“Did you like tasting her, Jace?” he growls.
“Yes.” His friend groans long and hard, and knowing he’s about to come, I open my eyes to watch.
With my lacy thong wrapped around his cock, he strokes himself fast. His lips are parted, his eyes are half-hooded, and his cock is covered in pre-cum. I lick my lips, wanting to taste him. Sagging forwards on a groan, Jace drops to his knees. A triangular knife slashes across his chest, through his shirt, as he lifts my thong off him. A long burst of cum shoots out and lands on the pink lace. Smaller squirts follow as he continues to pump and cut himself. His breathing is heavy and erratic.
Rolling me face down onto the bed so I can’t see Jace anymore, Richard fucks me hards. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back. I open well-satisfied, utterly exhausted eyes.
“Open your mouth,” he demands as he leans over me. I obey him automatically, and he spits into my parted lips.
My eyes widen. My ass clenches. And he buries himself deep on a groan. As he shudders above me, I swallow his spit like a good girl.
Pulling out of me, he heads into the ensuite. I crawl up the bed on dead limbs, then close my eyes as I hear the shower running. Surely, that means we’re done.
But he comes out a second later, pulls me to the edge of the bed, and has Jace lick me clean once more. My fists twist in the sheets as I bury my face in the pillow. Moaning as my orgasm builds, I push my ass back. Jace’s tongue rims me before pushing deep inside.
The bed shifts, and I open my eyes to see Richard sitting beside my head. He grabs a fistful of my hair and guides me to his freshly washed cock. Opening my mouth, I take him in, and he controls my head as I close my eyes.
“That’s a good little slut,” he praises as he fucks me. “Show me how deep you can take me.”
I squirm against the sheets as I take him as deep as I can. Lifting my hand up, I fondle his balls. He grunts and rasps as he thrusts faster inside my mouth.
Jace lifts his head on a groan of his own. “She’s clean,” he nearly whines, and I know he’s back to being as hard as my husband.
Pulling my mouth off him, Richard tugs me up until I’m straddling his lap. He turns me around, then pushes into my pussy.
I groan as he holds my legs apart, spreading my pussy lips for his friend. My eyes land on Jace as I watch him ruin my thongfor the second time. Richard’s cock pushes into me in long, deep strokes. Filling me completely. Owning me. Loving me. Claiming me so I’m ruined for everyone else.
My pussy clenches around him. I come on a cry.
But he doesn’t stop his long, deep thrusts.
Unable to keep up with the two men, I let my head fall back against my husband’s chest.
“Whose is she, Jace?” King Richard growls.
“Yours,”he grunts.“Fuck.”
Damn fucking right.
Smiling, I drift off in the arms of my king.
Thirteen
A good little slut always checks in with their partner after a threesome.
And I am definitely a good little slut.
- Arienna
I wake up in the middle of the night, sweating like a hairy ballsack in the peak of summer. Richard is lying beside meon his belly. He has one arm banded around me, crushing me to his side. I try to move away from him, but his grip instantly tightens.
A low, sleepy growl rumbles from him. “If you move, it better be to get on your knees.”
Stilling, I whimper. No thank you.I am not waking that beast up for the rest of the night. If he knew how to do quickies, then maybe. But he absolutely does not.
So I try to ignore the uncomfortable heat and go back to sleep. Eventually, I start counting grasshoppers.
One.
