Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“I’m not sure what’s waiting for me at home,” Darcy muses. “Like I mentioned, people keep trying to take over our family farm.”
“People?” I query. “Like whom? The government?”
She gets a rueful look on her pretty features.
“No, because I actually think the government might be easier to deal with. It’s this other family of ranchers. Our nemeses, the McLaughlins.”
I giggle.
“Kind of like the Hatfield-McCoy feud from days of yore?”
But instead of laughing, Darcy nods and frowns.
“Yeah, basically. The problem is that the McLaughlins want our land, and they’ll stop at nothing to get it. Seriously, they would skin their own sons alive if it meant they could get Pa’s property.”
I wrinkle my nose.
“That’s disgusting. Are you serious?”
Darcy nods, totally serious.
“Yeah, and the worst of them is Rock McLaughlin, the oldest of the bunch. That asshole is a total womanizer, and last I heard, he knocked up three different women all within the same year. Gross, right?”
Actually, my ears perk up.
“Well, at least he’s virile. I always like it when a man is proven when it comes to this kind of thing.”
Darcy glares at me.
“Seriously, Matilda. Rock McLaughlin is a fucking monster, and I want nothing to do with him.”
“Even if he has two cocks?” I ask in an arch tone. After all, I’ve confessed to Darcy that my boyfriend has two huge prongs that he uses to satisfy me each night, and while Darcy didn’t believe it at first, I think she’s come around. After all, we’ve toiled in the Colonies, escaped with our lives, and survived a revolution. It means that anything can happen, including a man with a genetic mutation endowing him with two poles of pleasure.
But Darcy’s hell-bent on hating this Rock guy.
“If Rock McLaughlin has two dicks, then all the better,” she mutters with vengeance in her eyes. “Because I’ll cut them off both and feed them to him.”
I merely smile.
“So violent, girlfriend! Well, if you ever meet a man with double cocks, I think you should take the opportunity to ride them before cutting them off. At least try it out,” I cajole in a playful tone. “You never know. Maybe you’ll like it.”
“Oh you!” Darcy exclaims, her cheeks going red. “Here I am talking about my family’s existential struggle, and you’re talking about your boyfriend’s anatomy!”
I nod smugly.
“Haakon’s anatomy is my favorite subject in the world.” But then I check the time. “Oh shit, I have to go,” I say before leaping to my feet. “Let yourself out of the castle? Let’s meet up one more time before you leave for America too. I’m going to miss you, Darce.”
We kiss on the cheek, and then I fly out of the room and upstairs to Haakon’s chambers. My man is already lying on the bed, his huge form naked, and those two cocks stiff and dripping. Immediately, my pussy moistens because this is what I live for: loving my alpha male and enjoying the special pleasures that only Haakon can provide.
“Where the fuck were you?” he growls, lifting his head to look at me.
“I was with my friend,” I murmur appreciatively while shedding my dress. Soon, my curves bounce free and Haakon groans as he takes in my creamy tits and sopping cunt. “Remember Darcy? She’s leaving Lysenia soon in search of her own man with two cocks.”
“There are no other men with two cocks as far as I know,” Haakon growls as I climb onto the big mattress. “It’s only my family.”
I giggle as I position his two huge members at my holes, rubbing the pre-come around the tiny orifices to get them wet. Then I sigh as I toss my head back, sliding down on the double cock that makes me so happy every time.
“Yes, but Darcy’s got her own issues,” I whisper breathlessly as the huge shafts shake me to my core. “Goodness, you feel big today!”
“Because I am big. But no more talk of your friends and their lives,” my boyfriend rasps as he looks up at me with hungry blue eyes. “Because I want to work on getting you pregnant,” he adds. “Bounce, baby, bounce. Jerk me off with your little pussy hole, and then turn around and take my second cock in that same hole. Let me fill you with two loads from my two cocks, and maybe we’ll have twins conceived from different sets of sperm.”
I gasp, my eyes flying open as I go still for a moment.
“Oh my god, is that even possible? Besides, if we’re going to get pregnant, don’t you think that we should get married first?”
My boyfriend’s blue eyes gleam as he looks up with me.
“Why, thank you for proposing, Matilda. I accept your offer. I’d love to become your husband.”
With that, I squeal while slapping him lightly on a muscular shoulder because Haakon is impossible. The Crown Prince is arrogant, annoying, an asshole, intelligent, courageous, and most of all, he’s all mine.