Incest/Taboo Spellbound

"Mmm... just look at him down there." Jill eyed her friend as she cooed those words.

"And we get to look at him for three more classes." Her other friend said dreamily.

"Jill, don't you think he's attractive?"

"So, what did the two of you really do when you two left the Gala?"

"Come on, Jill, spill it! I bet it's juicy!" Giggled one of her friends while she had her nose stuck in her book, trying to figure out how to find those hexes.

"You couldn't have fucked him; you weren't gone for that long, as Josie puts it," her friend mused, her finger tapping her lips. "You sucked him off, didn't you?!"

"You did!" Jill just buried her face even further into her book, wishing that they just drop it. Knowing that they would never believe the truth.

"Okay, alright, I sucked him off..."

"Did you now?" Jill's heart grew cold, her body frozen in fear as that voice she knew spoke from behind her. Her friends, who had been ragging on her for all the details, suddenly found themselves deeply interested in their books all of a sudden. "I'd think mastering this class would be important to you nobles," Adam said, peering down at them as Jill turned in her seat. "Not wondering who sucked whom off."

"You're not going to write us up, are you?" Jill asked, knowing her mother and father would have a fit if a letter from Adam was sent home.

"No, not as long as you focus," Adam said, dropping a hint before walking off to check on the other students.

"Man, I thought we were done for," her friend from across from Jill sighed.

"He is yummy, though; I wonder if any noble has put in a marriage proposal yet?" Wondered another of her friends, already disregarding Adam's advice. "How I would love to run my fingers through those highlights when he's on top of me."

"Skyler?!" Jill's two other friends hissed and giggled at that.

"So you going to throw your hat in the ring?" Ryann, from across from Jill, asked, with a serious look in her eyes.

"How do you know my hat isn't already resting on something," Jill shot back, getting out of her seat when she had figured it out with the help from Adam's little hint. Feeling her friends scurrying behind her pestering her with more questions when she only wanted to finish this task.

"Very good, Countess Mortanhouse, you and your group, may leave for the day. The rest of you have two more hexes to find before the hour is done," Adam spoke loudly for all to hear as he looked around the lecture hall. Nodding his head when Jill slyly waved at him as she was the last one of her group to leave.

"Adam!" Jill called out as Adam left the dining hall that evening.

"Yeah?" Adam responded as he turned around. Noting that three others were standing behind his sister. The same three he had seen in her Hexes and Curses class.

"Would you mind if we have, like, a study session?" Jill asked, hoping he would say yes.

"Why? It's only the first week, what could you... oh," Adam muttered when Jill held up a Demi spellbook that even he had trouble mastering. "I didn't take you for a gravity mage."

"I'm not, but you know how it is; they give us all these classes we don't need for the type of magic we'll master."

"True, they do tend to do that in the first year," Adam nodded, knowing that was the same for him until he had been chosen. While his courses had been lightened, that didn't mean his schooling was done. Since his Master covered the magic part given how all Sages use the same grimoire, unlike the other mages around the world where they would be given a blank grimoire once they made journeyman in whichever magical field they study.

"So can we? Please?" Jill asked, sweet-like, batting her eyelashes at him.

"Sure, I guess, don't have anything planned for tonight anyway," Adam said, rubbing the back of his neck. Noting how the three behind his sister squealed and tugged on Jill's shirt.

"Alright, alright, I'll ask," Jill whispered to her excited friends. "Adam, can we... can we like go to your room to study? The girl's dorms are a bit noisy for studying?" she asked, in a bashful tone.

"You sure this is about studying and not seeing what the inside of that place looks like?" Adam asked, with a pointed look.

"Strictly studying," Jill stated with a firm nod, even though that was a lie. She just didn't want to tell Adam that she had told her friends she could get them inside of it. After all, they did think she had sucked him off. She had to keep up the pretext. It was her first week of college, and she wasn't about to get a reputation as a liar on campus.

"Alright, come along then," Adam said, turning on his heel and leading them towards his dorm. Once he was across the barrier that kept the other students from entering that place, he turned to face the four of them. He was a little surprised that Jill had befriended a Baron's daughter when he recited the invitation. Not that he let it show, just he didn't expect that from her. Noting the gawking eyes of those that were passing by as all four crossed the threshold.

"Wow!" Was the only word that Jill could utter as she looked around the room. The gold leaf that glistened in the mage light overhead, the beautiful, rich red that dominated the majority of the field. The scrolls and etched leaves that dotted the wallpaper. To the low bubbling of the beaker as it sat over the Bunsen burner, the spell components that lined the shelves for the more ritualistic spells, and lastly, the enormous fireplace. "Just look at this place?!"

"I know! This is nothing like I imagined it would be," Ryann said, looking around the room, taking it all in.

"So the magic happens up there, doesn't it?" Skyler asked, in a sultry voice, jutting her chin towards the second floor where his bed was located.

"On occasion," Adam admitted closing the door.

"Care to make it an occasion?" Skyler purred, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Skyler!" Jill gasped. "I'm sorry, Adam, I didn't think she would..."

"It's fine," Adam said, waving her off, and gestured for them to have a seat.

"Can we have snacks, Adam? Studying just doesn't feel right without it," Jill said, which led to the other three nodding along.

"Anything else, tea, coffee?" Adam spoke incorrigibly.

"Coffee will be fine," Jill said, lightly placing her hand on his left arm.

"And your cock..." Ryann's hand flew to Skyler's mouth as she mumbled the last few words.

"Please pay no attention to our horny friend," Ryann said, shooting Skyler a look that told her she knew better.

"Right," Adam muttered as he walked off to his kitchen.

"Behave yourself; I didn't bring you here to fuck him, Skyler?!" Jill hissed low as they scurried over to the sitting area.

"What's so wrong?! This is the perfect opportunity to build a rapport with him. Do you know how lucky we are right now? Do you think I, a Marchioness has the clout to be anywhere near him at court? You know noble families are vying to put up their daughters to offer as a wife to him. This is the best chance we have to throw our names in the ring, given our lower standings in the nobility," Skyler whispered low as she leaned in. "We have to think about our futures here, not just while we're in college, but life after it. I'm not saying we all fuck each other over here to win Adam's hand, but a friendly competition to see who he chooses. When he does, we all back off and see how it goes; if it doesn't work out, then the three that are left will try again," she said, seeing Ryann and Carlie nodding in understanding. Noting how Jill was looking past them to Adam, who was still fiddling around in his small kitchen. "Plus, Jill, you've already sucked him off; we have to catch up," Skyler stated, to which Ryann and Carlie firmly nodded along.

"Fine, but after he helps us study," Jill whispered in a stern response.

"Knew you'd see it my way," Skyler stated with a friendly smile. Leaning back in her seat, as did the others as they noted Adam lifting the tray from the counter.

"That coffee smells wonderful," Ryann sighed as the aroma filled that little space as Adam set the tray down on the coffee table.

"It should given the price of it," Adam muttered low as he set out the cups like a good host.

"Adam?! Are those... the lemon tarts from the castle?!" Jill asked, her mouth-watering as she recounted how exquisite they were. How silky smooth they were on her tongue; how creamy and rich the lemon custard was as those tasty treats danced on her tastebuds.

"Yeah, when the castle pastry chef makes a batch, she sends me out a box of them, told you they were good," Adam said, flashing his sister a smirk.

"That's an understatement," Jill muttered, her eyes never leaving the tarts.

"Oh, this is good," Ryann purred as she took a sip after sweetening it the way she liked it. "May I?" she asked, politely gesturing to the plate of tarts.

"Help yourselves," Adam stated, gesturing for them to partake of the delicious treats.

"I could so get spoiled on this?!" Skyler moaned in her mouth as she took a bite of her tart.

"I know," Jill whispered in agreement. "You should have been there when Adam sent us boxed-up lunches from the spread they put out for him before the duel," she said, practically drooling.

"He sent you food from his own banquet?" Ryann asked, in disbelief. Knowing that was to be his last meal as tradition dictated even though personal duels were no longer to the death.

"Yeah, she is my sister, after all, didn't she tell you that?" Adam stated, seeing the glaring looks her friends were giving Jill. Who was looking away quite innocently as if she wasn't even in the same room. "So how much did that piss off Edward, the douche."

"Hey! You might not like him; sometimes I don't either, but he's my Dad, don't you go calling him names," Jill stated with puffy cheeks. "For your information, it pissed him off a lot."

"I take it you aren't very fond of the nobility?" Skyler asked, seeing the look of disdain on his face when he mentioned Jill's father.

"The kind of nobility that Edward is, no, I'm not a fan. Those that aren't like him, I get along just fine with," Adam said, nodding towards his sister.

"You see, if you take this and draw it like this, it will stabilize the spell," Adam said, drawing out the sigil for the spell on the back of the paper their teacher had given them as an example of how to draw a basic Demi spell sigil.

"I would have never guessed it," Ryann muttered in awe as Skyler and the rest nodded along.

"Yeah, the professors won't help you much unless you're really struggling. They tend to let you do the work so you will get the most out of your studies, and honestly, you'll learn more than you would if you had your teacher show you," Adam said, turning his head when he heard a knock on his door. Noting how all three, except Ryann, given it was her copy, were copying the sigil down in their own notebooks as he got to his feet. "Yes?" he answered, thinking it was one of the dorms staff that had knocked. "Hello, Princess, I wasn't expecting you," Adam greeted, hearing the rustling of papers behind him and almost hearing the exhalation of the now warm coffee from their lips when he said those words.

"Evening, Adam, I didn't know you had company; I can come..."

"Please, don't go, Princess," Jill called out from within Adam's dorm room. Waving her hands, telling her friends to pack quickly. They have been at it for an hour, and they have learned a lot thanks to her brother's knowledge.

"Come in," Adam gestured as he opened the door.

"P-p-please forgive the mess, Princess Roselyn," Skyler stammered, bowing quickly when Roselyn stepped into Adam's room. "We were just having a study session. A... Sage Bordun was kind enough to help us with our Demi magic lessons."

"It's quite alright," Roselyn said, with a warm smile. "I am a student too; I've done my fair share of group studying. Although, just not with such refined sweets," she said, glancing at Adam.

"What?"

"How is it you can get her to ship out those tarts, and when I ask, she puts up a fit about it?" Roselyn asked, quite perturbed at the sight of the tarts.

"I have no clue; maybe she just likes me," Adam said, with a shrug.

"I see; then you wouldn't mind sharing your treasure with your friend, now would you?" Roselyn asked; she was dying for a good sugary treat.

"Help yourself, Princess," Adam said, waving to the plate while picking up their empty cups from the table as he began to straighten up his room. Noting how everyone, minus his sister, was fidgety and jumpy as they hurried to pack their bags.

"Adam?"

"Yes, Princess?" Adam answered as he placed the last of the cups in his sink to clean later once Roselyn leaves.

"Is this made from the Ameirna beans?" Roselyn asked, lifting up his french press coffee pot.

"Yes, why do you ask?" Adam replied, walking back to the sitting area. Nodding when his sister whispered her thank you and placed a kiss on his cheek before she and her friends quickly saw themselves from his room.

"Please tell me you have another clean cup?!" Roselyn pleaded as she inhaled the rich aroma of the warm coffee.

"I might, let me see," turning back around and heading back to his small kitchen, "here you are," Adam said, handing over the clean cup.

"I haven't had Ameirna coffee in ages," Roselyn sighed as she poured herself a cup. Even warm, the coffee was still good, humming in contentment as the flavors mingled on her tongue. "Thank you," she said softly, taking the seat that was offered to her.

"So, what brought you down to the first floor?" Adam asked, watching the elation on her face when she nibbled on one of the few remaining tarts.

"I thought maybe, seeing how it's just the two of us here in this dorm, that we could have chats every now and again, if you wouldn't mind, Adam?" Roselyn spoke; her hazel eyes peered over the rim of her cup as she took a sip.

"Sure, I don't have a problem with that Prin..."

"When we are alone, please call me Roselyn, Sage," Roselyn stated with a coy smirk as she used his title. "Also, I was wondering if there was a party this Friday. You were right; I do need a night off just to unwind from the stress of being the Crown Princess."

"I haven't heard of any... yet. But seeing how this is the first week, I'm sure there will be a big one by then."

"Would you mind escorting Selena and me to it?" Roselyn asked, eager to spend time with Selena outside the functions of court life.

"I'd be happy too, Roselyn."

"Good," smiling at Adam as she reached for the last tart, "now, tell me, what was your real father like?" Roselyn asked, very interested in knowing how Adam ticked so they could work together to protect their country should and when the need arises.

That Friday night...

Adam was putting the finishing touches on his appearance before he headed out that night. He really needed to unwind from the stress of his life and from the annoyance of constantly fielding questions about his relationship with Roselyn, the Gala, and whatever else was on their minds. Of course, he hasn't interacted with his younger half-brother since Edward Jr. and Jill had started at the college, which was fine to him. Adam didn't need to deal with Junior's snobby attitude; he dealt with enough of that with other snobbish nobles that roamed the school grounds.

Running his hand through his damp black, with crimson highlights, hair as his feet danced down the stairs. His cologne drifted off his body, it wasn't overpowering, just enough to draw one's attention, and he meant to get laid that night. His black dress shirt was thin and loose as it moved along his chest. His blue jeans were clean and crisp ready to impress the women that came to the events. The straps of his staff holder wrapped themselves around his wrist. Adam would always heed his Master's commands. He wasn't foolish enough to think he wouldn't be targeted by greedy nobles. A smile formed on his face when he opened the door of his dorm room, and there stood Selena and Roselyn in rather sensuous dresses. It wasn't lost on him that they were holding hands like lovers would do. Not that he had anything against same-sex couples, this just only proved to him there was more to their relationship that he had suspected when they had breakfast the day after the Gala.

"Good evening, Princess, Duchess," Adam greeted as he stepped out into the hallway, locking his door behind him.

"Sage, I have told you to call me Roselyn," she said, with a playful smile.

"That you did, your Highness," Adam said, with a little bow. Only to feel the light slap on his left arm, hearing Roselyn's light chuckle filling the hallway.

"So Adam, you expecting to get laid tonight?" Selena asked, with a coy smile.

"Oh, you never know what the night will bring," Adam stated with a cocky grin.

"Then, please, escort us to this party that I've heard was going to be out of this world," Roselyn said, with a friendly smile as Selena squeezed her hand gently.

"Of course, Roselyn, I'd be honored to. However, I think we need to arrive in style, don't you?" Adam stated as they walked out of their dorm.

"What do you mean?!" Selena asked, in confusion.

"You might want to stand back," Adam cautioned as he peered over his shoulder when he squatted down. Noting that, they did retreat a few feet away from him as he placed the palm of his hand on the hard stone.

Selena's eyes went wide as the red summoning circle expanded to its full radius. Due to her own lessons, she knew this was a very high-level summoning. What it was, she had no clue as the circle spun around, the ancient runes of the spell forming as Adam's voice grew, as did his power of his magjols as they saturated the air around them. Selena and Roselyn jumped as three sun fire colored horses leapt out from the center of the summoning circle; the godly reins jiggled as the golden chariot gleamed in the twilight hour. Their manes glowed as those fiery strands of hair weaved through the air as they shook their heads. Sparks flew as their diamond hoofs scraped along the stone pavers. Their muscles rippled as the nearest one eyed him patiently.

"Your chariot awaits, my Lady," Adam spoke, bowing to Roselyn when he turned to her with his left hand outstretched towards it.

"Adam... is that... is that the chariot of Helios?!" Selena stammered, knowing how high level of a summon it was.

"Yes," Adam said, with a coy grin.

"How?!" Selena asked, knowing it would have taken a group of summoners preparing for weeks just to summon it, and yet Adam did it in less than five minutes.

"You aren't the only one that's taken the summoning classes, Duchess," Adam said, running his hand down the nearest horse's neck, feeling the power of the beast beneath his touch.

"Then please, let us not be late," Roselyn said with a friendly smile.

"You all set?" Adam asked, from behind him as he took hold of the reins.

"Yes, Sage, do be careful," Roselyn said, with a touch of nervousness in her voice.

"You heard the lady," Adam spoke, seeing the horses nods before they broke out into a gentle trot.

Roselyn stood regally as they passed stunned onlookers on their way to the party. Waving to them as they gently rolled past, smiling at Selena, who returned it with her own wide smile. Her heart fluttered as she saw the love in Selena's eyes when she gazed into them. She prayed that Selena knew how much she meant to her. Turning her head as she heard the sounds of music, the voices of those gathered filling the air as they drew near to the vast open space of that giant courtyard that had been turned into a makeshift party central for the night. Noting the shocked looks on the partygoer's faces as Adam pulled the chariot around. She did note the weariness on Adam's face when he pulled to a stop and helped them off of it. She pondered on just how much of his magic it took to summon and drive the thing just for a five-minute ride. Watching how he fed each a couple of sugar cubes before they took off, leaving a trail of fire in the sky as they returned to their godly domain.

"Well, Sage, you certainly do know how to make an entrance," Roselyn said, with a friendly smile.

"What can I say? It's a gift," Adam replied, returning her smile.

"Come on, let's go dance!" Selena stated, swaying her hips to the music that was still playing.

All Time Low's 'Monsters' filled the air as Adam, Selena, and Roselyn danced to it as the crowd formed a ring around them once they had reached the center of it. Selena and Roselyn danced more with each other than with him. Not that he minded, thinking that this was probably a date night for the two of them. He just danced like there was no one watching, which there were a great many of them. Not that he cared. He was enjoying himself for the most part.

"Hey, Adam!" His head was on a swivel when he heard his name being called out when he headed off to the bar while Selena and Roselyn danced in their own little world. He saw her crimson, with a tint of blonde, hair moving through the crowd before she appeared at his side. "Wild party, huh?" Jill asked, with a warm smile.

"Nah, pretty subdued, actually," Adam admitted.

"Really?!" Jill asked, with shocked eyes.

"Oh yeah, wait till midterms come around; it gets real, wild, as you put it," Adam said, placing his drink order. "Want something?" Gesturing to the bartender, "My treat."

"I'll have a sangria," Jill said, flashing her brother a smile when the bartender nodded. "Thanks for the help the other night; I know it helped us out a lot."

"No problem," Adam said, turning around to keep an eye on Roselyn while he waited for his drink to be made.

"So... that was quite the entrance you made earlier," Jill stated, standing as close to her brother as he would allow.

"Well, the Princess needed a night out; why not make it memorable?" Adam spoke with a shrug of his shoulders.

"You sure there isn't anything going on between the two of you?" Jill asked, with a questioning look.

"Quite sure," Adam said, pointing at them as Roselyn and Selena kissed.

"Oh?! I didn't know they were a couple," Jill said, feeling her cheeks heat at the sight. She's never been kissed like that. All her dates growing up have been arranged, as was the custom for the nobility.

"Yeah, it's not widely known, hence why there hasn't been a Royal wedding yet. All the noble houses do is keep putting their son's forth hoping to win her hand," Adam said, repeating the gossip around the castle.

"How do you know that?"

"Oh, you hear things being whispered every so often in the castle," Adam said, with a smirk when he looked over at her. Turning back around when the bartender had finished their drinks. Placing a silver coin in the man's hand, it wasn't a free bar; it was the school's way of keeping public intoxication to a minimum on campus. Every drink they sold went back into the fund to ensure that parties were staffed by experienced professionals along with security given some of the higher ranking nobility. The school couldn't afford a scandal.

"I bet," Jill whispered, taking a sip of her very first alcoholic drink. "Are you here with anyone?" she asked, hoping he wasn't so they could spend time together. To get to know one another as brother and sister.

"Like a date? No, I'm not," Adam answered when Jill nodded.

"Then come on!" taking hold of his hand before he could voice his reply, and dragged him through the throngs of bodies who quickly moved out of the way when they saw him. Sometimes being the next Sage had its benefits.

"Ryann, Skyler!" Jill called out over the music when they neared. Their faces brightened when they saw who she was bringing along. "Where did Carlie go?" Arching an eyebrow when Ryann and Skyler glanced at each other.

"Umm... she went off with your brother," Ryann muttered, taking a sip of her drink. "Good evening, Sage..."

"Adam is fine," he said, waving off his title. Trying not to let his eyes wander down their alluring bodies as their tight-fitting clothes showed off all the right curves.

"My eyes are up here, Mr.," Skyler purred in a seductive voice when she noted how he was checking her out. "But if you play your cards right, you never know what you might experience," she said, in a sultry tone as her eyes ran down his body.

"Eyes up here," Adam retorted with her own line with his own confident smirk.

"So Adam, I heard something interesting," Ryann said coyly, as she stirred her drink. "Care to hear it?"

"Oh? This should be interesting," Adam stated bringing his glass to his lips, noting how his sister had remained silent for the most part. Yet, her eyes would occasionally glance at him.

"I heard you've taken two women to your bed before." Jill nearly choked on her drink when Ryann stated that.

"I have, you offering?" Adam asked, with a pointed look.

"Mmmhmm," Ryann hummed, to which Skyler nodded along. "You name the time, I'll be there." Her lustful gaze burned into him only to see a change in his demeanor when he looked past her.

"Sorry ladies, I must take my leave for now," Adam said, bowing out gracefully. Only to be stopped as Skyler took a fist full of his shirt and brought him down to her lips. Who rolled her tongue within his mouth to which he matched. Listening to her moan as he pressed her into his chest and gently squeezed her ass. Noting how she sucked on her lower lip when she pulled away.

"You better save a dance for me," Skyler whispered wantonly.

Adam simply nodded and reached over and slowly closed his sister's jaw. Wearing a smirk as he heard Ryann and Skyler squeal as he went to check on Roselyn and Selena.

"Where did he go?" Carlie asked, when she reached her group of friends with Edward.

"Probably wherever the Princess is," Jill answered, looking off in the direction of where her brother had walked off.

"So, are the two of you a thing now?" Ryann asked, noting that snobby scowl on Edward's face when they were talking about Adam.

"Is she not the most gorgeous creature you've seen?" Edward Jr. spoke, causing Carlie to blush hard. Not seeing the looks Ryann and Skyler shared between the two of them.

"Edward, you're too kind," Carlie said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I only speak the truth," Edward Jr. stated, lightly placing a kiss on the back of Carlie's hand.

"Excuse us for a minute," Jill said, taking her brother by the arm and leading him away from her group of friends. "What are you playing at, Junior?!" she asked, in a protective voice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Edward Jr. uttered in an annoyed tone.

"I swear if this is some kind of joke you are trying to pull, I... you don't want to know what I'll do to you," Jill said, standing nose to nose with her twin brother.

"I swear, it isn't what you think sis, I... like her, alright?" Edward Jr. whispered in a bashful tone.

"You hurt my friend; I'll drop you into a black hole," Jill said, in a threatening, protective voice.

Adam was chatting away with Roselyn and Selena; every so often, one of the higher nobility would intrude and start conversing with the two of them before Roselyn would send them away for interrupting her night. Although, he did notice how Roselyn was constantly checking the time. He had the feeling she had something very important to do the next day. Which meant he would probably be leaving with them to escort them back to their dorm. He felt a light tap on his shoulder, turning around seeing Ryann and Skyler standing behind him.

"You promised me a dance," Skyler cooed wearing a flirtatious smile. "You wouldn't mind if we borrowed him for a few minutes, your Highness?" she asked, in a respectful tone.

"Of course not; the Sage needs to relieve some stress just as much as I do," Roselyn replied, smirking coyly up at Adam.

"We promise we won't keep him long," Ryann stated, looping her arm around Adam's right.

"You won't be needing this," Skyler spoke, taking his glass from him and setting it on the tray as one of the servers that the school hired for such events walked past. "If you need something to quench your thirst, my pussy juice will just have to do," she said, with a seductive smile as she and Ryann led him back out onto the dance floor.

Skyler peered over her shoulder as she rolled her ass along his groin. While Ryann sandwiched him from behind as they pressed their bodies into his. Just so he could feel every curve of their bodies. Skyler's body heated as she felt his hand lightly pressing on her stomach. Feeling the beat of the music as she danced provocatively against him. So very glad she had the forethought to wear her thong that evening since she knew how well it showed off her ass. Softly biting her lip as her fingertips danced along his jaw as Ryann moved to take over her spot as she took over hers. She did hope that sleeping with him would open up a rapport with Adam. Not that she was using sex to entrap Adam into a relationship with her. Yet, as someone low in the nobility, this was the only chance they would have to get this close to Adam.

"Take us to your room," Ryann whispered lustfully into Adam's ear as the pads of her fingers danced up his covered bulge. From what she had felt pressing against her, she knew she was going to enjoy this night.

"And make love to us all night long," Skyler whispered into his other ear. Smiling at Jill, who stared at her and Ryann in shock as they left arm in arm with Adam when he escorted Roselyn and Selena back to their dorm. She had no idea what Edward was playing at with Carlie, given that she was a Baron's daughter. All be it a very rich Baron's daughter. She, Ryann, and Jill were definitely going to close ranks just to make sure Edward didn't try to take advantage of Carlie.

"I would say I was sorry for pulling you away from the party so soon, but something tells me you'll do just fine," Roselyn said, with a coy smirk when they all stood in front of the foot of the stairs that led to the third floor. Seeing Ryann's and Skyler's cheeks heating at her words. "Although, it does make me wonder about the lewdness of the new Sage taking two attractive ladies to his bed."

"Rosy, hush, you're embarrassing them," Selena giggled. "I'll see you in the morning, Adam, nice meeting the two of you," she said, in a warm tone, waving at them as she and Roselyn climbed the stairs to her room.

"Come, you can show me how the magic happens in that bed," Skyler said, in a sultry tone as she and Ryann pulled him towards his room.

The moment he had unlocked his door, Ryann and Skyler wasted no time taking their shirts off and dropping them to the floor as they sashayed towards the stairs that led to the second-floor loft. Soon their bras lined the first step in their bread crumb trail as Adam locked the door. His pale blue eyes ran over each piece of discarded clothing, making sure not to trip over their strewn shoes that littered the floor. His Adam's apple bobbed as two panty-clad, taut, firm posteriors greeted him as they knelt on his bed.

"Do you like what you see, Adam?" Skyler asked, in a husky voice as her left hand ran along her ass.

"Don't you want to know what they look like when you're fucking us from behind?" Ryann asked, pulling aside her panties and showing Adam the pussy that awaited him. Her gooseflesh raced across her skin as Skyler's hand ran down her spine as she pivoted on her knees to face Adam.

"Come here," her finger beckoned Adam to draw near, "do you like how my tits look?" Skyler asked, lifting her 36C breasts as Adam stepped closer to the foot of his bed. "I know I enjoyed feeling this digging into my ass," she purred, cupping his manhood and giving it a gentle squeeze. Whimpering when Adam began to fondle her orbs. The tips of her caramel colored hair teased her skin as she enjoyed the warmth of his hands. Her teal colored eyes gazed at him in a lustful manner when his thumbs rolled her hardening nipples beneath them.

"I'm sure you're being bombarded with marriage offers left and right," Ryann said, as her fingers quickly worked to unbutton his shirt. Her almond colored eyes lustered in the room's light as her gaze held his. "So don't think we're trying to persuade you into choosing one of us because we're going to fuck your brains out tonight," she said, with a coy smile as her chestnut hair brushed along her back. "Just that when you do get our family's proposals that you give them far more considerable thought than anyone else's. Since you will already know how compatible we are for one another," Ryann stated leaning in, and passionately kissing Adam like she had seen him do with Skyler.

"Mmm... just look at this body," Skyler mused hungrily as her fingertips ran down Adam's muscular chest. Given how he had to be as fit as possible in case he was called to defend the Kingdom at any given time. Kissing down his chest as her hands pushed his shirt from his shoulders, hearing it landing lightly on the floor behind him. Her ass wiggled in delight as her fingers worked diligently to unclasp the buckle of his belt. Shooting Adam a sensuous look once she had unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. "Now, how about we see what we're working with here, hmm?" Skyler cooed in a seductive tone as she pushed his pants down to the floor after he had slipped out of his shoes when Ryann was unbuttoning his shirt.

"Oh, my word?!" Ryann exclaimed in a gasp as she and Skyler both starred down at Adam's protruding eight-inch cock.

"Tonight is going to be so much fun!" Skyler stated excitedly, getting an 'Mmmhmm' from Ryann. "Now, you just relax and watch as we suck this cock," she said, winking at him before bending down to taste that throbbing root before her.

Adam was slow to wake the next morning as Skyler's 36C and Ryann's 40B breasts pressed into his chest. His mind flashed back to the steamy hours of sex they all shared. The feel of their labia when they rode his face when either one was gliding along his branch. The way they moaned, squealed, gyrated on his tongue when they came. How they cried out when they came on his rod. Coating him, his manhood, and his bed in their sweet nectar. His light touch on their backs caused them to stir in their slumber. Feeling their thighs rubbing against his, their cheeks rubbing against his chest as they snuggled closer beneath his expensive bedding.

"Stay, don't go," Skyler pleaded softly as her arms wrapped tighter around him. "We can stay in bed all morning," she said, trying to entice him to remain in bed.

"Sorry, but I have somewhere I need to be," Adam said, extracting himself from their soft, warm, titillating bodies.

"Where must you be so early on a Saturday morning?" Ryann asked, holding the sheet to her chest as she propped herself on her arm as she watched him walking towards his bathroom.

"My father's grave," Adam answered in a monotone voice.

"Father?! I thought Earl Edward Mortanhouse was your father?" Skyler asked, confused. Only to scoot back on his bed as Adam's head snapped towards her. The look of sheer hatred appeared in Adam's eyes as he gazed at them. The items strewn around the loft began to violently shake as his magjols poured out of his body.

"That man is not my father! My father was a better, decent man than that pompous prick?! Don't ever lump me with that arrogant ass!"

"Skyler didn't mean anything by it, Adam, did you, Skyler?" Ryann asked, looking over at her friend, who was vehemently shaking her head that she did not. "It's just that he was going on and on about how he raised and taught you everything you know at the Gala that word got around," she spoke, trying to calm his anger.

"Did he now?" Adam growled darkly.

"Haven't you heard the gossip?" Skyler asked, to which Adam shook his head. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it, really, I didn't. I just thought, given everything I've heard, the two of you were like family."

"The only thing that man and I have in common is me scraping him off the bottom of my shoe like the shit that he is," Adam said, with venom in his voice. "Sorry," looking away, "it's just a sore subject with me. If I frightened you, I apologize," he stated as he stood in the doorway of his bathroom.

"I didn't know you could cook?" Ryann stated after they each had a shower and she and Skyler sat at his small kitchen table as Adam worked around his small kitchen.

"My grandmother taught me how. I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like my mother's other children were, no offense," Adam said, from over his shoulder as he cooked omelets and sausage for the three of them.

"Were you not accepted into his house?" Skyler inquired, as she laid her napkin on her lap.

"Didn't want the name, hated the man and her for what they did," Adam spoke, laying their plates before them while his own omelet finished cooking. "I'd rather be a poor peasant than a sellout of a noble," he uttered, getting the pitcher of orange juice from the refrigerator and placing it on the table. Rolling his omelet like his grandmother had taught him and plating it next to the two patties before shutting off the stove. Thanking Skyler as she handed him a buttered, toasted slice of muffin bread, seeing the sweet smile on her lips when she mumbled a 'You're welcome.'

"I think I'm going to have to start coming here for breakfast," Ryann said, flashing Adam a smile as she took a bite of her omelet.

"Mmmhmm, so much better than the dining hall, especially after a good night of sex," Skyler cooed, seeing Adam trying not to chuckle. Yet, he didn't stop the smile from forming on his lips.

"Do tell your grandmother that she taught you well; the eggs are delicious," Ryann hummed as the fluffy egg just melted on her tongue.

"I'll tell her when I go home," Adam nodded.

"You be safe, alright," Ryann said, once she and Skyler stood outside of his dorm after they had helped clean up from their breakfast.

"You let us know when you get back; you have our orb waves, so I expect to hear from you," Skyler spoke, getting in one last kiss. Both waving goodbye to him as they peered back at him as they headed off to their own dorm rooms to change out of the clothes from last night.

Snapping his fingers as his eyes lingered on their asses as he opened the spatial rift. His broom ambled out, arching an eyebrow when it appeared his broom was puffing its chest like it had one when it came to his side. It wasn't the first, or the last time he would ponder on just what his father did to the broom in his youth. Unaware of the figure in the shadows speaking into his orb as Adam zoomed off to the city of his birth.

Twenty-four days ago...

"You want to tell me why in the hell my lawyer informed me that you asked him to retrieve the police file on that commoner?!" Edward growled heatedly, referring to her first husband as he stormed into the family library where Amanda was lounging in.

"Hello to you too, dear," Amanda spoke, setting down her glass of wine.

"Don't get cute with me," Edward hissed.

"You're supposedly a smart man; think for a minute, why would I ask for Jason's police report?" Amanda asked, in a cold tone as she peered over the lip of her book. "Who are we trying to worm our way into his good graces?"

"Why the hell would a police file matter?!" Edward shouted; he had spent quite a bit of money to keep his name out of his involvement in Jason's death. He didn't need Adam mucking that up. Jumping slightly when Amanda loudly closed her book in a thud.

"Because, you fool, do you think he'll ever trust us? No. You made it abundantly clear that you'd rather Adam die in the gutter. Now, look at where we are. Take a good look Edward," gesturing to the room, knowing while grand for an Earl, it was nothing compared to the upper nobility, "the only way to reach higher than an Earl is with Adam's help. Unless you're saying, you'd rather stay as an Earl and not a Marquess or a Duke! Think of the possibilities Adam can give this House and us?! Stop allowing your hate to blind you from what is right in front of your damn nose!" Amanda shouted, matching Edward's tone. "You think he's going to be so easy to fool, don't you? Of course, you do!" Throwing her hands up in the air when she saw the look in Edward's eyes. "Do you think all commoners are dull-witted? Wait. Don't answer that; I already know you do." Waving him off when Edward began to speak.​