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“Darling, are you still in a meeting?” I turn to look at the door, certain that my imagination is playing tricks on me. King Charming is unfortunately waiting for his wife to answer.

Cinder is unbothered as she scoots up Lana’s body, turning at the last moment so she can stare down her lover’s body as she sits on her face. Gods, they’re going to get me killed.

As Lana drags her tongue through Cinder’s arousal, Cinder’s eyes focus on the door.

“I haven’t seen my sister in ages, so we’re talking before she leaves,” she says, though her voice is slightly breathy. “Can you give us another twenty minutes?”

Lana’s eyes widen, beginning to suck on Cinder’s clit as she grunts softly. I expect trying to be quiet enough to enjoy cuckolding your husband while still fucking your girlfriend’s face is difficult. I force myself to sit back in my chair, watching them impassively.

“Drizella? Are you really in there?” Charming asks suspiciously.

“Yes, I’m in here, and I’m ready to go home and take a nap, Your Highness,” I tell him, not even bothering to hide the yawn that escapes.

Cinder rolls her eyes as she massages her breasts, beginning to flush as her arousal heightens. I try to hold my breath but I can hear her wetness beginning to cover Lana’s chin.

“Alright then, I’ll leave you to it. Dinner in a couple of weeks is non-negotiable, Drizella,” he says sourly as he walks away.

“That’ll be fun,” Cinder grumbles sarcastically, biting her lip to hold back a moan. The only positive to having to be here is that she forgets herself when she’s in the throes of passion.

“I’m not going to enjoy what he has planned, will I?” I ask running my fingers along my cleavage. Though most of it is covered, I know my step-sister knows exactly what I look like naked.

“Oh Gods,” she mutters, her eyes on the path my fingers make. Whimpering, she grinds her hips on Lana’s face. “I should make you help her.”

Thankfully I’ve never been pulled into their lovemaking, always forced to watch. Cinder forgets me again as Lana pushes her fingers inside her channel.

“Yes, I… What was the question, Drizella?” Cinder asks as if she’s not close enough for me to touch.

“The dinner, I won’t enjoy it, will I?” I ask in a clipped tone, watching as Cinder’s nipples flush to a deeper mauve. I can time this woman’s orgasms, and I know I have maybe two minutes before I can escape.

“No. It’ll be awful,” Cinder moans, her eyes blown with desire as she shudders. “Lana, I’m almost there.”

Lana continues in her efforts, and I’m close enough that I can see her mouth work Cinder over.

“Why will it be awful?” I ask, pushing my luck.

Unfortunately, Cinder pinches her nipples as Lana does something with her fingers inside of her, making her come for her. Shit, I was so close. Breathing hard, my step-sister glares at me, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure.

“I think you just need to see when you come for dinner,” Cinder insists. “I should punish you for almost making me tell you, but I don't have the time.”

“That’s a real shame,” I murmur, standing. “I do enjoy our time together. Goodbye.”

Cinder’s eyes widen as she realizes I am leaving, scrambling quickly off the table to get dressed. Lana sighs, sitting up while licking her lips. Gods, they really are made for each other. As I turn my back to them, I hear clothing rustling, and Lana runs to the passageway naked with her clothing and shoes in her arms as I open the door.

“You’re being a brat,” Cinder complains, appearing next to me completely dressed. “You don’t understand the kind of pressure I’m under.”

I don’t say a word as I walk out with her berating me under her breath. “Enjoy your freedom while it lasts,” she says as she opens the door I walked in. “Are you any closer to finding out who the leader is?”

“I am,” I tell her. “I am on track to find out his identity, and if all goes to plan, he’ll be in his rightful place.”

My words may be what she wants to hear, but aren't at all what I mean. Kenzo and I need to spend some more time together if he's going to be at my side to rule Forbach. It is his birthright, after all.

Nineteen

ISAAC

It’s been three days since Silla went to see her step-sister and she’s been twitchy ever since. Every night, she wakes up screaming Charming’s name. I want to murder him, and I’ve never really had an issue with our king before.

Other than the fact that he allows Cinder’s insanity to reign as queen.