Page 17 of Royally Tempted

…Yeah, I think it was fair to say I’d found it. I think any shadow of doubt was gone from my mind that I was very firmly in the middle of The Triple Crown Club.

“Freaked out yet?”

The man I’d kissed was grinning at me, his perfect, soft lips pulled back, is white teeth flashing.

God,I wanted to kiss those lips again.

“Nope,” I said quickly, trying to hide the heat from my face.

This was it. This wasdefinitelyit. I was in the freaking Triple Crown Club — the place where royalty took women to share. The thought made me pause, quickly glancing at the three men I was with.

If this was the Triple Crown Club, it meantthese threewere royalty of some kind.

I shivered again.

In front of me, the whole room was melting into heat and decadence. The girl in the chair straddling the guy’s lap rose up, and I gasped as I saw him pull his thick cock out of his tuxedo pants. She moaned wildly as she settled back down, her panties pushed to the side as he slowly sank every inch inside of her pussy. Two other men stood beside her, and I watched as they pulled their own cocks out. She whimpered, turning to take one into her mouth, and my jawdropped.

“This is…”

I trailed off, my blood pumping hot and my body reacting to what I was seeing. This was so filthy and scandalous and…and…

Andhot.

Like, really, really hot, and there was no use in pretending it wasn’t having an effect on me. My skin felt warmer, my blood pumped faster, my nipples hardened under my thin dress.

…And I was very, very wet.

“This is nothing you’ve ever seen before, am I right?” he growled lowly.

“Yes,” I whispered

“Like what you see?”

My breath caught as the second one’s hand slid up my arm. I turned, looking up into his gorgeous blue eyes, that chiseled aristocratic chin, and those perfect lips. And I melted a little.

“Are you trying to fluster me?” I said quietly.

“Maybe.” The first man grinned.

“Trying to make me freak out?”

“Perhaps.”

I gasped at the voice from behind me, and then the feel of a hard, chiseled body moving against my back.

God,they were so hot, in this magnetic way that made it impossible to pull myself away from them. It was like they were a drug I was addicted to. And I knew what they were doing. I knew they were trying to push me to freak out — and maybe not for the kiss bet we’d made, but maybe just to prove to me the I shouldn’t be there so they could get me to leave. After all, if thiswasthe Triple Crown Club and I wassureit was, me being here was a huge breach.

I was not a guest of the royals, or invited by anyone. I’d snuck in. Worse, I was areporter.I was the enemy in a place like this. So I knew they were just trying to push me to break to get me away, but at the same time, I couldn’t resist.

I was panting as the second man pulled me close, the one I’d kissed standing to the side and smirking as the second and the third pressed against me from either side.

“And just what do you think you’re doing?” I whispered.

“Not flustering you, of course,” the second one said with a smug grin.

“Right, of course.”

“Just like you’re ‘not’ practically panting at what’s going on in here,” the third man growled into my ear, making me shiver. I could feel his hardness pressing into my ass, and as they pressed closer, I felt the same thick bulge on the one in front of me.

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