Page 74 of Prince of Ruin

Tarsus’ lips curl over their teeth when they look at Aden, and they open their mouth to say something but Aden cuts them off.

“Don’t even try to deny it, Tarsus.” Aden strokes lazy circles around my throat with his fingers. “You want Tarsus to fuck your mouth, don’t you?” When I don’t respond, he tightens his grip around my throat. “Tell Tarsus you want their cock down your throat.”

Gods, Aden knows me way too well. “I want your cock down my throat,” I croak, and the way Tarsus’ eyes glaze over at the mere suggestion makes precum drip off my cock.

Their hand still gripping the back of my neck, Tarsus steps closer until their body is flush with my front and I’m literally sandwiched between the two, my chin tilted straight up to look in Tarsus’ eyes. Tarsus’ fingers gently caress my hips, and they tug me toward them while thrusting their hips forward. The outline of their hard cock presses into my stomach while Aden holds me tight against his front, one hand still around my throat, the other gripping my shackles, and I feel like I've been transcended to some celestial world.

“You want to suck it, baby?” Tarsus asks.Holy shit.He’s only called me that twice—the first time was at the faire, and it made me nearly as hard as it does now.

“Yeah,” I husk. “Yes.”

“Yes,what?” Their fingers tighten around my hips as they dig their hard cock into my stomach again, and I moan.

“Use your manners, Clav,” Aden taunts behind me. “This is the royal regent you’re talking to.”

“P-please,” I whine, my eyes falling closed as Tarsus grinds into me again. “Please let me suck your cock.”

“You heard him,” Aden tells Tarsus. “Don’t fight it, princess. Go lie on the bed.”

Tarsus and I are both like putty in Aden’s hands as he directs us what to do. The smallest boy here commands the room like a king. Dropping their robes to the floor, Tarsus obediently sits on the bed and lies on their back, propping their head and large antlers on a plush pillow. Their giant cock stands straight up as they drag their tongue over their lower lip, their glazed eyes on me.

“Well?” Aden growls as he releases my throat. “Get over there and suck your pillow princess.”

My cock is rock hard as I crawl until the bed, settling between Tarsus’ thighs. They drag in a sharp breath as they watch me the whole time, that furrow deepening between their brows, as if they don’t know whether to trust me or kill me.

“Open up for Tarsus,” Aden coaxes as he kneels behind me.

My mouth drops open, and Aden slowly guides my head down to their cock. A deep moan escapes the pit of Tarsus’ throat as I start sucking hungrily.

“Deeper,” Aden says, pushing the back of my head down. “Take them deeper, Clav.”

Aden moves off the bed while I take Tarsus’ cock as deep as I can, letting them choke me with their dick. When Aden releases me, I slurp off just long enough to see Tarsus’ eyes cracked open while they glare at me, their head propped on a pile of pillows. A sneer grows on their beautiful face, and they arch their hips so their cock hits my chin.

Aden returns behind me, this time with his strap-on, and kneels behind me.

“Just tap my thigh if it’s too much,” Aden says, then pushes my head back down, throat-deep onto Tarsus’ cock while he gently coaxes my asshole with his dick. He lubed it up well, I think, as he slowly slides it in.

I moan as he enters me from behind. “That’s it,” Aden gently coaxes. “Take it.”

Tarsus threads their fingers into my hair, holding my head steady while they arch their hips, shoving their massive dick in deeper until it hits the back of my throat just as Aden pushes into my ass to the hilt. I let Tarsus choke me with their cock until tears stream down my face while Aden plummets in and out of my ass.

Finally, just as stars are appearing at the edge of my vision, I flap my shackled hand against the inside of Aden’s thigh, and I feel Aden jerk his head at Tarsus. Tarsus slowly pulls out and I hunch forward, dragging air into my lungs. The position gives Aden better access to my backside, and he slides in deeper, making a whimper jump out of me.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” Aden asks, pulling out and sinking it in deeper. He reaches around and pumps my cock as Tarsus cups the back of my head and guides my mouth back onto their dick. While pumping my cock, Aden shoves his dick into me from behind until it’s rubbing against my prostate. My balls are so full I swear they’re going to explode.

“F-fuck.” The hoarse whisper from Tarsus makes me shudder, encouraging me to continue milking their cock with my mouth, thirsty for their cum while Aden continues fucking me from behind. Heat threads through my veins while my dick throbs between my thighs, leaking onto the blanket.

“Oh m-my gods.” Tarsus’ fingers tighten around my skull, holding my head in place while they thrust uncontrollably into my mouth. “Shit, I’m going to—” Before they can finish, cum shoots to the back of my throat, and I swallow, draining every last drop from their cock.

Aden fucks me furiously from behind while pumping my cock, and my balls draw up tight until Ifind my own release. The chain reaction seems to hit Aden. He shudders behind me, an angry moan escaping him as he pulls out and flops down beside me, his head on Tarsus’ stomach. He unclasps the shackles from around my wrists, setting my arms free, and I collapse between Tarsus’ strong thighs, resting my head on their hip next to their sated cock.

“I told you, Tarsus,” Aden says, kissing my hair as my eyes fall closed. “No force necessary. Clav is a little slut who loves to suck cock.” He brushes my hair from my forehead. “Aren’t you, Clav?”

I moan in response, too tired to find anything intelligible to say.

“Oh, you don’t think we’re done, do you?” Aden clicks his tongue. “I’m sorry, Clav, but that was just the beginning. I’m afraid our royal regent is a marathon fucker.”

I chuckle. Marathon fucker.

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