Page 66 of Crowned In Sin

Casen

I’ve not told many people this, but when I was captured during the war, I worried most for my brother.

If I died, it would ruin him. Jasper has always been the more soft-hearted of the two of us, and I knew that my body being returned to the castle would turn him into a man he never wanted to be. It would consume him, even if the war ended. He would spend the rest of his life avenging me, and probably never marry. Our kingdom would surely come to ruins. Though we were almost sure by then that he could not have children of his own, he could have had a family, and I didn’t want to take that from him.

When I was returned, I thought for many months that it would have been better if I’d died. He could not stand to see me the way I was and wanted to search the earth for a way to repair the damage.

My scars mark my survival, but losing my voice…never hearing again my own voice, was something I didn’t manage well. A few words in bed with Cora and loving the way she moans as I manage them, it heals me in a way I didn’t know could exist.

Still, for all that, my brother was the first one to accept that some damage cannot be undone. My mother has not yet reached that point, and I don’t know if she ever will. Although tonight, I saw her smile so joyously and hug me as if the war had never even happened.

But Cora has never known me to be any other way.

When the three of us tumble into bed on what must be our wedding night—I thought the guests would never leave, and the celebrating would never end—she licks down the front of me, straight to my cock, then wets it with her mouth until it is slick enough to climb on.

She could have made me slick with her own arousal, but she’s more impatient than even I’ve been. Cora drags Jasper’s hands to her body, and he gladly pleasures her while she rides me.

I put my hands on her hips to slow her down. To tell her that I will not last, if she keeps doing this, and then we will be left with nothing to do.

Our princess pouts at me. “You can come twice,” she whines. “I bet you could do it three times. Please?”

She has me there. What would I not do for her, when she asks? I might be changed and scarred, but I am still a man, and I still want to fuck her until the sun comes up.

I suppose Jasper might want a chance at her, too. For now, he is content to make her come on my cock. The emotion in his eyes does not escape my notice. As much as he stares at her and lavishes kisses on her neck and shoulders, he also reaches between us to feel where I am entering her and where she is taking me deep into her body.

As much as I watch her arch and moan as she finds release again and again, I also look at my brother.

I never dreamed, when I was held in the enemy camp and tortured to the brink of death, that I would see him again. I knew that if I survived, I would also have to watch him take a wife, and what wife would want to come to a castle where I lived in the shadows? I thought he would sooner leave me alone with the sea to live his life without me hanging over him.

I’m so glad I was wrong. I’m so glad to have them both. There is nothing more I could want in the world.

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Jasper

My wife cries out her orgasm from my brother that I fear might kill him. He lies back on the pillow afterward, eyes closed, and she kisses his face, until he stirs again.

He laughs with her, for a little while, but then his eyes darken with a glint I recognize, and he throws his arms around her without warning, pinning her to his chest.

A glance at me is enough to lay out the game, so I lean over my new wife and inform her that she has been stolen away from the castle, and now she is trapped and will not be let free until I have taken all I wish from her.

“No,” she gasps, her face pink. “No, please. You can’t. I’m innocent… I have never⁠—”

Cora continues to protest as I slick my fingers and tease her asshole. She wriggles in Casen’s arms, her attempts to get free failing her over and over again. He must hold her tighter. She gets wetter when he does. And at last she groans into his chest and submits to three of my fingers in her hole, whimpering as if she has not taken me there at least three times already.

Casen soothes her as I take her there. I’m gentle until she moans her pleasure and then I know I can be rough the way she likes. We give up the pretense of the game, though Casen still holds her tight so I can fuck her without fear of slipping out. She comes, her body clenching on mine, and I am pleased with myself for waiting ten or twenty more thrusts to come deep in her ass.

We don’t fall asleep then. The wedding festivities have gone on so long that we are starving for each other. Near the end, when Cora is sodden with us, we manage to both take her cunt at the same time, and that is finally enough to wear her out, at least for the night.

I’m the last one awake. These hours give me peace and quiet, which is not often found in a castle buzzing with people. It is certainly not found in a castle that has turned itself out for a royal wedding.

But there is no peace like watching Cora sleep in the bed next to my brother, both of them safe under our own roof. Our kingdoms are as good as one now, but what matters to me most is that both of them are here, and I will do everything I can to keep this peace and the happiness that has come along with it.

It’s a new feeling, to be so happy and so at peace at the same time. Before long, I am tired with it, and when I can no longer keep my eyes open, I lay down on the other side of my wife and sleep, knowing that more happiness waits for me in the morning.

May our love last forever for I never wish to leave.

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