Reign A Romance Anthology - Nina Levine Page 0,173

this what the rest of my life is going to be like? Then I’m all in! Wave after wave of orgasm hits me, but neither man stops what they’re doing.

I can’t take it anymore.

“We’re not done with you yet,” Greyson growls as he continues to fuck me.

Oh my God. No. I can’t.

Augustine doesn’t let up. He continues his assault on my pussy until I feel another wave of orgasm hit me, and finally, Greyson comes not long after me.

Greyson collapses to the side, and I beside him. Augustine turns on his side and leans his hand against his head.

“Well, good morning, all.” He grins.

Greyson and I have just enough energy to chuckle.

“If that’s the way we welcome the day, then I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you two.” Augustine jumps off the bed buck naked, and I watch his well-defined ass disappear into his bathroom.

Greyson rolls over and disposes of the condom, then rolls back to me.

“You okay with this?” I cuddle into his chest.

“What do you mean?” he questions me.

“Sharing Augustine.”

He’s silent for a couple of moments. “At the moment, it’s all-new, and the three of us are filled with lust and orgasms.” He lets out a heavy sigh. “But—”

“You’re worried that the public relationship Augustine and I have will spill further into our private lives, and maybe we might not need you anymore,” I add while looking up into his brown eyes.

“I know Augustine is looking forward to being a father one day, and, of course, I can’t give that to him.” Greyson begins to stroke my hair. “Having a child with someone… that bond is strong.” He lets out another heavy sigh.

“I’m sorry.”

Greyson shakes his head. “You have nothing to be sorry about. We promised each other we would be honest with our feelings. It’s the only way this can work for however long it does.”

I sit up and stare down at him. “Just so you know… my feelings for you are the same as my feelings for Augustine.”

“It’s only day one, sweetheart. Plus, Auggie is easy to fall for.” He shrugs his shoulders as if he’s resigned to the fact that I will maybe take the man he loves away from him. Leaning forward, I press my lips against his, surprising him. His arms wrap around me as our kiss intensifies.

“I’m not like other women, Greyson. I’m starting to realize that maybe the kind of relationship I’ve been told I needed isn’t actually what I want.” If we’re being honest, he needs to know this.

He runs his hand along my face. “You say that now but…”

I shake my head. “Being with the two of you, it feels right. It feels normal,” I confess. “I want the same relationship with Augustine with you, too.” His eyes widen. “Actually, you’re kind of stuck with me. So, we have to make this work.”

“But I thought you wanted to sleep with other people,” he asks me.

“Why would I want to sleep with other people when I can have the two of you in my bed every single night.” Grinning down at him, he rolls us over, so he’s now on top.

“You don’t know what you’re saying, Lila.” His voice is serious.

“My destiny was always to be married off to someone, not of my choosing. Someone who was for the greater good of my country or an alliance. Lucky for me, I found you two.”

“I promise you, Auggie and I will never let you regret your decision to choose us,” he tells me before his lips crash down on mine again.

11

Augustine

“Morning,” I greet my parents. There’s a pep to my step this morning as I walk into the breakfast room where Lila and my family will be having our first official breakfast together, celebrating our betrothal. After a fantastic start to the morning, I’m feeling great.

Lila went to catch up with her sisters beforehand and will be meeting us here at any moment.

“Has Lila settled in all right?” my father asks as I take my seat beside him and Greyson down the other end of the table next to his father.

“Yes. She was delighted to spend the night with her sisters.” That’s a half-truth.

“Does she like her room?” my mother asks.

“Oh, yes, very much so.” I fiddle with my cutlery.

“And Greyson… what do you think of Auggie’s bride-to-be?” my mother asks him not so subtly. Her blue eyes narrow in on him for an answer.

“She seems like a great fit for Auggie, your highness.” Greyson gives