In response, I bent down even further to show that I wanted more. “Green,” I said.
“Fuck yeah… She likes it,” Linden said.
“Give her two more, then we’re done.” Hugh grabbed a fistful of my hair to lift my head and forced me to look at him. “We don’t want you injured.”
“Okay,” I breathed.
He let go of my hair and set my head gently back onto the table.
After Linden laid into me two more times, my ass was throbbing, and I could sense the heat emitting from my skin. It was a tingly and delicious feeling. I wanted them to do that again.
Before I could straighten my body, Hugh rested a heavy hand on my back, so I stayed still. My forehead rested on the railing of the pool table, wondering what was next. More punishment? What I hadn’t expected were the strong fingers prying my cheeks apart and a hot, wet tongue lapping at my hole as if I was Linden’s last meal.
“Oh, god…” I moaned.
All the tension instantly left my body, and I became a limp noodle as I got lost in the sensation, while my skin flushed with warmth. How was rimming arousing and relaxing at the same time? But it was.
Sensing movement next to me, I turned to watch Hugh strip naked. Fuck, he was as built as Linden, if not more. It was clear they took the time and patience to sculpt their bodies into marble statues… damn Michelangelo’s.
There was that familiar flicker of insecurity, but it left me as quickly as it came as Linden probed my hole with his tongue.
“Ugh…” I groaned.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Hugh asked.
“So good.”
“Do you like your cute, pink hole to be worshiped?”
“Yes, I love being worshiped, period.”
I hadn’t meant to let that last part slip out, but I clearly had no control over myself.
Hugh literally growled at that. “And we’re going to love worshiping you.” He lifted my head with two fingers pressed underneath my chin. “You’re our princess, and you’ll receive the royal treatment.”
My heart raced with that. We’d just started, and already it was becoming a bit emotionally overwhelming. I wasn’t used to men treating me like I was some sort of god… or in this case, a goddess. It was hard to feel special, and it’s something I’d always wanted to be for someone. Hugh and Linden gave that to me, and I had no idea how I earned that status.
I could hear Linden spit, but it wasn’t on my ass. Suddenly, long, strong fingers wrapped around my cock, and he slid his spit along the length before stroking me firmly and rapidly enough to get the blood simmering throughout my groin area.
My eyes rolled, then fluttered closed, because I’d been teetering on the edge. His touch was going to send me plummeting in no time.
Without removing his fingers from my chin, Hugh shoved his thumb into my mouth. I instantly sucked it and opened my eyes to watch him get turned on.
“Fuck, those red lips wrapped around my thumb are… Jesus. Yeah, I think we’ve found ourselves the perfect princess, Knight.”
“Indeed, we have, King. I can’t wait to see how far we take this.”
I didn’t know how Hugh had so much control over his body because I was fucking dying. He just stood there, his cock hardand leaking, but he made no move to stroke himself or make me suck him off. Meanwhile, I was about to nut. The pressure was burning. So close… Right when I was about to explode in relief, Linden let go of my cock and started fingering my hole.
“Mmphfmm,” I complained with my mouth still full of Hugh’s thumb, which he then removed. Before I could complain further, he shoved two fingers in, silencing me.
“No complaining. We’re going to edge you as often as we’d like. Only I can say when you come. If you do without permission, I’ll have to punish you again, this time harder.”
I whimpered, but accepted my fate.
Without letting me go, he glanced at Linden, still going to town on my ass. “Is he opening up?”
“Oh, yeah. He’s loose as hell.”
