“Mattie insisted that it would be fun to surprise you,” he rumbled, face close to mine. “She loves you almost as much as we do and wanted this night to be special.”
He captured my lips before I could say anything; the rough domination of his kiss had my knees weakening as my thong grew damp with need. His chest rumbled under my hand, and I pressed closer, Jordan right there on my other side so I would have been all but hidden from sight between the two of them.
“I want this for my birthday, too,” Nolan said from behind us. “Make it happen, sister.”
There was a smacking sound—Mattie hitting her twin no doubt. “You’ll be lucky if you get socks, asshole.”
Nolan laughed, and I pulled away to peer between my princes at them. “You reminded her that you missed her sixteenth birthday. You’re fucked now,” I said.
Nolan groaned dramatically. “It was years ago. Mattie has to move on.”
Shemoved onby stomping on his foot before flouncing off into the booth. We followed, Rafe and Jordan staying as close as they could on either side of me. When we were all seated, a drink was placed in my hand, but I was way more interested in Rafe’s possessive hand on my right thigh and Jordan’s on my left.
My breathing was embarrassingly heavy, but thankfully no one could hear it over the music. “I missed you,” Rafe said close to my ear, his fingers trailing a little higher. I really owed Mattie some thanks for forcing me into this dress. The jeans would not have worked.
“I can’t believe you’re both here,” I said, feeling emotional about it again. “Can we please not be apart for this long next time?”
Rafe’s lips brushed over my ear, and when Jordan moved in to press his to my neck, I about dissolved into a puddle on the floor. We’d never done the trio thing. It wasn't for any of us. Instead we had an open, mature relationship where I dated both guys and we all considered ourselves family, and whatever it was we had going worked.
I slept in the same bed as both of them when we were together, but if one started something, the other left the room. Neither of them were leaving now, and I understood the need to be together after so long apart.
This was not the time or place, though.
“We should dance,” I said, breathlessly, wondering if I was going to leave a fucking wet patch on this seat when I stood up. Another win for the black dress.
Rafe chuckled, brushing his fingers across my pussy, and I moaned like the desperate woman I was. “I have a better idea.”
Jesus. Fuck. I really didn’t want to see myself in the papers getting fucked by two princes, but as horny as I was, maybe it was time for the world to know…
Rafe stood then, pulling me with him so I was pressed against his body, my feet off the ground as he held me. “I have a surprise for you.”
“Wehave a surprise for you,” Jordan said. “But yeah, it was mainly Rafe’s idea.”
“It was mainly my money,” Rafe corrected, “which doesn’t even matter. All that matters is we need to get out of here so I can fuck you.”
I was already nodding. A tap on his shoulder had us turning to Mattie. “You said I could have a few drinks first,” she said, pouting.
Rafe’s chest rumbled as he laughed. “I have drinks on the plane, come on.”
Just like that, without even a sip of alcohol had, we left the club. “I mean, you could have just surprised me at the hotel,” I told Mattie as we walked out into the cool night air.
She pouted even harder. “I thought they’d let us have at least a few hours of drinks and dancing, but you were just too hot for them to ignore.”
Shouts rang out as the paparazzi noticed us emerge. Once they realized that Rafe and Jordan were with us this time—and that both of them were holding my hand, one on either side—they exploded toward us. Thankfully the car was already waiting, and we were inside before anyone could get too close.
“Shit,” I said, breathless. “They’re vultures.”
Looking out the window, I saw that the prince’s security followed in a second car, making sure no one else trailed us. “Will they be coming wherever we go?” I asked.
“Nope,” Rafe said. “This one is family only.”
They had me super intrigued now. In the car the five of us chatted, and it was such a warm comfort to be together with them again. It had been a long time since we could all hang out like this.
When we pulled up at the airfield, I grabbed onto Rafe. “Where are you taking us?”
He just grinned, that devastatingly handsome face of his giving nothing away. “Do you trust me?”
“With my life.”
