Pleasure Jana.

The three of you descend onto the bed, you and Donald divesting yourselves of what little clothing remained on your bodies. As you join the blonde in complete nakedness, she kisses you.

"Just like old times, eh brother?" Donald laughs, before bowing his head to pepper Jana's tattooed chest with kisses.

“Soon, that won't be a term of affection, love.” Jana remarks. “It'll be a statement of fact.”

“It will at that.” you muse.

“Talk about a messed up family.” Donald quips, coming up for air. The Beathans have no idea.

Donald and Jana instruct you to sit back against the head post. From there, Jana straddles you, allowing you to thrust up into her with ease, despite your bad leg and poor balance. Donald hunches over the warrior woman from behind, the two of you sandwiching the blonde between your bodies.

The Beathan couple incorporate you into their lovemaking as if it's the most natural thing in the world. Then again, between Donald's... promiscuity and Jana's kink, you imagine they often have company in their bed, anyway.

You focus on the blonde, doing your best to please her as she had pleased you. You alternate between kissing her, and sucking and licking at her tits. You take a moment to take in the blue ink daubed across her chest, the symbols of the Spirits which Beathans held so very dear.

“That's good. You enjoyin' that, girl?” Donald whispers into Jana's ear in a low voice, practically a growl. “This feels as good as ever. 'Course, I'd rather be alone with Ed, but you're no' bad yourself.”

“Oh, Donald, you dirty bastard!” Jana responds. Though her words and even her playful tone suggested disapproval, the shiver that ran through her body, the spasm of pleasure, upon Donald's teasing, told you all you needed to know.

“Isn't that right, Edward?” Donald asks, glancing over Jana's shoulder, locking eyes with you for the briefest of seconds.

“Y-yes.” You respond, playing along. With a prickle of embarrassment, you think back to that night in the tent with Donald, putting your hands on him. You're just glad you've been able to put what happened with the Lady of the Mountain behind you. To have done... that, and lost the prince's friendship anyway...

“Ach, just my luck.” Jana gasps. “Two debauched kings, and here I am, stuck a'tween 'em.”

“You always did have a high opinion of royals, love.” Donald says, with a chuckle. “No chance we're the biggest degenerates on thrones, or in line for them, right now.”

You might have disagreed with the Beathan once upon a time, but after spending the night with Madeleine, you could only wonder. And as bad as she was, it was Sinnabarrow's rival twin kingdom that had the reputation for degeneracy and vice...

You and Donald devote yourselves to Jana's pleasure, eventually bringing the blonde to climax. Overwhelmed by the pleasure of her two kings, she cries out in ecstasy, her arms flung around your neck, pulling you into her chest.

“Take it you enjoyed yourself?” Donald asks sarcastically, once Jana's moans have subsided. The crown prince pulls out of her, still hard, not close to cumming again. Jana dismounts you, sinking down onto the feather mattress, once again pressed between you and Donald.

“You have always had a way with women, Donald.” Jana says, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Among other things.” Donald can't help but boast.

“Is it true what youse said?” Jana asks, her eyes flitting from Donald to you.

“It is on my part.” Donald answers frankly. “Edward?”

“Maybe the two of you could show me?” Jana asks, reaching down to tweak your erections. “Just how much you'd... rather be with each other?”