy.

  They moved faster and faster, and my mouth bobbed deeper and wetter onto Jace’s big dick. His hands gripped my hair, the growls on his lips sending me reeling as I slurped loudly and wetly on his cock.

  I loved that I’d lapsed into this new role — that tonight, I was their dirty girl.

  I moaned louder, my whole body burning like it was on fire as Killian and Dean pushed me higher and higher, until I was sure I’d explode.

  Killian’s tongue pushed deep into my ass, Dean’s lips fastened around my clit, and then, I did explode.

  I screamed out my orgasm, my whole body trembling and shaking as the two men between my lips pushed me over the edge. Jace growled, one hand tightening in my hair and the other twisting my nipple so wonderfully as the climax pulled me under. He grunted, and suddenly, his thick, sweet cum was filling my mouth. I hummed around him, swallowing as much of him as I could as his two friends licked me right through my orgasm.

  The four of us collapsed after, Jace groaning and pulling my shaking, trembling body close as Killian and Dean sat back looking at me smugly.

  “Okay, you two…” I trailed off, still sucking in air. “You two are in huge trouble.”

  The car came to stop, and I quickly looked up out the heavily tinted windows. We were stopped out front of the most exclusive hotel in the capital.

  “We’ll all be in trouble if we try and head up to our suite like this,” Dean smirked. I giggled as I reached for my dress, blushing as I saw Killian grab my panties, bring them to his face and groan deeply. He stuck them into his pants pocket, winking at me.

  “You won’t be needing these,” he growled, his fingers slipping up my leg as I tugged my dress down.

  Heading up to a hotel suite with those three?

  Yeah, I had no intention of needing panties.

  Chapter 12

  Killian

  We thought about putting the masks back on before heading into the hotel and up to our room, but, fuck that.

  I didn’t care about hiding my face, and I certainly didn’t give a shit about letting the world know that, yes, we were about to bring this single woman up to our hotel suite. Yes, she did look like she’d just had an orgasm dragged out of her in the back of a limo, and yes, that flush on her face was because of us.

  And yes, we would be rocking her entire fucking world once we got upstairs.

  Anybody who had a problem seeing that could go jump off a bridge for all I cared.

  And what’s more, this wasn’t just “some chick” we were going to have some fun with. No, this was Anya — hit us from out of nowhere, never saw her coming, can’t imagine how the fuck I lived without her, Anya.

  This was quickly becoming so intense I barely knew what to make of it. Well, I did, actually, I just wasn’t so sure telling her wouldn’t freak her the hell out. I couldn’t imagine how she’d react to “hey, by the way, all three of us
are fucking in love with you even though we basically just met you, and we want to be with you forever.”

  How would any woman react to that?

  But, that wasn’t the question of the moment as we made our way to the elevator that would take us to our presidential suite. No, the question of the moment was “how many times could we make Anya come before she literally passed out.”

  The door to the suite slammed shut behind us, and it was like the gun going off for a race. Clothes tore off, bodies came crashing tougher, and she moaned as I grabbed her up into my arms and strode towards the large sofa in the living area.

  I lay her down, kissing her deeply before trailing my mouth down her sweet, gorgeous little body. I pushed her legs wide, moving between them as my eyes zeroed in on her pink, wet, perfect little cunt.

  Mine.

  Ours.

  I moved in, growling, and she cried out as my tongue dragged through her lips. Dean moved to her head, and I heard her muffled moans as she eagerly sucked his dick into her mouth. Jace’s hand slipped under her ass, squeezing and cupping those delicious curves before his finger found her asshole. He teased her, making her whimper and squirm as I tasted her pussy and Dean claimed her mouth.

  Jace pulled back, stroking his cock, his eyes glazed as he watched the three of us. Anya pulled away from Dean, biting her lip and crooking a finger at Jace, but he shook his head, the fire blazing in his eyes.

  “I want to watch you, beautiful,” he growled lowly.

  I nodded, instantly emphasizing with him. Hell, when we’d shared before, it was always this fuck-fest — the three of us just claiming a woman together, all at once. But with Anya — well, it was the feelings that made things different and I got that. It was the fact that we were falling in fucking love with her, and I knew that’s what Jace was thinking, because it’s something I’d want to see too.

  The woman you love, writhing in absolute pleasure as your two best friends in the world who also loved her completely made her come over and over again?