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Chapter 9

I wanted desperately to roll over and go back to sleep, but I had way too much to do. I got up and had Sherla make me a pot of coffee so I could get my plan underway. As soon as I’d had my caffeine fix, I called Jonathon and made plans to meet him for lunch.

Caleb woke up while I was getting ready to go. “Which dress should I wear?” I asked. “The blue one or the red?”

“You’re really going to do this, aren’t you?” he said as he pointed toward the red one.

I pushed my shoulders back and nodded my head. “I have to. I can’t be married to two men at the same time. Besides, it’s time for me to grow up and take responsibility for my own life. I’m getting tired of all the secrecy too.”

“Good luck,” he said as I walked out of the bedroom.

“Thanks,” I said. “But I don’t need it. What I need is a good pair of balls. Want to lend me yours for the day?”

“Sweetheart, you know they’ve always been yours for the taking,” he laughed.

***

I sat through lunch nervously, while Jonathon went on and on about the wedding and how much I was going to love Sitanisburg. I wanted to tell him, but I was waiting for the right moment. Besides, he wouldn’t let me get a word in edgewise.

Making matters worse, Erica kept texting me the whole time telling me to rethink the whole thing. She told me I could fly to Mexico, get a quickie divorce, marry the prince, divorce him in a year, and fly back home to re-marry Caleb. The more she texted, the more I knew I was making the right decision.

Finally, I decided I couldn’t wait any longer. “Jonathon, slow down,” I said. “We need to talk.”

“I’m going too fast for you,” he said. “I was afraid of that.” He picked up his wine glass and studied my face for clues. I felt sorry for him because I knew that no matter how many ideas he had running around in his head, he’d never guess what I was about to say next.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just... I can’t marry you. It’s not you, and it’s not because of anything you did. It’s because I’m already married.” I looked into his eyes, watching for any kind of a reaction.

He stared back at me with a blank expression on his face. “I understand. We all make mistakes. A failed marriage doesn’t make you any less of a person. We’ll get you a quickie divorce before the wedding.”

I took a huge gulp of my wine and continued. “No, Jonathon, you don’t get it. I’m happily married to a husband that I love.”

He looked at me sideways like he thought I was lying. “How is that possible? We’ve been dating for weeks and you’ve never mentioned a husband until now?”

“It’s a long story,” I said. I told him all about my past, starting with growing up without a mother and being tossed from foster home to foster home. He held my hand when I talked about the abuse that took place and how I ran away to the city and lived on the streets when I turned sixteen.

As I went on to tell him about how an agent discovered me a year later, his face lit up and I could tell he was feeling all of my trials and triumphs right along with me. His eyes filled with sorry when I explained the whole Caleb story to him.

“That poor man,” he said, “to have had to follow in your shadow all this time and no one knew he was your husband?”

“My staff, my agent, my label, my manager, no one else. They thought the fans wouldn’t understand if I settled down and got married.” I took another gulp of wine. I was doing well, but you could never have enough liquid courage.

“So I hope you understand why I cannot marry you. The truth is, I’m in love with my husband. I always have been.”

“My sweet princess Sasha,” he said as he took my hand and stared deeply into my eyes. “There’s nothing wrong with being in love with your husband. But we cannot call off the wedding. It would be a great embarrassment to me in my country.”

I sat there astounded. I finally had the guts to come forward and stand up for myself, and he was backing down to formalities. “What do you mean you can’t call it off? We didn’t even date for that long. All you have to do is say we broke up.”

“It’s not that easy. I would be disgraced in front of all of my followers. You have to understand that. Let me ask you this. If you were already married, why did you date me in the first place?”

I took a deep breath, knowing that the next words out of my mouth were going to cut him deeply. “My manager and my label made me,” I blurted out. I hadn’t meant it to come out quite so harsh, but it did.

“They made you do it. You mean forced you?”

“Oh, Jonathon. The last thing I ever wanted to do was to hurt you,” I said as I took his hand in between mine. “But my record was failing and they pushed me and said that the publicity from dating you was my last chance to save my career.”

“I see,” he said. “So to you I was nothing more than a press magnet.” He looked down at the table and shook his head. I felt so terrible knowing that I had just shattered his heart. “You know,” he said. “All of the attention has been rather good for me and my country as well. It has brought a lot of media attention to us at a time when we are vying for the next Olympic Games.”

“Well then it’s not a total loss,” I laughed, trying to lighten the mood. “At least we all came out ahead.”

“Now listen, if we call off the wedding, not only will I lose face in my country, we might lose our shot at hosting the next Olympics. Perhaps we could go through with the wedding, or at least the motions.”

I sat my glass down on the table with a thud. “Everybody is always telling me to listen. For the first time in my life I’m speaking up. We can’t go through with the wedding, fake or otherwise. I’m already married.”

“Yes, I hear you. But think about this, your fans will love it and you’ll get even more publicity.”

“That’s very sweet of you to think of my career like that, but I don’t think so Jonathon,” I said, closing my eyes.

“Well then, can I at least meet this husband of yours? I want to meet the man who stole your heart.”

I looked into his eyes and saw how broken he was. “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” I said. My heart was breaking too. I’d had such a good time with him over the last few weeks, and even though I’d always known that it was just a short fling, I was sad to see it ending.

“Please, Sasha. This is the one thing I’ve ever asked of you. Let me meet the one who won you over, who you love so dearly that I can’t steal you away from him.”

I shook my head as I looked away. “Okay,” I said. I couldn’t say anything else. He would have sat there and argued with me all day until I finally gave in. I figured I might as well get it over with and agree instead of dragging it out any longer.

***

When we pulled up in front of the house, I bit my bottom lip in fear of Caleb’s reaction. He’d been okay with everything as long as it was kept away from him. But it was about to be waved in front of his face, and I hated the idea.

As we walked up to the house, Jonathon kept his hand around my waist although I kept trying to push it away. “You need to let go of me,” I said as I opened the door. Caleb walked over to greet me and stopped short when he noticed Jonathon standing there.

“I should have known,” he said as he looked up at the ceiling, shaking his head. “You head out to break off the engagement and you come back to end your marriage. Typical Sasha Storms bullshit.” His eyes narrowed as he stared at Jonathon and I.

I moved away from Jonathon to symbolize the distance between us. “It’s not what you think, Caleb. I did break off the engagement, but he wanted to meet you.”

“It’s true,” Jonathon said. “She told me that she cannot marry me because her heart belongs to you. I wanted to meet the man who she loved so dearly that she was willing to give up becoming a princess.”

“Some things are worth more than all the riches in the world,” I said as I walked over to my husband and took his hand in mine. “Caleb, this is Prince Jonathon of Sitanisburg. Jonathon, this is my husband, Caleb.”

The two men stood there staring each other down for what felt like an eternity. I wanted to run out of the room and hide because neither one of them looked ready to back down.

“It’s nice to meet you, Your Majesty,” Caleb said, breaking the ice. “Would you like a drink?”

“Please, call me Jonathon. There is no need for any pomp and circumstance. I’d love a scotch, and then I need to talk to you.”

“What now, are you going to duel me for my wife?” Caleb laughed. “Seriously, I’ve been through enough already.”

“No, no, nothing like that. I have a business proposition for you and your lovely Sasha. I think it would be of great benefit to all of us.”

“I like the sound of that,” Caleb said before he asked Sherla to serve us drinks in the great room. He and I led the prince into the room, and sat down by the fire as he began to talk.

“Sasha explained everything to me, and I’m sorry for the way you’ve been hurt by her people over the years. In much the same way, I’ve been hurt by my handlers, and most recently by hers.”

“I told you how sorry I am,” I said as tears stung my eyes. It destroyed me to see the two men that I cared so much about being hurt by something I did.

“It’s not her fault,” Caleb said. “These people, they rescued her when she was down and out and they turned her into a star. She’s so afraid of going back to where she was, that she goes along with everything they say. They have so much power over her, and there’s nothing I can do to break it.”

Jonathon put his hand up. “No more apologies. I understand all that,” he said. “I explained to Sasha that I can’t call off the wedding for two reasons. It would cause me a huge disgrace in front of my people, and it would destroy any chance that Sitanisburg had of hosting the next Olympic Games.”

“You have to call off the wedding,” I said. “There’s no way to go forward with it. I have a husband.”

“Hear me out,” he said. “The way I see it, we were all hurt in some way, but at the same time we all gained from the game her people played. Sasha got a lot of publicity and her record sales started climbing up the charts again. My country and I got a lot of media exposure that will really help us out in our bid for the Olympics.”

Caleb nodded. “Go on,” he said.

“Sasha’s fans and the media are going crazy over the idea of a royal wedding. They want the fairy tale. They want to see the bad girl marry a prince. My people need the economic boost that the tourism from a royal wedding, and hopefully the Olympics, would bring.”

“None of that makes it any more possible,” I said, shaking my head.

“That’s where my business proposition comes in,” he said as he stared at my husband.

Caleb looked at me and then took a sip of his drink. “I’m not going to let you buy my wife, if that’s what you’re asking,” he said.

“No, of course not. I wouldn’t dream of such a thing. What I’m suggesting is that we carry on with this little charade for a while longer. If you agree to allowing a fake wedding to take place at my palace, I’ll pay you and your wife ten billion dollars.”

“That’s a very nice proposition, but we’re done with all of the game playing,” I said.

“Now honey, just take a moment to think about this,” Caleb said. “Jonathon has given us a very generous offer, and I think we should consider it. You’ll both get more publicity than either of you ever imagined, and we’ll make a few bucks off it. What’s wrong with that?”

“And after it’s all over and we get fake divorced or whatever, you’ll have enough to retire if you want to. It gives you an out to get away from the people who control you,” Jonathon added.

While I sat there contemplating the idea, Jonathon and Caleb were already making plans for our departure. “Okay,” I said even though I knew that the decision had already been made for me.

Chapter 10

After a couple more drinks, Jonathon got up to leave and started stumbling. I knew we couldn’t let him leave like that. Caleb stood up to help him walk across the room. “Why don’t you stay with us tonight?” he said. “We have several guest rooms for you to choose from.”

“Yes,” I said. You should stay here for the night.”

“No,” Jonathon said. “I need to get back to my hotel. I don’t want to intrude on you.” He started trying to break free from Caleb’s arm, so I stood up to help guide him toward the stairs.

He put his hand on my ass. I tried to move it up to my back, but he kept on moving it down. “Don’t,” I said.

“Why Sasha, you know you love it when I do this,” he said as he kissed me in front of my husband. I tried not to kiss him back, tried to push him away. I tried desperately not to feel anything, but my lips had a mind of their own and his soft, sweet lips had a way of overpowering them.

As soon as he let go of me, Caleb grabbed me and drew me into the most passionate kiss I’d ever experienced. It was like he trying to prove his prowess over the prince’s. As Caleb darted his tongue in and out of my mouth, Jonathon came up behind me and squeezed my breasts, making me moan.

Caleb dug his fingers into my ass and pulled me closer to him. I felt my chest swelling and my nipples hardening while my pussy was sweltering. Jonathon’s hard cock pressed against my ass while Caleb’s pressed against my leg. It was as if their swords were ready to duel for the chance to enter me. They both started undressing me as if I were a present to be unwrapped on Christmas day.

Not wanting to be naked all by myself, I reached out and unzipped Caleb’s pants. He and Jonathon motioned at each other, and they started stripping their clothes off as if they had given each other the go-ahead.

Fear and excitement ran through both my head and body. I had never had a threesome before, nor had I had sex with any other man besides Caleb. For the first time, I wanted two men, and I wanted them both at the same time.

Jonathon started kissing the back of my neck, while Caleb kissed my collarbone and started kissing his way down between my breasts to my navel. I ran my fingers through my hair as they both toyed with me. Jonathon kept groping at my breasts while Caleb had made his way down to my sweet spot.

I lost my balance and the men helped me down to my knees. Caleb pressed his fingers against my clit and rubbed hard. I rolled my hips against them in a frenzy. Having both men naked and wanting me made me so hot with passion.

I rubbed myself so hard against Caleb’s fingers while Jonathon moved around in front of me and started licking my nipples and nibbling them. I gasped while they both ravished my body in ways I’d never imagined.

Suddenly the rhythm of the hand on my clit changed, and I knew it wasn’t my husbands anymore. Knowing that Jonathon was touching me, feeling me, made me so horny and so hot I thought I was going to explode.

I moaned and rubbed against him while Caleb came up behind me and thrust his hard cock into my pussy. Jonathon’s fingers gave way to the warmth of his soft tongue as it licked its way up and down along my slit, making me even wetter than before.

Caleb held me in place while he pounded my pussy so Jonathon could give me a good tongue bath. When he took my clit in between his juicy lips he set my body on fire, and I cried out as Caleb grasped tightly at my breasts.

I wanted and needed more, and the two of them sensed my impending need. I felt Caleb pull out of me, while Jonathon moved up and kissed me. I could taste my juices on his tongue and it drove me wild.

His enormous throbbing cock slid into my pussy and stretched it wide. Caleb’s cock slid up and down between my ass cheeks while he held them apart with his fingers. I’d wanted Caleb’s cock in my ass so bad, but I’d never done that before, and I was scared.

Jonathon reached down and massaged my clit while he thrust in and out of me. The pleasure soaring through my body made me not care about what was going on with my butt. I sucked my breath when the tip of Caleb’s dick pressed against my tiny asshole.

But between Jonathon’s rubbing and thrusting, I found myself rocking my hips harder and faster, and before I knew it Caleb’s cock slid right in. The three of us rocked together in a hot, sweaty frenzy of bodies while we moaned and ground on each other.

I felt myself going over the edge and I knew I couldn’t take anymore. I grabbed Jonathon’s ass cheeks to pull him deeper into me. My heart started beating faster and my pulse raced. Everything started spinning and my body was on fire.

Heat rose from my pelvis and spread throughout my body as I came in wave after wave of orgasm. When I finally stopped shuddering, Jonathon started giving my pussy the pounding it deserved.

He had a look on his face of determination while he thrust deeper and harder. Caleb drove my ass with his cock. I loved being stuck there in between the two of them, feeling them both sliding in and out of me together.

I felt Caleb’s cock expanding in my ass as his breathing became more labored. He yelled out and filled my ass with his cum. His release sent Jonathon over the edge, and I felt his body stiffen as his breathing quickened. He moaned loudly as his cock exploded deep in my pussy, releasing spurts of his royal cum.