Two Princes

Chapter 2

"I swear," Nikolai laughed as he launched himself across the room, "If you don't get here now, I am going to put you over my knee and spank you!"

"Promises, promises," the girl he was pursuing taunted as she deftly squirmed out of his grasp and rushed to the other side of the bed, cascades of thick wavy hair whipping around giving him tantalizing glimpse of her bare breasts.

"I told you," he jokingly snarled as he prowled towards her, "that you are not leaving this room until I have had you again."

"But I'm sore," she whined. "Your cock is just too big," and she opened her baby blue eyes wide in an exaggerated pretense at amazement.

Nikolai laughed loudly at her delicious play-acting and then making a surprise move, he knocked her down onto the bed and gripping her wrists, pinned her under him, his erection sliding deliciously against her belly.

"Oh your highness," she squealed. "Have your wicked way with me if you must!"

"Oh I must," he grinned down at her. "And you're going to enjoy every minute of it."

"Oh you beast!" she cried, a broad smile spreading across her face.

"Now," he said pressing kisses across her breasts and down over her soft stomach. "I want a taste of that wet little pussy of yours," and her hand gripped a tight hold of his hair as he swiped his tongue over her.

She had begun to make increasingly loud moans when a voice was heard in the corridor and the bedchamber door swung open.

"Niko?" Gabriel said as he stepped into the room and then abruptly stopped.

The girl squealed and pulled a pillow over her face, her naked body still exposed, the heir to the throne still poised between her spread legs.

"Is that Lady Katherine?" Gabriel asked calmly, as if he had interrupted a tea party.

Nikolai laughed loudly and the girl made a squeaking noise under the pillow. "You have the most incredible timing, Gabe. Now clear off will you. As you can see I am rather busy."

Gabriel stood for a moment, seemingly unable to tear his eyes away from the naked girl spread out in front of him.

"Gabe?"

He cleared his throat. "Mother wants to see you," he said coldly and then left, shutting the door behind him.

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Gabriel walked away from Nikolai's chambers in a slight daze. He had known his brother for twenty-two years but the incorrigible scoundrel could still shock him. It was no secret to him that Nikolai was overly familiar with quite a few ladies of the court. He had been quite aware of it since he was sixteen in fact, when Niko had informed him in his usually frank way that if Gabriel felt like losing his virginity he might want to go and see one of the dairy maids. Nikolai had only been fifteen at the time and it rankled Gabriel to be given very adult advice by his younger brother. But to actually catch him in the act? That had never happened before and Gabriel was fairly certain he didn't want it to ever happen again.

Turning a corner, deep in thought of how he could erase the experience from his mind, he looked up and saw an angel approaching. She was dressed in ivory silk, and her hair was a strawberry blonde cloud around her face and as she drew closer he saw the pale delectable globes of her breasts threatening to spill out of the bodice of the rather shockingly low cut gown. He had never seen Helene dressed like this before. On the few occasions that he did see her, she was usually demurely covered by shawls or a fuchu or whatever it was those fussy things that ladies swathed themselves in were called.

"Do you know where Nikolai is?" she asked.

Gabriel tore his eyes away from where her breasts oozed creamily. "No," he said, his voice caught somewhere in his chest.

Helene gave an exasperated sigh. "That fiancé of mine will be the death of me. He was meant to come to my chambers to speak with Privy Council about the wedding arrangements an hour ago. I swear he thinks it is all beneath him."

Gabriel knew that it was something else that was currently beneath Nikolai, but he was hardly going to tell Helene that. And he was momentarily distracted. Now she was standing in a bright shaft of sunlight, the skirts of her dress had become tantalisingly transparent.

The Lady Helene glared at him as if he were a half-wit and sticking her freckled nose in the air, she took a step towards him. "You're always protecting him aren't you?"

It was unlike Helene to be so personal. She would usually ask where Nikolai was, accept that Gabriel was pretending to be ignorant of his brother's whereabouts and then leave. That's how all their communications usually went, but now she was standing so close to him he could smell her sweet perfume and watch how the sunlight danced through her pale red hair. He was mesmerized into silence.

"You don't talk much do you?" she said, her eyes examining his face in a way that made him very uncomfortable. Her gaze had stopped at his mouth and that made his cock twitch.

He shrugged and her soft pink lips curled at the edges. "I have never met two brothers so unalike," she said quietly as if to herself, her eyes still surveying his face. "But I suppose that is because you have different fathers." She took a step closer. "You look like your father. Dark and broad and ..." her eyes were on his lips again and now Gabriel's cock was standing at attention. He could feel it straining his britches and he hoped to blazes she didn't look any lower. "You and Nikolai have the same eyes," she murmured. "Navy blue like midnight". She gave a little sigh and then said more loudly, "I wonder what Nikolai's father looked like. By all accounts he was very handsome."

"Niko looks like him," Gabriel said, his voice sounding husky and unused. "That's what he's been told."

"He speaks!" Helene smiled, and then she gave him that penetrating look again that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. "It must be hard for you ...being the eldest but not the heir."

Oh no, he wasn't going to let her talk about that! He drew himself up to his full height and took a big step backwards, but his voice came out much shakier than intended. "I can't hang around making small talk with you. I have to go." Her eyebrows raised in her pretty face and she smiled a mocking little smile. "And you," he reminded her, "have a wedding to plan." And he turned and stalked off feeling her bemused stare searing into his back.

"Au revoir, brother-in-law," he heard her say in a soft little voice.