“I’m going to come,” André grunted in my ear, hiding his face in my neck as he plunged fully inside me one last time.
“Yes,” I shouted, feeling him come undone inside me. Fuck. He felt so good.
Dante increased his pace, and the next second, my frantic breaths mixed with his as our mouths hovered against each other. A powerful grunt ripped from him as he exploded too. He shook against me, holding me tightly as his hardness also jerked against my shaking walls.
Feeling both of them coming in me at the same time multiplied every delicious sensation.
Was I coming again? Fuck!
Desperate moans burst from me; my voice hoarse from the onslaught of pleasure slamming into me.
Forcing my eyes open in the middle of my orgasm, I found Hannes coming for me. His thighs contracted as he pushed his hips forward, stroking himself hard and fast. His head fell back against the doorframe, growly moans escaping his mouth, while the evidence of how badly he wanted me burst from him.
When his intense gaze met mine, a shouted moan ripped through him, as if he wasn’t expecting my eyes on him, and me watching him too increased his pleasure.
The image of André and Dante covered him, their heads tilting as they pulled each other close. Dante’s mouth closed over André’s, passionately kissing him.
“Fuck, yes!”I loved seeing them enjoy each other sexually too. It was so enticing for me, and I couldn’t help but wonder what else they enjoyed aside from what I’d seen.
I would kill to see them fucking, but I wasn’t sure if they went that far.
As though knowing exactly what I wanted, André gently slid out of me, placing down my leg while he kissed Dante’s neck. His lips created a trail down his chest and abs, eliciting a moan out of Dante when André gripped his balls and pulled him out of me slowly.
Desire gleamed in his gaze when he saw Dante’s head glistening with the evidence of my pleasure, and his lips curvedinto a smile that never fully formed. His mouth closed over Dante’s swollen head he sucked it.
“Yes!”Star whimpered.
Panting against my mouth, Dante kissed me, his hand massaging my ass. Then he looked down, both of us enjoying seeing André taste him.
“Fuck, you are making me hard again,” Dante groaned, seeming out of breath.
André’s mouth sucked him harder, taking him in and out a few times, only his head, before he finally let him go.
Rising to his feet again, André grinned. “Good, then I can enjoy you in the shower.”
“Yes please!”
He kissed Dante again, his hand moving to my now swollen and trembling skin to caress me and slide two fingers inside me, his thumb gently teasing the most sensitive part of me.
A whimper of need and pleasure left me. I never wanted them to stop.
My entire body throbbed, yet I wanted in on that action. Pulling them by their necks, I licked their lips as they kissed, and Dante stroked André’s shaft to get him hard too.
With a smirk, André bit Dante’s lower lip before their attention turned back to me. After indulging me with a passionate kiss, André set me fully on the floor while Dante turned on the shower, preparing for round two.
When my gaze returned to the door, Hannes was gone.
21
HANNES
The moment I entered my mother’s office my gaze went to the life-size portraits that lined the walls on each side. Light ricocheted onto them from the chandeliers above us, making them seem more beautiful. My ancestors’ faces greeted me with each step I took, going as far as my eye could see.
This place should be a museum more than an office. Of course, I never saw it that way when I was a child, playing hide and scare with my sister Alyce in this place while our parents worked to keep our kingdom safe. I couldn’t understand then the importance each of these paintings held and the stories of happiness, loss, and sacrifice they concealed.
It represented the most important part of my past, but it was also the foundation of my future.
Smiling at the painting of my grandparents, I stopped before Mom’s desk—she was so enthralled by her response to whatever email she had just read, that she hadn’t even noticed me.
