He gasped for breath when the kiss ended, but barely got the opportunity to recover before Daisy leaned in. She released wine into his mouth too and some of it spilled over his bottom lip as he tried to swallow. The liquid wet his tunic and hands wiped at the material when the girl kissing him backed off.
“I’m so sorry,” Daisy apologized, but the way she said it showed she was anything but.
“We don’t want to ruin your tunic,” Celia said as she continued to rub at the stain. “Maybe you should take it off.”
“Is this the first time you’ve done something like this?” Prince George asked.
A glance passed between Celia and Daisy that showed it more than likely wasn’t their first ménage, but that only excited him more. He was in the hands of two women who knew what they were doing and were abo
