“Good boys get orgasms, Buns,” I teased and exhaled, fanning a soft breath over him as I inched closer.
His eyes widened, and he cursed under his breath as I took him into my mouth.
One hand stroked up and down his length. Each gentle suck drew out his breath in short, quick pants.
When he fisted the bedsheet, I licked lower, running my tongue lightly over his balls before gliding up his shaft. I reached his crown and whirled my tongue over the tip.
He clenched the bedsheets tighter.
As the need to come built deep within my belly, I took him back into my mouth and sucked.
“Fuck.” He gritted his teeth, his dark amber eyes blazing.
I released him with apopand smirked.
“I know, right?” When he hissed, I pressed a kiss to the head of his cock. “Now, be a good boy, and fuck my face until you give me every last drop of your cum.”
They both growled, Max savagely latching back onto my clit. A scream wrenched out of me, right before Landon lost control and drove his hips up.
Tears filled my eyes as he hit the back of my throat.
But I didn’t retreat.
Mouth open. Tongue out. I took everything he gave me.
I let him thrust his hips up into my waiting mouth until he came with a roar of pleasure. Swallowing him down just as greedily, my spit and his cum made a mess of us both.
Once he was spent, I took a breath before sucking harder, drawing up from the base to pull gently on his head.
Landon collapsed back onto the mattress, eyes wild as his chest heaved. A rare, wide smile lit up his features. No concern at all for the mess I’d just made of him.
But I finally released him to clean up every drop I spilled, while Max ate me out from behind like he didn’t want to lose a taste of me, either.
Landon sat up, kissing me hard and driving his tongue in my mouth as Max stretched me by pushing in another finger.
My pussy clenched around the intrusion, walls fluttering as my orgasm pulsed through me.
I fell forward, but Max didn’t stop. Refusing to leave the place he’d claimed between my thighs. One hand pressed down on my lower back as he devoured me.
Pinned between them, I detonated like a bomb.
Pleasure exploded out of me so forcefully I screamed.
In the aftermath of my climax, Max trailed kisses along my spine, slowly withdrawing his fingers as my body came down. And I thought my pleasure couldn’t get any higher. I thought I couldn’t possibly be any more turned on and satisfied than I felt in that moment.
But as I panted for breath and my vision cleared, I rested my head on Landon’s chest and my eyes lifted and landed on the door to my room.
Where Kingston D’Arthur stood.
One hand braced on the doorframe. The other dragged through his soft brown curls.
His blue-gray eyes were as dark as a storm, having just witnessed me coming apart between my two Knights.
Max Dread
Kingston’s unexpected presence at the door should’ve pissed me off.
And to be fair, it didn’t thrill me.
