Page 46 of When Kings Rise

Her brown eyes widen with surprise, and I reach back, unclipping her long sandy hair, letting it fall down her back. As I take off her dressing gown, I address Selene and Amira. “You are all beautiful.” And so they are. Each one is as stunning as the other.

Niamh’s dressing gown pools at her feet, and she steps away, showing me the sexy black lingerie that’s sculpted to her body.

Her breasts are perfect, and the flimsy see-through fabric doesn't hide her hardened nipples. I reach up and brush my hand across the hard tips. Her tongue flicks out, and she wets her lips. I smile and lead her to the large bed.

“You can join us,” I say to Amira and Selene.

Amira doesn’t need me to say it twice; she’s already peeled off her dressing gown and disposed of her underpants before she kneels in the center of the bed. Her boldness makes me reach out to her, and I press a kiss to her lips that she sinks into. I turn my head to Niamh and kiss her soft lips. Her kisses are more reserved than Amira’s, but I sense a curiosity in how she moves her lips across mine.

Selene finally stands at the foot of the bed. “Remove your gown,” I order.

Fire sparks in her eyes, but she does as I say. Her breasts are the largest, and her wide blue eyes reveal so much her mouth doesn’t say. She doesn’t trust me. It’s clear. I hold out my hand to her, and she takes it as I lead her up onto the bed. With my three Brides surrounding me, I take my time and run my hands along their perfectly sculpted bodies.

Amira runs her hands along my back and grips my suit jacket, pulling it off. I allow her as I kiss Selene. I brush my tongue along her lips, demanding they part. When they don’t, I run my fingers between her thighs, and she groans, giving me access to her mouth. Does she remember I finger fucked her and licked my fingers after? She tastes sweet, just like the wine she sipped on at the table. I turn my head and find Niamh with wide brown eyes watching me. Gripping the back of her neck, I drag her face to mine and kiss her gently on the lips.

Amira is still demanding my attention, her arms circling my waist. I’ve already had her, but I turn, and she immediately plows her tongue into my mouth, her movements daring and sending my temperature skyrocketing. When her fingers start to work on the buttons of my shirt, I grip both her hands and stop her. That’s one thing I won’t allow. I won’t remove my shirt.

She frowns, but I push her back until she’s lying on the bed.

“Join her.” I command Selene and Niamh. Once again, Selene is the last to follow my command. I will definitely have to revisit her home and teach her some manners. But for now, I’ll enjoy them. As they lie on their backs, I get off the bed and remove my trousers and boxers. My cock is rock hard, and the thought of fucking the three of them has me climbing back up on the bed.

“Spread your legs,” I say to all of them.

I taste Amira first while running my hands along Niamh’s thighs. I work my way up until I push past her panties and find her folds pushing them apart. My tongue sinks into Amira’s pussy, and her hands find my hair and push my head down greedily.

I work a finger inside Niamh, and she arches higher as if her body demands more. I push a second finger in as Amira grinds her pussy into my face. When I rise, my face is wet. I shift on the bed, swapping my hand over so I can still finger Niamh and taste Selene. Selene watches me, and I grin as I push her panties aside and lick along the outside of her folds. She doesn’t groan until my tongue flicks across her clit. Only then does she give in.

Movement at my side has me licking Selene heavier as Amira’s sweet mouth captures my cock. She spits on it before she starts to suck. I push my fingers deeper inside Niamh and consider placing a third in her, but Selene’s sweet pussy demands my attention. Amira’s lips touch the base of my cock, and then she’s taking all of me in her mouth. Her suction is perfect, and if she keeps going, I’ll end up coming.

Niamh arches again, her core tightening around my fingers, and I remove them and rise from in between Selene’s legs. Amira releases my cock and quickly moves behind me as I rise to my knees. Her tongue laps my balls, and I close my eyes for a moment at the glorious sensation.

Niamh’s gaze is bewildered, and when I reach down and yank her body to mine, she gives a little startled cry. Pushing her legs as far as they will go, I place the head of my cock at her opening. She tenses almost immediately. Leaning over her, I don’t enter her body but press a wet kiss to her mouth, my hands moving along her swan-like neck. She rolls her head in pleasure, her hips rising as she seeks my cock. Amira continues to suck my balls, and I glance at Selene, who watches it all, her guard slowly coming down, lust shining heavily in her eyes.

I push the tip of my cock into Niamh and tighten my hold on her neck. Pain mixed with pleasure is an experience everyone should have. Niamh reaches up and covers her hands with mine, but I don’t release as I push fully inside her. I start to tighten my grip, not hard enough to cut off her air supply, but a threat hangs there that I suspect will heighten her orgasm when she comes.

The moment my cock is fully inside Niamh with my hands gently encircling her neck, something shifts in her gaze. Her reaction is immediate; she’s clawing at me in a searing panic, her eyes wild. Her legs kick under me. It takes me a moment to retract my hands, and from her neck, but she doesn’t calm down.

She’s scurrying away from me; her legs slam together as she fights for air. Amira continues to lick my balls as if not noticing Niamh’s distress.

“Stop,” I order.

Selene has reached Niamh and grabs her arm. “Take a breath.” Tears pour down Niamh’s face. I have no fucking idea what is happening, but a wave of protectiveness washes over me, mingling with guilt. This was not what I intended.

I slowly reach for Niamh, but she recoils from my touch, and I won’t have that. I grip her face, making her look at me. “You’re okay,” I say.

“Take a deep breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth,” Selene instructs.

Niamh starts to calm down, but fear is still etched into her features.

As I watch Selene soothe Niamh, I’m struck by the depth of my own feelings for these women, particularly for Niamh. It's a realization that comes with a weight of responsibility I hadn't fully acknowledged until now. I had sought to create an environment where barriers could be lowered, not realizing that in doing so, I might inadvertently expose wounds I knew nothing about.

What has frightened Niamh so much? “I would never hurt you,” I reassure her.

It’s then I notice Amira standing at the side of the bed, her dressing gown back on her body and a look of pure displeasure on her face.

Niamh continues to huddle in a corner of the bed. She looks more like a scared animal than the vibrant person I know her to be. Selene holds her and rubs her hair; it calms Niamh down. I scoot off the bed and get dressed.

“Let's get dressed,” I suggest gently, my voice aiming to bridge the gap between us. “It'll make everything feel a bit more normal, right?”

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