Turning my head, I kiss my king. I reach across my body to cup his cheek. “Colour?” I rasp.
He pinches my nipple. “Yellow.” Then he directs his focus down. “Suck on her clit, Jace. She fucking loves that.”
Crying out as his bodyguard complies, I twist forwards again. Pulling my hand off Jace, I slide both of them up into Richard’s dark curls. He growls as he kisses my neck. The grip he has on Jace doesn’t loosen. He pins him to me as he continues to fuckmy ass. My eyes flutter shut. My orgasm beckons me to fall over its blissful edge.
Shuddering, I fight it back.
“Harder,” Richard orders.
I jerk on a scream.
My pussy pulses so damn demandingly.
Jace’s lips are so mercilessly skilled.
Richard’s cock rocks in and out of me as his left hand fondles my breasts.
Panting hard, I turn my head to look at my king.
“Don’t you fucking come,” he growls.
Jace’s tongue circles my clit. His lips clamp onto it, then he sucks hard and fast on the oversensitive bud.
Screaming, I buck my hips. My eyes close, and I’m lost in the sensations of both men, only smelling the huskiness of sex and sweat, only feeling their bodies pleasuring me. I am so close. So freaking close…
Biting my cheek, I force my orgasm to hold itself back.
Richard’s fingers wrap around my throat. “That’s my good fucking slut.”
Whimpering, I kiss his cheek. I trail my lips across it, trying to find his mouth. His tongue is inside me a second later, pleasuring me like his friend is.
Jace’s tongue slides down between my lips, then pushes back in. He curls it inside me, cleaning up every squirt of Richard’s claim. Groaning, I kiss my king harder. A high-pitched whimper escapes. I can’t hold it in any longer.
No.No, I won’t hurt Richard this way.
My pussy throbbing, I shudder and moan. I clench my thighs hard, fighting back my O.
Cursing, Jace lifts his head. “Fuck, she’s all clean.” His breath feathers across my spread-open pussy.
Both of Richard’s hands grab my hips. His mouth open, on ragged pants, he jerks me up and down on his cock. I ride him fucking hard, needing that blissful release I’m now allowed to have. His right hand covers my breast, tracing his initials. His left dips low and pushes three fingers inside me. His palm presses against my pussy, cupping the second RM etched into my skin. “Tell me who owns these tits,” he says.
“You,” I rasp.
“Tell me who owns this pussy.”
“You!”
“And are you my perfect little slut?”
“Yes.”
I bounce on his cock. Rub myself shamelessly against his hand. His fingers curl inside me as his lips brush my ear. “Then come for me, my queen.”
I shatter on a wave of paradise.
My eyes rolling back, I spasm on Richard’s cock as he continues to fuck my ass. His fingers deep inside me, he drags out my orgasm.
Then pushes me into another one.
