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Unexpected

Summary: The bachelor party in NYC takes a turn after meeting an unexpected stranger.

Pairing: Liam x MC x Drake

A/N: This one shot was sparked after having a conversation one night about random things lol! Thank you @dcbbw for your help and talking me out of my panick and for your friendship and just being your beautiful self 😘

**My read more break is not working. I’m tagging this as #long post if anyone wants to filter it.**

Warnings: Definitely NSFW, 18+

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“Ok,” Maxwell rubbed his hands together. “There’s only one rule tonight...have fun at all costs!”

Drake rolled his eyes. “Ok, Beaumont. Whatever you say.”

“I’m serious! And especially you, Liam! This is it, man...your last hoorah. Once we head back tomorrow, that’s it for you. There will never be another night like tonight in your life. So you better soak it up and take whatever it gives you.”

Liam arched his brow with a smirk. “Alright...we’ll have to see what the night brings.” He glanced over making quick eye contact with Drake before standing and heading towards the door, his hand grazing Drake’s on the way out. After all these years, Liam’s touch still sent a shiver down his spine, Drake gathering himself before following them out, hoping to get some time with him like they had talked about, only agreeing to go out to appease Maxwell.

Liam, Drake, Maxwell and Tariq were in New York City for Liam’s ‘bachelor’ party. Once they headed back to Cordonia the following day, the social season would begin and Liam’s life would never be the same after that. He would go through the motions, choose his bride at the end, get married, produce an heir, all in a timely fashion, just as what was expected of him, ever the good Prince. He wanted one last weekend, one last time out before his role as Crown Prince of Cordonia became who he was. When choosing where to go, he had a couple of options in mind, but what solidified New York as the destination was a quote that he had come across while choosing — ‘Somewhere between living and dreaming, there’s New York.’ He didn’t know why, but it was in that moment that he felt as if the city that never sleeps was calling him there.

They walked down the street after Maxwell did a quick search of the area, finding a well known club. Maxwell and Tariq walked through the doors and inside of Kismet, Drake and Liam slowing their pace behind them stopping on the sidewalk off to the side for a moment. “Do we really have to go in there?” Drake groaned, hearing the thumping music from inside the club all the way outside.

“I know we said we would try to spend some time together. Let’s just go in, have a few drinks, and then maybe we can sneak out and head back to the hotel.” Liam gave him his signature half smirk that always got Drake. Drake huffed and nodded and Liam reached out giving his hand a squeeze. “Thank you.”

They turned to head for the door seeing a small group of woman walking towards the door themselves. They watched as one stopped talking with the bouncer, smiling and laughing with him. She was wearing a tight black mini dress that clung to her body showing off every one of her perfect curves and her long legs, both Liam and Drake unaware of the other staring at her before the bouncer let her and her friends inside and she disappeared from view. They both shook it off and walked inside and to the table where Maxwell and Tariq were waiting, ordering drinks as they scoped out the scene before taking a booth.

They all smirked as they took in the sight of the beautiful women that filled the inside of the club. You certainly didn’t see women like this in Cordonia, at least not in their circle. Those women back home were prim, proper, and bred their whole lives to marry for rank and status and they carried themselves as such.

As Liam’s eyes scanned the crowd, they landed on the woman he saw outside, getting a much closer look at her this time. She was absolutely gorgeous, her long brown hair in loose curls cascading down her back. He let out a low whistle and Drake looked over to him before he followed his gaze, his brows raising when his eyes landed on what Liam was staring at, the woman he also saw outside. “Wow...”

“Right?”

The woman turned and was with a couple of others as she walked down to the dance floor with them, each of her friends with a man on their arms. “You think she’s third wheeling it?” Drake leaned over and asked Liam as they watched her.

“Maybe...the two she’s with are each dancing with someone, and she’s not...”

She may not have had someone dancing with her, but that didn’t stop her from partaking in the fun. They watched her hips move to the beat of the music, her smile lighting up as she laughed with the ones she was down there with, her body swaying just right. She could certainly dance, and not the dancing they were used to seeing. This was no choreographed ballroom waltz. The way she was moving in that moment would be forbidden back in Cordonia, but both of them stared in awe of that forbidden fruit. They watched her dance between her two friends, one of them placing their hands on her hips as she moved them to the beat, something about the sight causing both men to swallow hard. Liam stuck his finger in his collar trying to loosen it as he eyed her while Drake sipped his whiskey, his eyes locked on her over the rim of the glass in his hand.

Riley danced with her friends on the dance floor, laughing as she let loose that night, needing this night out to unwind after a week of final exams, her and her friends out celebrating the end of their semester. As she spun to face her friends she glanced out of the corner of her eye seeing two men both nonchalantly looking at her from a table that sat against the back wall. She smirked as she looked back at her friends, tucking her hair behind her ear as she continued dancing.

A short time later Riley walked off the floor leaving her friends needing a drink and headed towards the bar. She glanced back to see the two men looking at her, both looking away as they saw her catch their gaze. She turned back to the bartender smiling. “You don’t happen to know what those two gentlemen at the back table are drinking, do you?” He smiled and nodded. “One each for them, whatever they’re having...make it a double of one of theirs for me, please and thank you.”

Drake and Liam sat at their table, Tariq and Maxwell now down on the dance floor pre occupied by a group of women they ditched the other two for. They both kept glancing at the woman at the bar when suddenly she started making her way towards them, carrying three glasses in her dainty hands. “Is she coming this way?” Liam asked, his eyes locked on her.

“I believe she is.”

She approached their table and they both looked up at her as she set the glasses down sliding one to Liam and the other to Drake before lifting her own and taking a small sip. “Saw you two staring, figured I’d bring you some drinks and introduce myself,” she smirked. “I’m Riley Brooks.”

“Riley,” Liam smiled as he held out his hand taking hers. “I’m Liam. Care to join us?” He motioned to the open seat and she nodded as she sat in the chair across from them.

“Drake,” he spoke giving her a slight smile with a nod.

“Nice to meet you both,” she rested her chin on her hand.

The three of them sat talking for a little bit at the table getting to know one another, both Liam and Drake doing their best to win her attention, but not overly doing it where they came off as obnoxious. They told Riley that they were from a small island in the Mediterranean and Liam, waiting for the typical response, reluctantly divulged that he was the crown prince, but much to his surprise and Drake’s as well, she could have cared less.

After a while she decided she wanted to dance more and since that wasn’t Drake’s thing, she pulled Liam out onto the dance floor with her. He stood behind her, hands on her hips and her body pulled flush against his as she moved to the music, pressing herself into him. She spun in his arms and looked up at him to see this hunger filled look in his eyes.

“My, my, Liam. What’s on your mind right now?” She smirked up at him.

He dipped his mouth to her ear. “How it’s definitely gotten a little warm in here all of a sudden.”

Drake sat at the table and watched as Liam smooth talked Riley on the dance floor, something he was used to, watching women completely lose themselves in Liam’s presence. When he and Liam were first starting out, it would fill him with jealousy, but he had gotten used to it over the years. But tonight, Drake was feeling a bit of jealousy not over what he normally would, but that the beautiful stranger was giving all of her attention to Liam in that moment. Maybe it was from the alcohol, but he felt the need to compete with Liam for this woman's attention and affections.

As they danced, Liam’s hands gripped on Riley’s hips, he pulled back looking at her for a moment before he leaned down capturing her lips, his firm against her soft ones. She slid her tongue across his bottom lip gaining entrance and finding his. This wasn’t something he would normally do, but he had a bit of liquid courage and he was supposed to be having a good time that night, Maxwell’s orders. He couldn’t explain it, never having felt it before, but something felt as if it ignited in him the moment his lips touched hers, this instant feeling coursing through him.

They parted a moment later and she looked up at him through her lashes as he stared down at her, still trying to figure out what that was he felt when his lips met hers. “Let’s go grab a drink.” She took his hand and pulled him back to the bar where Liam ordered the next round of drinks for the three of them and they brought them back to the table where Drake was sitting.

Drake watched as Liam set the drinks down and heard Riley thank him, knowing he bought them. “How about the next ones on me?” Drake suggested glancing quickly at Liam and then away.

She smiled and nodded. “Sounds good.” Just then her phone rang and she excused herself for a minute to take the call.

Liam sat and turned to Drake smirking. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What? You’re not up for some friendly competition?” Drake laughed.

“You know I don’t do competition when it comes to you,” Liam gave his hand a squeeze under the table.

“Actually, come to think of it, Li...it’s been a long time since we’ve shared a woman together...a very long time.”

“You’re right, it has. But...is she up for it?” They both sat there staring at Riley as she spoke on the phone.

“Only one way to find out.”

Riley returned to the table a few moments later and they sat talking some more, both Drake and Liam asking about her. She told them how she was in college at Fordham, just having finished her semester which was why she was out celebrating. Liam became more than interested when she told them she was studying art history.

After a while Drake headed back up to the bar getting them each another round and also ordering a tray of shots. As he walked back he noticed that Liam was now sitting next to Riley rather than across from her. As he approached the table and set down the tray, Riley looked up arching her brow in question. “How about a drinking game?” He asked sitting next to her on her other side.

“Ok,” she nodded and Drake peeked on the other side of her to Liam who nodded in agreement.

“The games never have I ever. Ever played?” She nodded. “Alright, lets begin.”

The game started off easy, Riley going first followed by Liam then Drake. The easy, mundane questions were thrown out first, each of them tossing back equal amounts of drinks. Then they started bringing up more spirited questions, ones that both Drake and Liam were curious to know the answers to. They stopped following the rules of the game, asking questions they knew they would be drinking to as well.

“Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex?” Riley asked and all of them drank.

“Never have I ever been with someone of the same sex,” Liam arched his brow at her before he and Drake both tossed back a shot.

She noticed both of them drank. “You two...” she motioned her finger to Drake then turned to her right looking at Liam. “Ok,” she smiled. “Wait...have you two been together?”

“We don’t kiss and tell, Brooks,” Drake smirked. She turned and looked over at Liam who shrugged with a coy grin. “My turn. Never have I ever...had a threesome?”

Riley watched as they both lifted another glass and tossed back another shot, Drake and Liam once again noticing she didn’t drink. “Ok, well now I just feel very inexperienced,” she let out a chuckle.

“Well...it looks like you lost and I’m one up on Liam, so I win,” Drake noted.

“So what do you win then?” She looked at him suggestively.

He leaned in closer to her. “How about a kiss?”

She bit her lip through a smirk looking into his chocolate eyes, giving a subtle nod. He leaned in and softly captured her lips, this instant spark running through him as they connected, his tongue finding hers rolling against it as his hand went to her waist. Riley got lost in that kiss with him when suddenly she felt this tingle course through her feeling Liam’s hand grazing across her thigh. Drake and Riley parted a moment later, both staring at one another intently and in that moment he felt drunk and it wasn’t from the alcohol. Riley turned looking down at Liam’s hand on her thigh before looking up at his almond eyes biting her lower lip.

Liam stood a moment later moving around the table coming next to Drake who was still sitting, his hand going to Drake’s shoulder. “Riley...we're about to head back to our hotel to enjoy some fun before our last night in New York is over. Care to join us?” Liam arched his brow.

“Fun? With each other?” She looked between the two of them.

“And you...if you're interested, that is,” Drake stared at her intently, the corner of his mouth tugging upward into a subtle smirk. They were hoping to have some fun on this trip and they both thought that the addition of this beautiful stranger would make it even more gratifying and certainly more memorable.

She looked between the two of them, her heart racing, but not from nerves, from excitement and anticipation. This was something she had never done before, but she wasn’t afraid to try, she had just never had the opportunity. What the hell, she thought. “I’m very interested.”

Drake looked up at Liam, excitement in his eyes and a huge grin on his face. Liam, however was looking at Riley. “We have a few things to discuss on the way.”

The three of them exited Kismet and walked to the limo sliding in, Drake shutting the door behind him and telling the driver to head to the hotel before closing the divider between him and the backseat. Drake sat on one side of her and Liam on the other and she could swear in that moment they were able to hear her heart pounding. Liam placed his hand on her cheek and turned her face towards his. "Riley, you are well aware of my status and title. I hope it goes without saying that the utmost discretion is both required and given with whatever happens tonight.”

“Yes,” she nodded her head.

“Good girl,” he smirked. Something about the tone of his voice when he spoke those two words, she could already feel the heat pooling inside her.

“But how about tonight you don’t have a title. You’re not a prince. You’re just a regular, ordinary guy...giving into desire.” At her words, Liam leaned in and captured her lips in a sensual kiss, his tongue slowly exploring her mouth. They parted a moment later and Liam brushed his thumb across her full lips. “You have never been involved in a threesome before?” Riley shook her head, feeling somewhat embarrassed in that moment that she was the only one who hadn’t between the three of them. “Drake and I are both gentlemen and would never ask you nor force you to do anything you are uncomfortable with. What are some things you would want to do and what are you not agreeable to at all?”

“At this point, I’m up for anything...I’ll tell you if something is too much or off limits when we get there.”

“Fair enough,” Drake spoke as he turned her to face him kissing her, tugging at her bottom lip as they parted. “We also use safe words, so if at any time you want whatever we are doing to end, just say the word. Our current safe word is apple, but we can change that if you want.”

“Well, we’re in the big apple...seems fitting.”

Drake smiled before leaning in to kiss her again, Riley feeling Liam’s hand graze up her thigh slipping under her dress, her legs slightly falling open to allow him access. Liam’s lips were on her neck a moment later as his hand reached the lace fabric of her thong, her body shuddering as he started moving his fingers over her at a tantalizing pace, Liam able to tell how ready she was. “She’s soaked, Drake,” Liam murmured against her neck before kissing right below her ear.

Drake’s hand slid over the front of her to the curves of her chest, kneading and caressing her as he kissed the other side of her neck. Her heart was hammering, feeling both sets of their hands and lips on her as she closed her eyes, reveling in the feeling of it all. Just then Liam’s hand came off her as well as Drake’s and her eyes flew open. “We’re here,” Drake smirked. She swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling as she looked at him before they slid out of the limo, the three of them walking inside.

They moved to the elevator and Liam hit the button to the top floor for his suite feeling the extra space would make everyone more comfortable. They made it to the door, Liam swiping the keycard and they walked inside, Riley setting her bag down as she looked around the large living area. “Can I get you a drink, Riley?” Liam asked as he poured himself and Drake each one.

“Please,” she smiled. Liam nodded and poured her a glass tossing a couple ice cubes into it before handing it to her. She took a sip feeling the amber liquid burn her throat on the way down, but it somehow calmed her with just that one sip.

“Why don’t we move this to the bedroom...” Liam suggested. Drake nodded and Liam took her hand leading her to the large master bedroom, each with their drinks.

They stepped inside the room, Riley’s eyes landing on the king size bed. “So...how are you feeling about this so far?” Liam asked stepping directly in front of her, feeling Drake’s hands on her waist from behind a moment later.

“I’m curious...and excited,” she smiled mischievously up at him.

Liam took a sip of his drink as his eyes locked down on hers, licking his lips as he set the glass down. “Good,” she heard Drake speak into her ear, his hot breath on her skin causing her eyes to flutter.

She opened her eyes and took a step back looking between the two of them. “I want you two to strip.” She took a sip of her drink looking at them over the rim of her glass.

“And what about you?” Drake quirked his brow.

“I’ll give you a little show once you’re done,” she smirked setting her glass down. She watched as the two of them moved, both their burning gazes locked on hers. Shirts were unbuttoned, muscles flexing as they moved, shoes kicked off, belts undone and pants and boxers dropping to the floor until both men stood bare before her. She bit her lip as she admired their fit, muscular bodies.

“I believe it’s your turn,” Liam smirked.

She grinned and slowly turned so her back was facing the two of them, moving her hair to the side. She looked back giving them a coy smile and locked eyes with them as she reached back and grasped the zipper at the back of her dress, pulling it down at a teasing pace as they both stood there in anticipation. She shimmied her hips out of the tight dress a moment later, bending over as she pushed it to her feet giving them the perfect view, making sure to take her time before stepping out of it and standing back up. She turned to face them, her hair cascading down the front of her chest, long enough to just cover up her full breasts. She slid her thong off and stepped out of it before looking back up at them moving her hair back.

“Damn, Brooks,” Drake’s eyes roamed her naked body, drinking in the sight of her. They both stepped up to her, her heart racing at the way they were both looking at her in that moment. Drake went behind her, his lips falling on her neck a moment later, moving in slow opened mouth kisses down to her shoulder. Liam stood before her as they looked at one another before he leaned down capturing her lips in an impassioned kiss, his tongue rolling against hers. After a moment Drake moved around to the front of her and Liam broke the kiss with her and turned pulling Drake into a heated kiss of their own. She had never been more turned on than she was in that moment, seeing their lips fused with both of their hands still caressing her. She reached her hands down grasping both of their hard cocks and stroked them both, hearing them let out groans before they parted. Drake then pulled her in crashing his lips to hers as Liam’s hands grazed over her curves moving behind her.

Drake and Riley parted and he glanced over catching Liam’s ravenous gaze peering over her shoulder as his hand slid to the front of her chest, rolling her nipple between his fingers, this fire in his eyes he hadn’t seen in a long time. The way Liam was looking at Riley in that moment was enough to turn Drake on, as if he wasn’t already. He stepped forward, his fingertips grazing up her thigh to her dripping center, sliding his fingers through her slick lips. “Damn, Li, you’re right, she is fucking soaked,” his voice was gruff as he moved his fingers over her clit in tantalizing circles. Her head dropped back on Liam’s chest as her eyes fluttered shut getting lost in the moment, both of their hands on her again.

“Remember, safe word is apple.” She nodded biting her lip and Drake dropped to his knees lifting her leg over his shoulder as he trailed in lips inward on her thigh. He slipped his tongue through her slit as his lips dropped around her clit sucking and swirling his tongue, his hand reaching behind her to grasp Liam’s thick cock stroking him as he devoured her. Liam glanced down as he sucked in a sharp breath to see Drake’s mouth on her pussy, his hand working his cock and he gnawed his lower lip at the sight. “Oh my god,” Riley softly whimpered as her hand slid through Drake’s brown locks tugging him closer.

“Do you like the way Drake’s mouth feels on you?” Liam’s whispered in her ear feeling her body starting to shake and tense.

“God, yes,” she mewled, her breathing uneven. Liam tilted her face to meet his capturing her lips and swallowing the moans that were escaping her, her other hand reaching up to the back of his neck deepening the kiss. The way she kissed him in that moment left Liam feeling intoxicated and like Drake, it wasn’t from the alcohol. There was something about this woman, something he had never felt before. Drake removed his hand from Liam bringing it to Riley, delving two fingers inside her, pumping and curling to hit that spot as his mouth worked her clit. “Oh fuck, Drake!” She moaned as he brought her right to the edge and she tipped over. Her legs quivered beneath her, Liam holding her up as her body tensed and Drake lapped up her nectar. He rose up, his mouth slick with her essence as he pulled Liam in kissing him allowing him to taste her from his lips.

“Mmm,” Liam groaned. “I believe it’s my turn to have a taste. Come to the bed, Riley.” Liam walked her over to the bed and she climbed on. He laid down on the bed, his head near the edge. “Come here,” his tone soft yet commanding. Riley straddled him and he grabbed her hips pulling her up to his face flashing a smirk as he wrapped his arms around her thighs lowering her down, her body jerking as she felt his velvet tongue against her pussy. “You taste so damn good,” he growled before he closed his eyes moaning against her as his mouth covered her already sensitive clit and his tongue licked her slippery folds.

Drake stepped up in front of her and she looked up at him, his lips crashing onto hers again. They parted and she reached up grasping Drake’s hard cock stroking him a few times. Liam opened his eyes just as Riley’s luscious lips went around Drake’s tip, his own cock twitching at the sight. He watched as Drake’s head dropped back with a groan as he disappeared into the wet heat of her mouth.

Riley started moaning from Liam’s movements as Drake thrust in and out of her mouth, sending vibrations through him. “Fuck, Brooks, that feels so fucking good,” he groaned as he grabbed a fist full of her hair, her tongue flicking and swirling against his cock just right, her hand swiveling in a rhythm with her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks as she released him with a pop.

“Oh god, Liam!” Riley moaned, his tongue like magic as he worked her expertly. Drake moved away from Riley and came onto the bed between Liam’s legs, taking his throbbing cock in his hand, Liam groaning causing a loud moan to escape Riley. Drake’s lips wrapped around Liam’s cock as Riley felt her coil tightening once again. She slid her hand through Liam’s hair as she gyrated her hips against his mouth, his tongue moving between her clit and probing her entrance. “Oh fuck, right there, Liam,” she dropped her head back, her breathing ragged. Her back arched a moment later as Liam’s grip on her tightened to hold her in place, the pleasure rippling through her as Liam continued working through her second release, moaning against her from Drake’s mouth on his cock.

Liam felt Riley's trembles subside under his tongue as it still licked at her wet folds. Drake's tongue curling and coiling around his ever stiffening cock was still eliciting moans from him. Drake's eyes opened and he saw Riley's perfect ass staring him in the face. The sight of this woman in the bed, grinding her pussy on Liam's face was exciting the hell out of him. They had shared women before — duchesses and countesses, everyday women. But Riley? She was another pretty woman in a sea of pretty women, but she wasn't. She was special. She was somehow different. And her pleasure was fueling his desire to please every person in the room.

He swallowed Liam whole, the pad of his thumb pressing against him. His hands squeezed Liam's balls and Liam bucked his hips towards Drake's mouth at the sensation before slowly and reluctantly angling his hips away. He gently tapped Riley's ass, signaling her to climb off. She lifted her leg over Liam's head and landed on her side looking into Liam’s eyes. With his lips wet with her essence, Liam leaned in kissing her. She licked his bottom lip before letting his mouth capture hers, tasting herself all over his tongue. Drake had slid in behind her, his lips kissing her shoulder blades while his hand stroked his cock, the head of which was pressed into her back.

“What would you like to do next, Riley?” Drake murmured against her skin.

Riley was caught up in the kiss and sensations — Liam made her feel as if she were drowning in his mouth, while feeling Drake's cock pressed against her kept her barely above water. Her and Liam parted and she stared at him. “I want to fuck Liam.”

Liam smirked as his thumb brushed across her nipple. “You want to fuck royalty, Riley?” His tone was low and husky sending a shiver down her spine.

She nodded biting her lip, but then turned back to Drake. “But I don’t want you left out.”

Before Drake could answer, Liam rolled Riley to her back and leaned over pulling Drake into a passionate kiss. They parted and he looked back down to her. “I'll take care of you. And you take care of him,” he whispered before crashing his lips onto hers the next moment, Drake flashing a smirk. “Are you ready for me, Riley?” Liam asked before leaning forward and kissing her again, tugging at her bottom lip as they parted. She nodded, her lust blown eyes locked on his.

Riley laid stretched out in the bed on her back, head at the end of the bed as Drake got up moving to stand before her and Liam moved positioning himself between her spread legs, his hands pushing her breasts together. His mouth came down to her nipple, his tongue leaving wet circles around the peaked bud, swirling and sucking before moving to the other. His eyes lifted up towards her face to see her head arched back as Drake's cock slid between her velvet lips.

Drake growled as Riley’s mouth swallowed him, her tongue wrapping around his head and licking the underside of his shaft as he fucked her mouth. “Just like that, Brooks.” Riley’s mouth took Drake even deeper, her saliva coating his cock. She could feel the head of Liam’s cock pressing against her, her body shuddering with want, Liam watching as Drake dropped his head back with a groan as he hit the back of her throat.

Liam sat back on his haunches and shifted closer to her as he lined himself up to her dripping entrance, sliding his tip through her slippery lips. His cock was throbbing as he finally slid into her tight wetness. “Fuuuck,” he groaned loudly, dropping his head for a moment hearing her moan as he filled her completely. “You are so fucking tight, Riley.” He waited a moment allowing her to adjust before sheathing himself out to the tip and driving himself back in setting a pace. Liam gripped her hips to keep her in place and looked up to see Drake’s cock disappearing over and over again into her mouth. He met Drake’s fiery gaze and they both leaned forward like a magnet was pulling them in, their lips crashing into each other’s in a passion fueled kiss as their tongues explored each other’s mouths.

They parted a moment later and Riley slid Drake from her mouth. “Oh my god, Liam!” He was hitting that spot so deep inside her with each hard thrust, Liam smirking as he watched her fall apart under his touch her breathing heavy and uneven. “Liam, I’m going-“ she stopped mid sentence as her back arched, a burst of wetness coating Liam’s length. “Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She moaned loudly, her body trembling beneath him.

“You feel so fucking good,” Liam growled, thrusting through her ecstasy filled release, slowing his pace slightly. She grasped Drake’s cock and slid her lips back around it as he thrust into her mouth, Liam watching as he gnawed his lower lip, wanting to feel her mouth around his own cock. “You like sucking Drake’s cock, Riley?” She moaned in response as Liam continued to push into her. “Would you like to feel him in your pussy?” Liam looked up at Drake. “It’s so tight and wet.”

Drake nodded. He needed to be inside her, to feel her. He pulled himself from her mouth and leaned down kissing her deeply as Liam pulled himself out of her wetness. “On all fours, Brooks,” Drake ordered, his tone was filled with need. She moved in the bed on her knees turning her back towards Drake, Liam now laying before her. Drake grabbed her from behind pulling her back flush to his chest, his hands caressing her breasts and rolling her nipples between his fingers, Liam watching the little show in front of him. Drakes lips kissed down every notch of her spine pushing her forward further the lower he went, his hand splayed between her shoulder blades to guide her, her head coming right between Liam’s legs. She felt Drake's hand graze across her ass before giving it a slap. She then felt his tongue sliding through her slick lips from behind as she moaned. He came up a moment later lining himself up. “You ready for me to fuck you, Brooks?”

“Yes,” she moaned, moving her hips back into him.

“Yes, what?”

“Fuck me, Drake!” Drake smirked and plunged himself into her. “Oh fuck!” Her mouth fell open, her eyes rolling back as her walls stretched around his impressive girth, a loud moan escaping her. He gripped her hips tightly, setting a rough and steady pace.

She grasped Liam’s cock stroking him, her gaze locked on his as she wrapped her lips around him as she slid down the length of his cock, tasting herself on him. “Mmm, god, Riley,” Liam moaned as he watched her. “Fuck that feels amazing,” he sucked in a sharp breath as her mouth and tongue were moving over him expertly. His hand ran through her hair grabbing a fistful as he thrust into her mouth, Riley feeling Drake driving himself into her from behind, already feeling another orgasm building. Liam looked up at Drake watching as he slammed himself into Riley, his grunts and her moans, that were sending vibrations through him, filling the air. He bucked his hips, his entire body tensing as he finally released himself with a long, low groan, Riley taking everything he gave her as she slowed her movements.

Drake could feel her walls fluttering around him as he drove himself in harder and deeper. “Cum for me, Brooks,” he groaned. Liam sat forward reaching his hand between her legs rubbing his fingers over her sensitive clit as his other hand went to the back of her neck, crashing his lips onto hers swallowing her moans as she came undone once again, Drake feeling her coating his length with her nectar. “Fuck, Brooks!” He moaned from the sensation thrusting harder. He pulled out, streams of his hot seed spilling onto her ass as he dropped his head back, his fingers digging into her flesh.

Liam dropped back on the bed catching his breath, wiping the sweat from brow, Drake grabbing a couple of cloths, tossing Liam one and cleaning Riley and himself off. Riley flopped onto the bed a moment later, her heart hammering in her chest as she tried to get her bearings. “That...was incredible...” she breathed.

Drake and Liam both grinned looking at her. “It was,” Drake agreed as he laid down next to Liam.

“You...are definitely full of surprises, Riley,” Liam smiled at her. She looked over at the two of them letting out a breathy laugh. A moment later she sat up on the bed to grab her clothes. Liam looked over at Drake who was giving him a similar expression, silently agreeing. He reached out and grabbed her hand pulling her back onto the bed. “Don’t go yet...stay...” She looked between the two of them, unsure of what she was feeling at that moment. She felt this separate connection with each of them, unable to explain why or how since she just met them. Liam moved her so she was lying in between the two of them, and he propped himself up on his arm looking down at her as Drake’s arm draped over her waist. “Thank you...for making tonight one I don’t think either of us will forget.”

“No...thank you,” she laughed. Drake tilted her face to his pressing his lips to hers before feeling Liam tilt her face away and towards him, watching as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. She smiled against his lips before they parted and closed her eyes letting out a contented sigh. Drake and Liam met gazes, this unforeseen jealousy hitting the both of them in that moment, but they both shrugged it off.

Liams alarm went off early the following morning, their flight back to Cordonia leaving in an hour. He rolled over in the bed to see Drake, but Riley was gone. He sat up and looked around the room, his and Drake’s scattered clothes still on the floor, Riley’s gone and so was her bag. He rubbed his hand over his tired eyes and reached over ruffling Drake’s hair. “Hey...we gotta get ready to head to the airport.”

Drake groaned as he rolled to his back and stretched his arms before opening his eyes. He looked over and saw only Liam. “Where’s, Brooks?”

“I don’t know. She must of slipped out after we fell asleep.” Both of them stared off, this strange feeling coursing through them before they got up.

They showered, packed up their bags and headed to the airport and boarded the royal jet. They took their seats staring out the window as the plane took off, the city that never slept disappearing from view below them. Liam looked over at Drake a short time later. “I had fun...did you?”

Drake glanced over with a slight smile. “I did.”

“Thank you for helping plan this weekend...before everything starts.” He placed his hand over top his.

“No problem. I’m glad we got to go. It was...definitely memorable,” he chuckled.

“You can say that again,” Liam smirked.

Drake looked at him for a moment. “Was that your best? Because that was mine,” he smirked.

Liam shook his head with a small grin. “No comparison...she was...something else. I think she brought out a little competitiveness in us,” Liam smirked.

“Yeah, maybe a little. But it was still a good time. We won’t have to worry about that again anyway.”

“Yeah,” Liam nodded looking back out the window.

Both their lives were going to change drastically once that plane landed back in Cordonia. Liam would start his social season that night, and Drake would have to sit by and watch him go through the motions, choose a bride and start a family. This weekend reprieve away both left them feeling differently, however, and not what they thought they would. Riley Brooks was an unexpected surprise who was lingering in both of their minds in that moment.

That night back in Cordonia, Liam walked the corridors down to the ballroom, taking a long deep breath before heading inside for the masquerade. He walked over and stood near his father greeting each of the noble ladies as they arrived and were presented to him. Drake was off near the bar, a glass of whiskey in hand as he scoped out the crowd. Maxwell came walking up and ordered a drink, this unusually giddy grin on his face, unusual even for Maxwell himself. He grabbed his drink and walked off, Drake shaking his head at his awkward friend.

A short time later Liam approached the bar ordering a scotch letting out a breath as he turned standing next to Drake. “How’s the prospects looking?” Drake snorted into his glass as Liam shot him a look.

“The only one I was happy to see was, Liv. And we’re both in agreement about where we stand anyway. She doesn’t want this and I don’t want this for her.” He took a long sip of his drink.

A few moments later they watched Maxwell walk back into the ballroom looking around, his eyes landing on Liam as he made his way up to the two of them. “What is he up to?” Liam asked curiously.

“Not a clue.”

“Liam!” Maxwell grinned.

“Why do you have a suspicious smile on your face?” Liam arched his brow.

Suddenly a masked woman approached the three of them standing next to Maxwell. “This is why,” Maxwell motioned his head over to her.

She took off her mask, Drake and Liam’s eyes widening in both surprise and excitement. “Hello, boys.”