I was nobody, a lone American backpacking her way through Europe, until my steamy night with the Prince of England accidentally went viral. Uhhhh. YOLO, I guess? Now the queen wants my head on a platter, his bodyguard keeps shooting me icy glares that would make a penguin shiver, and the prince...well. He thinks this is all "bloody hysterical." My instinct to flee is increasing, but when these two British hunks get their hands on me and their tongues everywhere... It's enough to make this kitten purr. I'm trapped in my mum's ivory tower. She's kept me locked up for my own protection ever since my father's assassination. But now? I'm itching to break free. Rory and her luscious lips, wild ginger hair, and bedroom eyes might just be the key to my release. One taste of her and I don't want to stop... My mate and I are going to tear her apart. I hate it when he calls me "mate." I want to be so much more than mates. And he has no bloody idea. Rory changes everything. Now, I can't stop imagining the three of us together: The royal brat, his loyal bodyguard, and our sweet, submissive pet...