“Your Majesty is most thoughtful,” I murmured as Trenton ran his hand up beneath my skirt and started rubbing me.
Prince Trenton stroked me until I trembled through my orgasm, and then removed his hand and slowly licked his fingers. I could feel his tension, but Trenton looked relaxed as he sliced some of his breakfast sausage and held it out to me. I opened my mouth, and he placed the piece on my tongue, but I nipped at him and sucked his finger before letting it go.
“She's adorable,” Sir Eamon said affectionately.
“He's had a soft spot for her ever since I made her prove her cock-sucking ability on him,” Tana whispered to her brother with a smile.
“What?” Trenton narrowed his eyes at his sister.
I went still.
“Come now,” Tana chided Trenton. “You know that I tested her before I gave her to you. I had to make sure that Riley was good enough to satisfy my brother.”
Trenton glanced at me and sighed. “I hadn't thought about it.”
“I understand your desire to keep Riley to yourself, Your Highness,” Sir Eamon said. “But we are Fey; sex is something to be shared and enjoyed. Please don't hold it against Riley or me for indulging. My heart belongs to your sister, and Riley is now yours completely.”
“Yes, you're right, Sir Eamon,” Trenton conceded. “I'm afraid my jealousy briefly got the better of me.”
“Jealousy as well!” Tana exclaimed. “Now, that is a rare emotion indeed. I bless the day you came to us, Riley.”
“I do as well, Your Majesty,” I said softly as I stared at Trenton.
Trenton smiled tenderly at me before he leaned in and kissed my cheek.
“Is the food to your liking?” He whispered.
“Yes; thank you, Your Highness,” I whispered back in a teasing tone.
“Open your mouth, Riley,” he said in a louder voice.
I did as Trenton instructed, and he placed a berry in it. I chewed on it demurely as Trenton whisked my hair back and nibbled on my neck; his hand diving into my bodice. I think he loved these moments when he got to be in charge; as if he were getting away with something naughty. Sometimes—if he took too many liberties—I would punish him when we were alone again; which I think he loved even more.
I moaned as he tweaked my nipple.
“This should be enough to sustain you,” Trenton growled as he fed me another bite. “You have work to do.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” I said after I swallowed.
“Good; now, get under the table and satisfy your master.”
Queen Tana and her consort chuckled good-naturedly. I went to my knees—giving Trenton a look that said he was in deep trouble for that comment—and slipped beneath the table. Trenton didn't flip up the cloth this time but kept it down to give me some privacy. I knew it was because he didn't want his sister seeing his restrained cock. I smiled at that as I undid his pants. His erection was pulsing against the silk; begging to be sucked. But I wasn't going to suck it.
I untied the silk and let his member spring free. Then I began to lick his balls and stroke his shaft. Trenton inhaled sharply, and his hand went to my head. I removed his hand and shoved it down my bodice; pushing him toward my nipple. He obediently began to pinch my nipples as I sucked on his balls. His legs tensed, and I knew he was close to climaxing. So, I pushed his hands away and lifted above his cock as I continued to rub him. As he came, I caught his cum with the silk, and when he was finished, I wrapped his balls with the wet material and then tied it around his limp cock in a bow.
Trenton shivered as I slipped him into his pants. Then I got gracefully back into his lap; wiping at my lips as if I had swallowed his cum. Queen Tana looked over at me as she came, and smiled approvingly.
Chapter Twenty-Three
After breakfast, Trenton took me out to the stables and kissed me passionately up against the wood wall as we waited for our horses to be saddled. Once we were astride, Trenton led the way to the lake I had wanted to visit. It didn't take long to reach the shimmering expanse of clear water. We dismounted near the lake's edge and tied our horses to a tree; the scent of ripe apples tickling my nose and enticing our horses. We removed their bits so they could forage. Then we wandered along the shoreline hand-in-hand, and when we were certain we were alone, we undressed each other slowly.
Trenton started to remove the stained silk around his cock, but I stopped him.
“Leave that be,” I said.
I smiled down at the silk bow as I stroked his hardening length. It began to push against the restraint, and Trenton groaned in pain.
“Please,” he whispered.
