Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Ragnar shoots me a wry glance.
“That’s a rhetorical question, right?”
I tilt my head at him.
“No, why?”
He merely chuckles while taking my hand in his.
“Babe, if you think we’re depraved, then you’re right. But Haakon is depraved in a completely different way.”
I cock my head at him again in question.
“Why? What does he do?”
Mizhir takes my other hand, stroking the palm gently.
“Let’s just say the heir to the throne likes them young. Too young,” he rasps. “Your dad had to pay off that one girl’s family right?”
Ragnar rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
“No, because it turned out she was legal. But yeah, Haakon always has drama going on because he likes virgins, and virgins are hard to find these days. So yeah, he skates on thin ice a lot.”
I stare at the men.
“But do the girls have to be virgins front and back?” I ask. “After all, Haakon has the double-pronged cock that runs in the royal family too, right?”
Ragnar rods, his expression wry.
“Yeah, he does. And even crazier, my bro has a forked tongue too. It always reminds me of a fucking reptile, but hey, it’s got some super-sensory perception. He says he uses it to determine if a girl’s still a virgin by sticking his tongue up her pussy and ass and tasting for another man’s sperm.”
I gasp, eyes wide.
“That sounds impossible.”
My gorgeous prince merely grunts and shrugs.
“Hey, anything’s possible when it comes to my bro. Like I said, Haakon’s into real depraved shit.”
I merely shake my head.
“Goodness. I can’t even imagine. Does the castle know about this?”
The three men shake their heads.
“No, but Haakon’s such a motherfucker that the rumors are already swirling. Still, it’s his problem, and not ours,” Ragnar states. “If my older brother wants to roam around the kingdom fucking young women while also sticking his reptile tongue up their pussies and asses, then that’s his issue. Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it, Ali, because nothing good can come of trying to fix Haakon, if that fucker can even be fixed.”
With that, my handsome prince leans forward to kiss me again, before pulling away. Then, Mizhir and Rizza lean forward to seize my lips too, and I sigh with bliss because this is how it was meant to be. Now, I’m a Lysenian princess with not one, but three lovers. Even better, Mizhir, Rizza, and Ragnar adore me, and I know my men will treasure me every single day of their lives. So what if our relationship started under duress? I’ve learned to love being ravished, and even better, my handsome prince and his bodyguards always make it worth my while.
THE END