Despite my nymphomaniac tendencies inmyworld, because of my habit of falling in love too easily and my bad luck, I had never experienced doing this with more than one partner at the same time. And even with just two men kissing me, I had a stark realization thatthiswas what I preferred. The feeling was overwhelming, and I loved it.
Robin’s hand cupped one of my breasts and rolled my nipple there, earning a gasp out of me. Reuben followed suit, grabbing the other and fondling it gently, and I didn’t hold back on my moans.
One hand moved lower to my center and undid the ties on my pants. “We’ll go easy, Bea. I promise.” Robin moved off the bed so he could pull down my clothes, exposing me to them.
Reuben inhaled as he unlatched his mouth from mine. “So sweet,” he murmured, looking down.
His twin, however, knelt on the ground, and his hand reached for my pussy. I squeaked as he found my clit, teasing it in circles. “And so, so wet,” he hummed, gathering the wetness and moving back to that spot. The warmth pooling in my core spread throughout my body, prickling my skin, and Robin took advantage by wrapping his lips around my impossibly harder cloth-covered nipple, sucking it in.
“Do you like what we’re doing, Bea?” Reuben asked as he, too, moved his hand lower to my pussy. Robin moved deeper, as if they were in sync, plunging his fingers in my entrance as Reuben took over with circling my clit.
My body was trembling all over from the stimulation. The feel of their fingers inside me and over me, touching me at the right places, was sending me to new heights. “Yes,” my answer came out breathy. Who knew two men touching me could feel so good?
What if there were three, or four, or more? Was I becoming greedy?
Reuben kissed me again, fucking me with his tongue, while Robin fucked me with his fingers. I moaned and I gasped, clutching their hair with either hand as I felt my orgasm cresting over. They didn’t stop until it was fully done, and by then I was a panting mess.
Robin took one more swipe at my nipple with his tongue, making me whimper, and he grinned up at me. “One step at a time, angel.”
Did they think I couldn’t handle having sex yet? That was so sweet of them; I had to give them a smile. If only they knew I preferred rough play to gentle lovemaking. Anyway, any kind of sex was fun all around.
“You look so pretty like this,” Reuben mumbled as he took in my entire form. “These reddish cheeks and swollen lips suit you.”
NowI felt the heat flooding my face. Judging by their shit-eating grins, I concluded my blushing was in full fucking display. That could only be bad for me.
“Thank you, both of you. I need a bath.” Not only I still had my training uniform on, my cum was all over my legs. They helped me up, and feeling a little bratty, I took off the rest of my clothes in front of them. Maybe they’d change their mind and fuck me now, too
Reuben grumbled a curse, eyes trained on me, while Robin didn’t shy away from palming his hardened cock over his pants.Reuben glanced at his twin, but Robin shook his head and mouthed, “not yet”.Dang.
As I observed Reuben beg for Robin’s permission through his eyes alone — it was interesting how Robin was the dominant one in this dynamic, unlike in usual circumstances where it was Reuben who took the lead — I swore someone was watching me from the darkened areas of my room. It couldn’t have been a coincidence every time.
Whatever this feeling was, I needed it addressed soon, or it would be another thing I had to worry about constantly.
Chapter Sixteen
Saturday breakfast was … interesting. Add that word to my growing list of common vernacular here.
Like I suspected, it didn’t take long before the events of yesterday spread throughout the academy. The Hero of the Kingdom kneeling for someonelike me?How preposterous! Surely it must be for a good reason?
And the “good” reason that perpetuated through the masses? Themost importantdetail why Claude and Prince Winston decided that I should belong to the Champions?
They needed a maid. Someone who would follow orders without question and attend to their needs, whatever those needs might be. The implications weren’t lost on me.
Thatwas the cause of the rumors and the gossip surrounding me as we waited in line at the dining hall for my pancakes and bacon.
My twin knights seethed in anger, but thankfully I had talked with my three companions before we left the dorm. My life experiences had predicted this kind of scenario would happen. Things would be moreinterestingthat way, right?
Mia was the counterbalance to my bodyguards’ ire. She maintained her cheerful persona, shielding me from the rest of the world. “Nothing wrong with being a maid,” she assured me.
“Of course not,” I agreed. “It’s the way these rumors portray it. In any case, we know what the truth really is.” And that washow Claude begged for understanding as he knelt on the ground, claiming himself asmine, not the other way around.
Heavens, it still felt good just thinking about it.
Then the Crown Prince had to ruin it, resulting in this mess. The rumors didn’t even use the word he picked:caregiver. I took my chances defying the Hero, but if I tried to defy the Prince too and deny my association to their prophetical group, my fears of execution might just come true.
“You should be grateful the Prince even took notice of you.” Lady Cecilia appeared, dressed in her usual flouncy dress, followed by Lady Mera and Lady Kathel. “You have the honor of serving as their maid. Congratulations.” She said the last part loud enough for a few giggles and laughs to sound around us.
I stopped myself from rolling my eyes and instead smiled as sweetly as I could. “Thank you for the greetings, Lady Cecilia. I’m sure if the Crown Prince extended the same invitation to you, you’d also happily accept it.”
