Page 29 of The Queen's Knights

His face is flushed, eyes feverish and wild, but he doesn’t move. He only looks at me, his gaze requesting permission.

I smile down at him. “Clean us up now. Start with Percy.”

He swipes a tongue along one side of Percy’s half-hard dick. Percy shudders and presses his face into my shoulder, but doesn’t move. By the time Lance has licked every inch of him, he’s hard again.

“My turn,” I say.

“Hell yeah,” Lance murmurs, then presses his mouth over my soaked pussy with a groan. He grips the backs of my thighs and pushes, and Percy takes over, grasping behind my knees to hold my legs wide.

The first sweep of Lance’s tongue through the mess makes me lose my mind, but he’s nothing if not determined to be thorough. He sucks my clit gently first, then begins working his tongue around my slick flesh, making sure to get into every sensitive hidden place. Then he pushes three fingers into me, fucking while he teases his glorious tongue around my clit.

“Lance! Oh my god, yes!” I’m in heaven, and it only sends me higher when he reaches his free hand up to tease my breasts.

“Don’t forget her ass,” Percy says, the heat of his words tickling my ear and sending a jolt of ecstasy through me.

Lance hums in acknowledgment and removes his fingers from my pussy, sliding his tongue down to tease around my anus while rubbing my clit with his thumb. He laps at me hungrily and swallows every drop of cum the two of them filled me with, returning to my clit and finger-fucking me again when he finishes tonguing my ass.

The pleasure builds slowly at first, rising only incrementally from the precipice fucking them for so long left me at, but when Lance dedicates his full attention to my clit, it pushes me all the way to the edge.

But he holds me there, slowing his licks while teasing his fingertips against my G-spot oh-so deftly. I surrender, and I’m on the verge of begging, even though that would be completely contrary to the dynamic I wanted to establish.

Lance senses my need somehow, looking up from between my legs and meeting my gaze with a wicked glint in his eyes. He strokes my inside walls in just the right way and gives my clit a playful flick, then a suck.

“I want to fucking drown in you. Squirt your tasty cum all over my face, Gwen. Give it all to me, okay?”

Then he sucks my clit into his mouth once more, tongue dancing around and around until my head is spinning. The orgasm surges through me in a violent rush, and I’m grateful for Percy’s arms clamped around my thighs and torso, holding me tight. His mouth is against my ear, urging me on when I let loose, my climax exploding from me along with every ounce of my juices that always seem to flood out of nowhere when I come this hard.

“That’s right, give it up for him. He earned it,” Percy says. “Next time it’s my turn to bathe in you, though.”

I’m shaky from all the exertion when Percy’s grip on me relaxes, but Lance is still gently licking me, as if he’s been told he had to clean his plate and has taken it to heart. I reach down and comb my fingers through his sweat-damp hair, then cup his cheek.

“Good boy,” I say in a breathless, passion-roughened voice.

The look of utter adoration he gives me then meanseverything,and I’m positive there’s no way I’ll ever let this beautiful young man go.

ChapterSeventeen

Gwen

The three of us barely move for several seconds. Percy relaxes his hold on me, cradling me on his lap. I reach for Lance, pulling him closer. He surprises me by resting his cheek on my bare thigh while he curls his arms around my waist. I gently comb my fingers through his hair until his heavy breathing slows.

When Percy nuzzles my cheek and presses a kiss to my jaw, I look at him. He’s giving me the tenderest of looks and it makes my heart somersault.

“This makes you happy, doesn’t it?” he asks.

“Very much,” I admit. “It’s surprising, but I was definitely losing interest in our scenes at the club.”

“Do you want to stop attending the Masquerade?” he asks.

I look down at Lance and shake my head. “Maybe we just evolve. Chloe’s usually open to suggestions about the regular live shows. Ours pulls a crowd already.”

Lance sits up and looks at me. “Are you suggesting what I think you are? Aren’t I blacklisted or something?”

“Oh, you’ll have to get the third degree from Chloe, but I’m sure she’ll love you as much as we do,” I say. I immediately bite my tongue, schooling my expression as if I didn’t just suggest I have feelings too soon. Not to mention I lumped Percy into the statement without even asking.

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Percy says with a chuckle. “He gives good head, but I need to get to know him better before pulling out the L-word. But I think this dynamic is exactly what the club needs. Chloe’s bound to love the idea.”

Lance is staring at us in shock. “Are you serious? Like, I’d be a regular, um,performerthere? Like Brit and Casey?”

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