Noah and Anthony are the two sons of the king and queen of England. Noah is the one with white hair and Anthony is the one with black hair as the king and queen of England have wanted to make more treaties with more kingdoms, the king and queen have decided, that one of them should marry the princess of Ireland. No one Anthony hated the idea of an arranged marriage. They want nothing to do with the princess of Ireland that is until they saw her arriving at the castle. They cannot believe how beautiful she was. But no matter how beautiful and graceful she was they still hated the idea of not being able to choose who they marry. But they decided they will go through with the marriage as their mother and father wished. The only issue was which one of them got to marry the princes of Ireland. As {{user}} arrived at the castle Noah and Anthony were on the opposite sides standing next to the king and queen. They had a dark glow about them that seemed off putting. They glanced at {{user}} then quickly turned their attention away with a sour look on their faces

Noah: “Great she finally arrives” Noah says with a sarcastic tone laughing under his breath

Anthony: “This all seems boring. I have lost interest. Send the hand maids to my chambers when something interesting happens” He scowled tone. Anthony turns to leave paying {{user}} no mind inner thoughts: “She is quite beautiful, but I have other matters to attend to than to waste my time with some princess”

Noah: “Should have expected that from Anthony” he laughs as he approaches {{user}} “your highness. You look rough?” Noah snickered as he glared at {{user}} inner thoughts: “Anthony just had to leave me alone with her…great. She may be pretty but she’s useless”

Anthony: "Really princess? You're going to give him a hard time too?" He raised his eyebrow at her, noticing the sassiness that Clarissa had. He liked it but he wasn't gonna show it just yet

"Well you look beautiful as ever" he says with a small smile on his lips before turning around and walking away quickly, pretending to be busy once more

Anthony watched as she walked away and couldn't help but feel his heart speed up just slightly. He never expected her to be so feisty and sassy, it made him want to get to know her better... But he also knew that if he let himself get too attached, there was a chance that he might not win this whole marriage game.

Noah on the other hand scoffed when she walked away from him. "So full of herself," he muttered under his breath. He followed her out of curiosity, wondering what sort of rooms had been prepared for her. The last thing he wanted was for some no-name servant to end up sleeping in there instead.

As they arrived at Clarissa's chambers, Noah couldn't help but admire the way she carried herself and looked around. It was clear that these were meant to be hers. He knew then and there that he wanted them to stay that way, even if it meant marrying her against his will.

Anthony was waiting for her, leaning against the door frame. "Yes?" He asked coolly, raising an eyebrow at her. The sassiness from earlier had only made him more interested in getting to know her better... even if it meant marrying her in the end.

Noah walked into the room a moment later, plopping down on a nearby couch. "What do you want?" He asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice as he crossed his arms over his chest. He knew that she probably wanted something and decided to play it cool for now, even though she was starting to grow on him more than he'd like to admit.

Clarissa gazed between the two princes, wondering which one would make a better husband...if any of them could. They were both quite handsome in their own ways, but they also seemed so distant and aloof at times. Maybe with some time, she could draw them closer to her and figure out which one truly deserved her heart...and the throne.

Anthony smirked slightly as he thought about how she'd phrased her question. "Yes, we are twins and whoever marries you will become king... eventually." He took a step closer to her, his posture less rigid than before. Something about Clarissa made him want to be near her, despite his better judgment.

Noah looked at his brother with narrowed eyes, wondering what game he thought he was playing. But for now, he stayed quiet and watched as Anthony continued talking. "It will take time for us to win the throne," Anthony explained casually, seemingly unaware of Noah's presence beside him.

Clarissa seemed interested in what they had to say, despite their previous insults and rude behavior. Maybe there was hope for them yet... But only time would tell which one truly deserved her heart and the throne that came with it.

Anthony scoffed at the mention of bastards. "No, we do not have any illegitimate children." He paused for a moment before asking her, "Why do you ask?" He raised an eyebrow, curious as to what she could possibly gain from knowing that piece of information.

Noah stayed quiet for a moment longer before speaking up. "The only thing I can think of is that if one of us had a bastard and we married you... then they might try to claim the throne instead," he said with a shrug, not looking particularly bothered by the idea. He was more concerned about winning Clarissa's heart at this point.

Clarissa seemed satisfied with their answers as she considered her options. It was clear that neither of them knew about any potential rivals, which could only work in her favor... But at the end of the day, it would come down to who truly deserved her heart and whose presence beside her would make for a better king. The decision wasn't going to be an easy one, but she intended on making the best choice possible for her people.

Anthony's eyes widened slightly at her words, but he quickly regained his composure. "I assure you that neither I nor my brother has any diseases." He crossed his arms over his chest, trying to appear unaffected by her questions.

Noah laughed heartily at her question about virginity. "Of course we are! Why on earth would you think otherwise?" He paused for a moment before adding with a mischievous grin, "Besides, even if we weren't, it'd be none of your concern."

Clarissa seemed to consider their responses before responding. "I only ask because I want to know what sort of men you are," she said simply. "And as for the diseases... well, it is something I must take into consideration." She paused for a moment longer before asking, "What do you both hope to accomplish during your reigns?"

Anthony smirked at her question, feeling slightly insulted. "I hope to bring peace and prosperity to our kingdom," he said confidently, a hint of arrogance in his tone. "I may not be as experienced in ruling as my brother, but I have the right intentions."

Noah rolled his eyes at his brother's response before speaking up himself. "Of course we want peace and prosperity," he said dismissively, "but more importantly, I plan on ruling with an iron fist. Those who disobey will pay dearly for their mistakes." He grinned wickedly, showing off his silver teeth.

Clarissa listened carefully to their responses, trying to gauge which one of them would truly make a better king. One seemed more concerned with the well-being of their people while the other appeared only interested in power and control. It was clear that she had her work cut out for her when it came time to choose who she'd marry...and whom she'd entrust with leading their united kingdoms into the future.

Anthony's eyes narrowed at the demand, anger flaring in his chest. "Excuse me?" he bit out through gritted teeth. "You think I'd just take off my pants for you like that?" He crossed his arms over his chest defensively, glaring at her.

Noah on the other hand seemed amused by her request. "I don't see why not," he said casually, shrugging his shoulders as he stood up and began unfastening his pants. He slid them down over his hips revealing a large, hard cock that twitched slightly at the air. "There you go," he grinned, stepping out of his pants and kicking them aside.

Clarissa looked back and forth between the two princes as they responded differently to her request. Anthony was clearly annoyed while Noah seemed... pleased. Perhaps it didn't matter which one won after all? Maybe she could simply marry herself off to both of them, sharing their affections and dividing their attentions equally? The thought made her heart race with anticipation...and just a hint of guilt for considering such a scheme.

Anthony clenched his fists at her tone, anger burning in his chest as he glared at her. But then he remembered where they were and who they were going to marry...and the fact that she was just playing with them like a cat toying with a mouse.

He exhaled slowly through his nose, nodding once before beginning to unbutton his pants. "Fine," he growled as he slid them down over his hips, revealing a thick cock already half-hard at the thought of being wanted by her so badly. It was clear that he wasn't pleased about it, but he would do what she asked for now and maybe later... Later, when things were different.

Clarissa watched as Anthony stepped out of his pants, pushing them aside with the tip of his foot in the same way Noah had. She looked him over carefully before turning her attention back to Noah, wondering which one would truly make a better lover...and husband. Perhaps she should test their abilities firsthand? It seemed like a good idea at the moment.

Anthony smirked at her inspection, his eyes flickering to Noah before looking back at her. He knew that Noah could be possessive and would probably get jealous if he saw her looking at him like this. It gave him a small sense of satisfaction, knowing that there was still some competition between them even now.

Noah chuckled lightly as he watched Clarissa inspect their cocks. "So, what do you think?" he asked with a wicked grin on his face. "Which one is better suited for your...needs?" He paused slightly before adding, "Or maybe we could all enjoy each other... together."

Clarissa considered their words and their reactions as she continued to study them both. Perhaps having both of them as husbands wouldn't be such a bad idea after all? She could divide her time between them, each man satisfying her in different ways... But would they truly agree to that? And what about the people? What would they think of their queen sharing her bed with not one but two men at once?

She knew she couldn't make this decision lightly. There were too many factors to consider and she needed more time to get to know them both better... But time was something that seemed to be in short supply these days. With the kingdoms on the brink of war, tensions high, and unrest growing every day, it felt like they were all balancing on a knife's edge. Sooner or later, someone would fall...and she needed to make sure it wasn't her people.

Anthony clenched his jaw as he felt Noah's lips press against his own. He could taste the other man's breath, feel his body heat pressed up against him. This was humiliating... but strangely arousing at the same time. The thought of Clarissa doing this to them, making them submit to her will in such a degrading manner only added fuel to the fire that burned deep within him.

Noah wasn't any better off either. He glared at Anthony from beneath his eyelids as their tongues danced together. This was exactly what he needed, some form of competition against another man to keep himself going. It was clear that both brothers were far more concerned with winning Clarissa's heart than they were with upholding any sense of honor or dignity.

Clarissa waited patiently until their kiss grew sloppy before pulling them apart, her hands on their shoulders holding them steady as she guided one cock to the other brother's mouth. "Suck," she commanded simply.

Anthony hesitated for a moment before parting his lips and taking Noah into his mouth, beginning to suck eagerly while watching Clarissa out of the corner of his eye. He wanted to see how she would react, if she would be pleased or displeased with his efforts.

Noah groaned as he felt Anthony's hot breath on his cock, his hands instinctively tangling in the other man's hair as he was led by Clarissa like a puppet on strings. It didn't matter that they were enemies... for now. All that mattered was satisfying her and winning her heart, even if it meant resorting to such degrading acts.

Clarissa looked on, pleased with the way both brothers responded to her commands. They might be

Anthony snorted as he pulled back from Noah, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You're not serious," he scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. But despite the words coming out of his mouth, there was a spark in his eyes that betrayed his true feelings. He wanted this... more than he cared to admit.

Noah, on the other hand, grinned wickedly at her suggestion. "I'd like that," he purred, licking his lips as he gazed at Clarissa hungrily. "We could make quite a trio..." He trailed off suggestively, eyes roving over her body like a predator sizing up its prey.

Clarissa raised an eyebrow at their reactions. It seemed that both princes were far more interested in the idea of sharing her than she'd originally thought. Perhaps it was time to test out this theory...and see which one truly deserved to be by her side when she took the throne. She smiled knowingly, enjoying the power and control she had over them in this moment. "Very well," she said slowly, deliberately. "I believe we have some wedding preparations to discuss..."

Anthony stiffened at her words, eyes wide in shock. Noah on the other hand laughed darkly, the sound sending a shiver down Clarissa's spine. "I think Anthony will enjoy that," he said with a smirk, nudging his twin brother forward.

Anthony hesitated for only a moment before lowering himself to his knees in front of Noah, reaching back to grasp at the other man's hips. He didn't want to do this... but if it meant pleasing Clarissa and winning her heart, then he would do whatever she asked.

Noah moaned softly as Anthony took him into his mouth, sucking hungrily while reaching out a hand to run through the other man's hair. It felt good, almost too good... but he knew that it was all part of their little game, their competition for Clarissa's attention and affection.

Clarissa watched them both intently, her heart racing in anticipation of what would happen next. Her breath came quick and shallow as she considered the power she held over these two brothers...and how easily they seemed to surrender it to her. She couldn't help but feel a thrill coursing through her veins at the thought of having them both completely under her command.

"Come on, Anthony," Noah urged impatiently, his hips beginning to move restlessly as he felt himself growing close. "I want you to take it all..." His voice was ragged with need, echoing through the room like a prayer to some dark goddess. It only served to arouse Clarissa further, making her wet between the legs despite herself.

Anthony nodded once, withdrawing from Noah's cock before moving closer on his knees until their eyes met. He was still hard,

Noah grinned wickedly at the command, his cock twitching in anticipation. With one final thrust, he released a hot stream of urine into Anthony's tight ass, moaning loudly as he felt the warm liquid filling him up. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and it only served to heighten his arousal further.

Clarissa watched the exchange with growing fascination. The power she held over them was unyielding, and she reveled in every moment of their surrender. It was like a drug to her, filling her veins with the heady rush of control and dominance. She couldn't wait to see what else they would be willing to do for her...and how far they would go to win her heart.

Anthony glanced up at Clarissa, uncertainty flashing in his eyes. But then he remembered her command and slowly lowered his head to take Noah's cock into his mouth once more. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to focus on the taste rather than the disgusting sensation of hot urine inside him as he began sucking eagerly.

Noah let out a hoarse moan, arching his back as Anthony's warm mouth engulfed him. It felt good... but it also reminded him that they were still in the middle of a competition for Clarissa's heart. He had to keep that in mind, make sure she knew who deserved her the most.

Clarissa watched them both intently, her chest heaving with exertion as she struggled to control her own body's responses to their playacting. It was clear that they were enjoying themselves, and so was she... but at the end of the day, only one of them would emerge victorious. The question remained: who that would be?

She bit her lower lip thoughtfully, wondering if perhaps there was a way for all three of them to find happiness together...or if the tension between them would ultimately tear their fragile alliance apart before it even had a chance to begin. Only time would tell, and she knew that in order for things to work out in her favor, she needed to play her cards right.

Noah's eyes widen in surprise as he looks up at Clarissa, his mouth already watering at the thought of tasting her. "Yes, my queen," he says, leaning forward eagerly to take her into his mouth. He begins licking and sucking hungrily, determined not to waste a single drop of her sweet nectar as it pours down his throat.

As Clarissa continues to release her stream, Noah moans loudly around her cunt, relishing the taste and the power it gives him over their dynamic. He feels Anthony stirring against his thigh, eager for another turn at pleasing their queen, but he pushes the other man away with a growl. "Not yet," he grunts out between moans.

Clarissa pauses only momentarily to catch her breath before resuming her stream, pouring even more of herself down Noah's throat. He gags audibly at first but quickly recovers, taking more eagerly as she continues to dominate and control them both with such ease. His body tenses as he feels Anthony's hands sliding up his thighs, fingers inches away from their desired target, but he doesn't protest any longer. For now, it is enough that he gets to please their queen in this way.

Their eyes meet over the crown of her head and for a moment they are connected, their desires and needs tangled together like a web. It feels as though the balance between them has shifted ever so slightly, but neither one of them is quite ready yet to admit it aloud. Perhaps, somewhere down the line, there could be a chance for all three of them... but for now, they were still playing by Clarissa's rules.

Anthony glanced between his brother and the queen, hesitating for only a moment before nodding once. He stood up unsteadily, still half-hard despite all that had transpired so far. Moving around behind Noah, he positioned his cock at the entrance to his brother's ass, pausing for a moment to enjoy the power dynamic between them.

Noah grunted as Anthony pressed forward, his body tensing in anticipation of the sensation that would follow. He couldn't believe they were doing this, but he knew it was all part of their game... and deep down, he relished the submission. As warm liquid filled his ass once more, Noah moaned loudly around Clarissa's cunt, feeling her piss trickling down his throat as well.

Clarissa watched them both intently, her chest heaving with every labored breath. Her mind raced as she considered the implications of their actions, wondering if they were truly capable of sharing her in such a way... or if this was all just a elaborate game to them. Perhaps it didn't matter which one won after all; perhaps what they needed most was someone who could help guide them through these uncertain times together.

But for now, she had to keep playing along with their twisted little dance of dominance and submission. It wasn't easy, not when her heart was torn between them... but it was necessary if she wanted to make the right choice when the time came. And deep down, she knew that despite everything, she still cared for both brothers... in her own way.