My resolve broke. This time, I lunged forward, fist drawn back, before one of the other guys darted forward and stopped me right before I could punch my ex in the face.
Dan whistled. “Jesus Christ, Jules. Better watch that temper. I think princes like themselves nice little subservient chicks. You throw a punch at them and you might just get thrown in jail or some shit.”
He and his goons chuckled as I stood there seething at him.
“I’m fairly certain you don’t know what they like,” I hissed.
“Oh, I think I do.” Dan smiled thinly at me. “Sluts, apparently. Used up whores who’ll open their legs for three fucking guys at the same—”
There was no one in the world fast enough to stop my fist from crashing into his nose that time.
Dan screamed, clutching his face and swearing as his two friends lunged forward and pulled me away from him.
“You fucking bitch,” he roared.
“Says the man crying like one with a busted nose.”
He narrowed his eyes at me. “You’ll want to watch your fucking tone with me, Jules,” he snarled.
“Here’s how this’ll work. You’re going to go back to those little pricks—”
“Little, Dan?” I smiled evilly at him. “I mean, you’ve watched that video. Still want to use the word little?”
Dan’s face went red, and he snarled at me.
“They’re going to pay. Fifty million.”
I stared at him. “Fifty million?”
“Each.”
I shook my head. “No one would pay that.”
“For this?” Dan laughed, waving his phone. “Those fuckwads are worth billions. Trust me, a hundred fifty mil is a steal of a deal.”
“You’re insane,” I hissed.
“Least I’m not a whore.”
I spat at him, and he just chuckled.
“Get the money, Jules, or this gets out.” He eyed me slowly as his friends let me go and moved back behind him.
“Do we have a deal?”
I swallowed, resisting the urge to try and lunge at him again.
“Yes,” I hissed. “Fine.”
Dan just smiled at me as I turned and made for the door.
Locked.
Something cold shivered through me, and I started to turn to tell him unlock it so I could go get his money, when I heard him chuckle.
“And there’s another thing, Julia.”
I whirled at the nearness of his voice, gasping when I realized he and his two goons were right behind me. I backed away, immediately hitting the door and feeling the adrenaline spike in me.
“What do you want, Dan?” I said quietly.
He grinned.
“How about one last time, huh Jules?”
His eyes dipped down over my chest, and I felt like I’d be sick.
“Get away from me.”
“Seems you picked up some new tricks with your royal boyfriends,” Dan said icily. He jerked his head behind him. “How about my fiends join in, since you’re apparently into that sort of thing these days.”
The fear tore through me, tears blurring at the edges of my eyes.
“Please don’t,” I whispered, my skin crawling as I tried to duck away from them. It only backed me into the corner of the room, without even the locked door behind me.
Dan smiled.
“Julia, Julia, Julia,” he sighed, grinning as he and his friends closed in around me.
“For old time’s sake,” he chuckled. “We’re going to have some fun with you before the three of us become millionaires.”
They moved closer, his friends pulling at their belts with dirty fingers.
“C’mon baby,” Dan spit out. “Show me some of those new tricks you—”
The door to the loft exploded in, wood splintering and the very doorframe shattering away from the wall as three huge, roaring shapes came charging into the room.
No, not shapes.
Princes.
I wish I could say there was this huge fight and that it was all this big drawn out thing, but really, the whole thing was over in seconds.
One of Dan’s friends caught a piece of the doorframe to the knee, knocking him to the ground, and the other just held his hands up, like these were the police coming to arrest him and not the furious men who loved me ready to murder him to make sure I was okay.
Hands in the air, for the record, did not stop Luke from slamming a fist into the guy’s face.
Dan, in true Dan fashion, took off running — to where I’m not sure — the second the door caved in. He made it all of ten feet before Micah tackled him to the ground and drove a knee into his side and a fist into his already broken nose.
Suddenly, there were more people pouring in through the smashed doorway — men in the royal marine uniform of North Revania. The second they’d swarmed over Dan and his goons, Victor, Luke, and Micah were all over me — arms around me and pulling me close.
“Sir?”
We pulled apart, Luke looking up at the sound of the gravelly voice.
The older man with the silvered beard and hardened eyes saluted crisply and then bowed formally.
“At ease, Captain.”
The man nodded, gesturing with his head at Dan and his two bleeding friends, all three of whom were now handcuffed and on their knees.
Dan avoided my eyes.
“We’re wrapped up here. I think we’re going to take these three down to the lock-up for processing.”
Luke nodded. “And any electronics?”
“Just the three cell phones on them, a laptop, and one internet router. We bagged it all.”
“Thank you, Captain Locke.”
The handsome, gruff-looking older man frowned.
“Sir, if I may?”
Luke smiled. “Anytime.”
“Sir, you know I can’t approve of you taking point on security raids. It’s entirely too risk—”
Victor and Micah chuckled, with Vic patting the Captain’s arm.
“Yeah, good luck with that, man,” he grinned. “I’ve known this asshole for my whole life, and I’m pretty sure he’s either hard of hearing or just an idiot.”
The Captain clearly did his best to restrain a grin.
“Thank you, Captain Locke. I’ll take it under advisement.”
The man bowed again and took his leave, snapping at some of the other guards who hauled Dan and his goons to their feet and dragged them from the room.
“Do us a favor,” Micah murmured as the rest of the room filed out. “Maybe try to not follow any of your ex-boyfriends to sketchy lofts anymore?”
I laughed, throwing my arms around them and burying my face in their chests.
17
Micah
We skipped the fancy restaurant in favor of dinner back at Luke’s palace. Home cooked was always a million times better anyways.
After dinner, and some great wine, we moved into his private quarters. After another glass of wine and some lingering kisses, Julia left us to go take a long hot bath, leaving us alone around the table in Luke’s study.
Victor cleared his throat first, toying with his wine glass.
“Being with us is dangerous for her.”
He looked up, his face grim.
“C’mon, we’re all thinking it. This was just tip of the iceberg shit. Hell, this happened while we’re keeping it a secret. Can you imagine the shit she’d have coming at her if we ever made this arrangement public?”
Luke and I said nothing, just stewing in our thoughts for another minute.
“The video is destroyed, by they way,” Luke finally said. “I got a confirmation from my private computer forensic guy as we were finishing dinner. Dan made one copy of it, which was on his laptop, and the forensic guy assures me nothing was emailed or uploaded.”
“We’re in the clear?”
He nodded at me. “In the clear. It’s gone. They’re incinerating the phone and the laptop now just to make sure.”
“And that
fuckwit?” Victor growled, his look souring. “Please tell me you’ve reinstated medieval torture here in the north?”
Luke smiled grimly. “I wish. I’ve talked to my attorney — he’s aware of the full situation, but he’s the most discreet guy I’ve ever known. We’re going to pin this up as a ‘conspiracy against the crown’ charge, which is some serious shit. We’ll dangle that in front of her ex, and when he loses his shit over the eighty years he could be looking at locked up with some of the worst criminals in the three kingdoms, I’m betting he’ll beg on his knees for mercy. He’ll keep his mouth shut about what he saw with the right threat hanging over him.”
I nodded. “Nice work, man.”
“Thanks.”
“Still think we should shove hot irons up his ass,” Vic muttered.
So, the immediate danger was gone. The video was erased from the face of the earth. Dan had apparently gotten into the Club that night alone, having followed Julia and then somehow having slipped through a security hole — a hole you could be damn sure would be fixed. His two goons weren’t exactly the brightest bulbs in the box, and it didn’t take long for our interrogators to realize they didn’t even know what was on the vid.
So that left just Dan himself who’d seen what he saw. And Luke was right — with the right threat, that pussy would be pissing his pants and tripping over his own tongue trying to tell us how quiet he’d be.
But then, this wasn’t the end, and we all knew it. There was more danger for her out there — more if we went public somehow. And that brought up another train of thought entirely — how could we all be with her? Publicly, that is?
“How does this work?” I finally said out loud. “Her, us, the public.” I scowled. “How do we live openly with the women we love without the kingdoms and the senate tearing us apart?”
Victor shrugged. “There’s the Charming brothers, over in Marland. Word has it they’re in the middle of re-writing their laws so that they can be with Princess Ilana of Avlion.”
“King Lucian’s oldest?”
“The very same.”
Luke whistled. “Shit, those two have fucking balls.”
He was right — King Lucian of Avlion was legendarily protective of his three virgin daughters. Well, or maybe no-longer-virgin daughters, if what I’d been hearing was true about the Charming brothers from Marland. Not to mention the rumors of Prince Magnus and Prince Logan with Lucian’s other daughters I’d also heard whispers about recently.
But Caspian and Cade Charming weren’t us, and Marland wasn’t the fractured three kingdoms of Revania. They weren’t under the thumb of crooked senators looking to pad their own pockets at the expenses of the countries they were supposed to be serving.
I said as much to Luke and Victor, who nodded.
“True, it’s a different scenario,” Victor mused, stroking his strong jaw. “But it’s precedent.”
“Which would be fantastic if we still had control of our own fucking countries,” Luke growled.
“Why?”
They looked up at the heat in my voice.
“Why are we still this broken country torn into three by fucked up trade deals and shitty politicians? The fuck are we doing, ruling these little fiefdoms separately instead of a strong, powerful country united under one banner.”
“With the three of us ruling?”
“Fuck yeah,” I growled at Vic. “Yeah, man. Hell, we’ve been working together in pretty much everything since we were five — back-channel politics, business dealings,” I shrugged. “Women.”
“We’d need the backing of the right people,” Luke mused.
Victor laughed. “Are we seriously discussing this?”
“Yeah,” I growled. “Yeah, man we are. I’m fucking tired of being a mascot for the country I’m supposed to be ruling, aren’t you? Aren’t you tired of watching our broken senate systems run Revania into the ground split into three?”
My friends’ faces were grim.
They felt the same as me.
“Fuck it,” Luke stood, pacing the floor and stroking his jaw like he did when he was thinking over some sort of air-tight business contact.
“Let’s do this. It’d be hard fucking work, and there’s going to be major pushback, but I think we could do this with the right backing and the right laws. This country wants us back in power instead of the crooks running the senate, I think that’s obvious to see. We’d have the backing of the public, we just need the right people near the top to see the good in this.”
I grinned, and slowly, I watched a smile break over Victor’s scowling face.
“Let’s do it,” he said quietly, standing as well. We brought our glasses together over the table, a burning, tingling energy creeping and spreading through the whole room.
“Let’s do it,” I said again as we toasted. “Let’s put our country back together.”
18
Julia
After the world’s longest bubble bath, I wrapped a sumptuous robe around myself and stepped out into Luke’s master bedroom.
The sight that greeted me brought a red to my cheeks that even burned through the flush from the bath.
The three of them were waiting for me, in their boxer briefs — three gorgeous, muscled, chiseled bodies and the three perfect, amazing, protective, kind, loving men who they belonged to.
They grinned at me, eyes taking me in as they moved towards me. Micah handed me a champagne flute.
“What’s this?”
“We’re celebrating,” he grinned.
“Oh?”
“Yep,” Vic flashed me an electrifying smile before he leaned in and kissed me slowly.
“We’re taking our country back.”
My brows shot up. “As in…”
“As in reuniting Revania under one banner again,” Micah said, sliding against me, his hand toying with the ties to my robe.
Whoa.
This was big. Revania had been three separate countries — North, South, and West — since I was a little girl. Bringing them back together was a huge deal.
“Can you even do that?”
“Damn right we can,” Luke muttered before his look softened. “It’s not going to be easy, but it’s time. And it’s what the people want anyways. Besides,”
He grinned as he leaned close, kissing me.
“We’ve got something to unite us now.”
“Something, huh?”
I stuck my tongue out at him as he growled and pulled me tight to him
“Someone,” he said quietly. “Someone none of us want to ever let go of.”
My heart skipped as I looked up into his eyes, then turning to look at Micah and Victor.
“Stay,” Victor purred, his hands circling me. “Stay, and be with us for always.”
“How would that even work?”
Micah shook his head. “That’s something we’ll figure out. But it’s all details. What matters is—”
“Us,” I finished for him.
They all nodded.
“Well,” I sighed, tapping my chin like I was making a hard decision and trying to hide the grin as I watched their faces turn anxious.
“I suppose you do have a much nicer bathtub than I do.”
The three of them snorted out laughs, Luke shaking his head and arching a brow at me.
“That’s the deal-sealer huh?”
“It’s a pretty great tub,” I teased.
Victor chuckled and pulled me close.
“Would the fact that all three of us are completely in love with you do anything to sway you?”
The heat bloomed through me, my heart flip-flopping in my chest as I looked up into all their eyes.
And I knew without a doubt it was true. I knew it was complicated, and that it wouldn’t be easy, and that people would have a lot to say about it, but there was no denying it.
They loved me, and I was helplessly, hopelessly, and totally in love with them.
“I think it just might,” I whispered, m
elting against Victor and letting my lips press to his.
I felt the other two move in behind me, and when the hands pulled at the tie of my robe, I moaned into Victor as they pulled it gently from my body.
They moved me to the bed in slow motion, and when I went to reach for their cocks, Luke shushed me, pushing my hand away.
“Lie back, beautiful. Tonight’s about you.”
Three sets of hands pushed me back onto the bed as three hungry mouths found my body. My breath caught, my skin shivering as they let their lips and tongue and teeth devour me. My whole body melted, my eyes closing and a gasp caught on my lips as they moved over me. A tongue slid between my legs, curling around my clit before pushing deep into my pussy. Hands lifted my leg up and back towards my chest, spreading me wide as another tongue swirled over my ass.
Another set of lips — Micah, I think, if I can remember through the haze of pleasure — kissed my mouth deeply, swirling his tongue with mine before moving to my neck. Lips grazed my skin there, making me gasp before he moved lower. His tongue teased my nipples as his two friends licked me between my legs, driving me higher and higher, until I was screaming my release to the ceiling.
They took their time that night.
Luke went first, holding my legs wide by the backs of my knees as he drove into me. Micah’s cock slipped between my lips, pulsing so hard and ready against my tongue. Victor’s strong powerful hands teased my body as his friends fucked me from both ends, until they switched.
Luke’s cock was at my mouth then, and though I could taste my own sweetness on him, the taste only drove me higher, and I moaned as I sucked him hungrily inside. Victor twisted my torso sideways, running his tongue up the seam of my ass and probing my tight little hole deeply with it before he slid in behind me. His thick cock rested at my ass, slowly easing in until the head slipped inside. Pleasure rocked through my body as he began to slide in deep - stretching and filling me so amazingly as Luke took my mouth.
Micah lifted a leg as he lay in front of me, running the head of his cock up and down my slit and teasing my clit before he found my entrance and pushed inside.