Page 92 of The Royal's Pet: A MMF Ménage Royal Romance

I cry out and tug on a fistful of Roland’s hair. Roland moans in return—we’ve all lost the ability to form comprehensive sentences. I feel Roland, I feel his thrusts, I feel how the forward motion of his hips sheaths Ben deeper inside of me. Roland drives into Ben, Ben drives into me, and I’m doubly fucked. The three of us move in tandem, one perfect, synchronized wave of hands and lips and sweat and sex and love and trust.

My orgasm is so powerful that it nearly blinds me, a burst of white-hot light exploding behind my eyes. My boys moan, and their bodies jerk and twitch and throb as they climax with me, the three of us reaching our peak as one.

When it’s done, we collapse like dominos, Roland and I making a steeple against Ben. I kiss Ben’s chest, I hear Roland’s lips on Ben’s throat, and Ben just pants and swears under his breath until I hear the rapid thud of his heart begin to slow. I find Roland’s lips and kiss him in a lazy, satisfied way, savoring the warmth of his swollen lips. Ben shudders as we kiss, and I feel his spent organ rebound and twitch inside of me.

“I love you,” Roland sighs to both of us, always incredibly affectionate in postcoital bliss. “I love you, I love you.”

“Love you, too,” Ben and I say in tandem, and then our eyes meet and we share a smirk, as though we’re in on some secret—because how perfect, that I love him, and he loves him, and we love each other, and how did we get here, and who even cares, because this feels so right, and nothing has ever, will ever, feel this right.

“Do you want me to pull out?” Roland asks.

“In a minute,” Ben murmurs, and I’m grateful for that, because I don’t want to leave this, either.

Not ever.

I’m here, right where I belong. A couple months ago, you couldn’t have convinced me to stay in the same zip code, let alone with the same man. Now, I never want to be anywhere else, or with anyone else. I fit, like a puzzle piece, between these two men, with these two men, belonging to these two men.

I’m theirs. And they’re mine.

Their royal pet.

Forever.