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She squeaks in surprise, but thankfully doesn’t complain when I force her head to turn away while I play with her too-small tits. I have to get through this night somehow.

Eventually, the game circles back to me after Father dares his two favourite whores to touch themselves. By this point, everyone is either enjoying each other’s company or feasting on perfectly toasted mallowberries. The servants brought out biscuits and chocolates, too.

After Father’s whores crawl slowly back into his lap, Pansy hops off me to take another mallowberry from the basket. But she’s not even pushed it onto a stick before it explodes into a puff of smoke and she clutches her scorched fingers.

“Castor,” Lux sighs as Eden gasps.

Ignoring them both, I address the whore, “Come here.”

Nervously, she shuffles over while the party resumes around us.

“Get on your knees and open your lips wide or… let me fuck you in your pretty arse.”

Posy seems to relax a little, and she draws closer and drops to her knees, opening her mouth.

“Good choice,” I chuckle before opening my breeches and sliding my length out.

I don’t care if everyone sees. Thanks to my society, I’m no stranger to public sex. It helps that I’m bigger than the average man, too. Much bigger.

Poppy’s eyes widen as I press my tip against her lower lip.

“Suck,” I command, but I’m not focused on her. It’s that damned princess I can’t stop thinking about. The princess who I can see right at the edge of my peripheral vision.

She might be pretending to hide in Lux’s cloak, but I can still see her blue eyes fixed on my length as it slides inside the whore’s mouth. When I grip the back of her hair, forcing her deeper, Eden lets out a little breath and Lux holds her closer.

I don’t miss his hand sliding under the cloak. Or the way Eden’s cheeks flush pink while she rocks her hips.

He’s playing with her… without me.

That won’t do at all.

“You’re next, princess,” I call out to Eden, dragging Pippy back by her hair. My cock slides out of her mouth, still rock hard. But there’s no way I’m finishing inside her.

Lux gives me a look, but doesn’t argue as Eden stands slowly, hugging his cloak around her shoulders. If we were alone, I’d argue that’s against the rules. But we’re not alone. And the thought of Father getting one more glimpse at her soft skin makes me want to set this entire party ablaze.

25

EDEN

Ican still feel Lux’s fingers between my thighs. He’d touched me when that girl took Castor into her mouth. One of Lux’s hands stroked the forbidden place that’s been dripping since this stupid party started while his other toyed with my nipples like they belonged entirely to him.

To make matters worse, I didn’t hate it. I was annoyed when Castor interrupted us. I almost begged Lux not to stop before I realised how ridiculous that would be.

Clenching my fists, I stomp over to the fire and shove a mallowberry onto a stick, silently daring Castor to burn my fingers just like he did to that poor lady beside him.

These men, these princes, have practically kidnapped me, and there I was, nothing more than a puddle of need in Prince Lux’s lap. I’d hate myself if I wasn’t so determined to stop wasting any more time and actually figure out a way out of this mess.

“Why do only girls have to toast the mallows in this game?” I snarl at the flames.

“They don’t have to.” I hear Lux over my shoulder. “Would you like to switch places? Perhaps I can show you how to toast it properly?”

“Right,” I scoff. Then again, maybe that’s not a bad idea. Castor’s so unpredictable. Maybe he’d burn Lux’s mallow and I could use it to my advantage.

We’ll see how serious they are about these dares…

“Show me how to do it.” I spin around, bringing my stick over to Lux. He takes it from me, kissing me on the forehead before he goes.

Settling back on the hay bale, I watch him hover the berry above the flames. “Burn it,” I hiss at Castor.