Chapter Fifteen

June 1862

A rthur leaned over Lincs shoulder, peeking into the hallway of The Market as they watched Matthew Derby, the Marquess of Flintshire, speaking to Mrs. Rosalind Smith in the hallway. They were speaking rather low and urgently when he waved at her. Were down here.

Mrs. Smith was the widowed sister of Lady Julia Wolfington who had married their friend and fellow Lustful Lord, Grayson Powel, Viscount Wolfington. She looked past Flints shoulder and blinked. It appeared that shed somehow missed the fact they were looking on. She grabbed Flints hand and marched him down the hall into the room they were leaning out of.

She quickly scanned the space before she dragged Flint over to a chair at the table and pointed. Sit.

Then she turned to Linc. I need fresh water, bandages, and if they have some salve, it would not come amiss.

Jokester that he could be, Linc saluted her smartly and marched out of the room.

Arthur stood there, watching everything unfold until she turned to him. Pour me two fingers of brandy or whisky in a glass.

He moved across the room immediately. As he was busy selecting a glass and pouring the requested drink, he could hear the murmur of low voices. It appeared Flint had been in pain since hed arrived at The Market, fresh from another dockside bareknuckle fight. He carried the glass of whisky over and set it down on the table.

Flint reached for it, but Mrs. Smith swiped the glass filled with amber liquid before he could wrap his hand around it. Thats mine.

She tossed the contents down her throat and, handing the glass back to him, said, A refill, if you please.

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She waved a hand at Arthur. The next one is for medicinal purposes. She turned her focus back on her patient. And I do not mean for you to imbibe. Im sure youve had quite enough to numb the pain already.

Arthur returned to the sideboard to pour a second glass when the door of the room opened again and Linc appeared, followed by a small troop of servants who deposited their offerings on the table. He joined them, delivering the whisky as well.

My lords, thank you for your kind assistance. Perhaps you could give us some privacy while I see to his injuries? She looked first at Linc, then Arthur, and finally, she dragged her gaze to the door of the room in a clear request.

With a smirk and a nod, Linc nudged Arthur as he stood there in surprise. In short order, they hustled out the door.

In the hall, he stopped and looked at Linc. Did she just toss us from our room?

Linc laughed as he closed the door. Indeed she did. But no matterwe have more important business to attend to. I saw a fine specimen downstairs. I think we should grow better acquainted with her, if youre game to try again? Something light and fun, as we discussed.

Arthur swallowed and nodded. It hadnt taken either of them long to grow comfortable with each other. Perhaps too comfortable. And as much as he enjoyed being with Linc, he was curious if adding a woman to the mix ever again would be possible. He couldnt help but wonder if what they found with Jo was an anomaly.

But then, this would be something light. Fun. Not an actual candidate for their third.

In the main salon, Linc led him over to an attractive blonde sitting amidst a bevy of admirers. Miss Samantha, may I introduce my good friend, Arthur?

He took her hand and bent to kiss it. A pleasure to meet you.

Oh my, I believe the pleasure is all mine. She spoke with a soft American accent that held a drawl he knew came from the southern part of the country. It was enchanting.

Might we invite you for a drink with us, in a more private setting? Linc suggested, to the dismay of more than one man who had been paying court to her.

As long as Madame has approved that, Id be happy to join you. She simpered from behind her fan.

Give me a moment to secure a room for us. Linc nodded and moved away. As he passed Arthur, he murmured, See if you can help her extricate herself.

Of course. He nodded and looked back to Samantha. Miss, may I help you stand? He leaned over and offered her his hand.

Thank you, my lord. She smiled and rose. Gentlemen, it has been very diverting to sit with yall. I do hope yall will come back to see me real soon.

The men stood as well and bowed slightly. Once Arthur had her free of the group, he could see she was a petite woman, though not as much as their Wood Sprite had been.

Pushing the wayward thought away, he focused on the lovely woman at his side. Have you been in London long? I dont recall seeing you here before.

Im new to The Market, though I came to your lovely city a few months ago. She smiled, but there were shadows in her lovely blue eyes.

Linc strolled up. Ive secured the Red Room for us. He turned his focus on Samantha. With Madame du Pompadours blessing.

How perfectly lovely. Her smile brightened and turned sultry. I feel certain you gentlemen will be more than capable of showing a lady such as myself a pleasurable evening.

In their room, Linc and Arthur worked together to strip Samanthas copious outer garments. Down to her virtually sheer chemise, it was clear she did not need her corset to create her curves. Her breasts were just a bit more than a handful, topped with nipples that looked like ripe berries. Her waist nipped in before rounding out to generous hips. Arthurs cock rose to attention as he and Linc shed their own garments. Once Arthur dropped his trousers and underclothes, Samantha dropped to her knees and took his cock in her mouth. It had been months since anyone other than Linc had wrapped their lips around his length, so the soft lusciousness of her lips surrounding his cock was a little shocking and very pleasurable.

Linc was at his side, turning his face toward him for a long, deep kiss. Their tongues tangled, intensifying the sucking sensation on his cock.

When she released him, she seemed to notice their kiss. Oh my I do declare, I believe this is going to be a highly diverting evening.

Linc broke their kiss and smirked. It can be as diverting as you wish.

Arthur reached over, wrapped Lincs cock in his hand, and stroked it as he said, If you might be interested in managing both of us at the same time. If not, were happy to mix things up.

She fanned herself with her hand. I believe that may be the most inflammatory offer Ive ever received. I dont know why people say you lords are a bunch of prigs.

Cant imagine, love. He stroked Lincs cock once more. Now show him how magical that mouth of yours is.

She did as he bade and sucked Lincs length into her mouth as Arthur watched. Linc moaned while he hung on to Arthur as though his knees might give out. After a few minutes, she pulled off Lincs cock and stood up. Standing before them, she pushed the straps of her chemise off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor.

Arthur was ready, past ready to be inside her. Arse or cunny, Linc?

Arse. I want to feel that bulbous round backside pressing against me as I fuck her. Linc grinned.

Arthur groaned as he imagined feeling Linc slide against him as they both filled Samantha. Not a problem for me.

Sounds delightful, Samantha purred as she climbed onto the bed.

Bloody right, it sounded delightful. Arthur followed her on to the bed. He moved up to the headboard and positioned himself so he lay in a partially reclined position. Then he donned a French Letter before he helped her straddle his cock. As she slid down, memories of doing this with Jo intruded, nearly spoiling the moment. Arthur pushed the impossible desire away and focused on the woman at hand. As Samantha slid down onto his cock, she sighed softly.

Then Linc pressed in behind her. Arthur could feel him preparing her to take him, his long fingers sliding in and out of her arse as he faintly brushed against Arthurs cock. she lifted, moaned, and leaned forward as Linc pushed inside her, stretched her. Arthur knew how delicious that felt, the fullness of having Linc inside him. For a brief moment, he wished the woman wasnt here, that it was just the two of them.

Once Linc was in, they moved. With Samantha up on her knees, Arthur was able to push up into her with short strokes as Linc pulled out. Their cocks rubbed over each other inside of her, adding heat and friction to the experience. Though they both wore French Letters, it was all intensely pleasurable. Never one to leave a womaneven a professionalunfulfilled, Arthur leaned forward to lick and suck at one of her nipples. Leaning on one hand to hold herself up against the headboard, Samantha used the other to lift her breast to his mouth.

Linc pumped inside her, shoving in and pulling out. I-I cant hold on.

Arthur was close as well, but he refused to permit himself climax. Not until Samantha comes.

She moaned.

Come for us, Arthur demanded, sucking hard on her nipple as he pushed up inside her.

Yes, she cried out as her body spasmed around his cock. Yes, Im coming!

With that, Arthur pumped once, twice more, and then his balls tightened up and he came with a shout of pleasure.

Linc was a hair behind him, his yell of release melding with his own. As they all caught their breath, his gaze met Lincs, and he saw the same pang of sorrow he felt in his own chest.

They loved sharing a woman, but it was quickly becoming clear that just any woman wouldnt do. How would they ever find a woman to replace Jo?