Page 19 of King of Liars

As I crossed the threshold, a thrill coursed through me. It was exhilarating, making me think of the fun we’d be having together now that we’d arrived at our favorite spot.

We stripped down, as per our regular routine.

The first few times, Boss had been so on edge, so unsure of how to navigate the experience, but now it was clear he’d adapted, rather quickly, to the dynamics of the knights. He stripped and turned around, and my dick hardened at the sight.

According to his ID, which King had asked me to check during one of his trips to the house, he was five feet eight, but he must’ve had a growth spurt since that was noted, because he was at least two inches taller than that. Of course, not nearly as tall as the rest of us. He had a sexy build, his abs defined, his arms more impressive than his chest, but I was lucky as far as bulking up in my chest. He kept the sides of his light-brown hair short, with longer bangs that he gelled to the side. And then there was that dick that gave me a run for my money. Maybe it was one of the reasons I was so fucking jealous from the moment King had selected him. I knew what King found so appealing, but I was used to being the biggest of the knights, and it pained me to know that Boss could give him that much more pleasure than me.

Meanwhile, I was just Two. Stupid Two. The Stupid part didn’t bother me as much as it had One, but Two…really? After all the time I’d spent with King. Nearly three years, watching three other knights exiled after transgressing against our King’s rules.

Two… After all I felt for him…

No, no. I couldn’t think about that. It was against the rules.

Feelings were forbidden.

Rule Three.

If there was a rule I had to keep reminding myself of more and more the longer I shared time with King, that was the one.

Hole retrieved condoms and lube from the nightstand, and King said, “Lie down on the edge of the bed, Boss.”

Boss obeyed, but he looked at King like he wondered what he was up to.

He certainly knew enough about King by now to realize it wouldn’t be as easy as getting inside his ass, but that must’ve been part of what kept bringing him back. King was a beautiful enigma, a burst of light in the dark world, a god made flesh.

I hadn’t always felt that way, but the more I’d had the privilege of getting to know him, the more I discovered how amazing he was, the more I felt this must’ve been the case.

Boss obeyed Sy’s demand, lounging on the mattress.

“Just one request more before you can have me the way you’ve been wanting,” King said.

Surely, Boss felt he’d suffered enough by that point, but if he didn’t sign on to be a knight, he would never really know what it meant to suffer with King.

“You’ll have to take each of my knights first.”

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Boss said, sitting up, glancing around at us.

King hadn’t told us what he was up to. He rarely told us whatever was on his mind, but the idea of getting to be inside Boss thrilled me. At first, I assumed it might have been good to get him back for the way he’d taken my ass a few times since he’d started messing around with us. But I couldn’t deny I wanted to for other reasons as well. I bet he’d like my cock. I wanted to give it to him.

King had done a good job breaking him down too. The Boss who had shown up that first time would have already stormed out. He would have refused and maybe even fucking spit on the floor to show his disdain for us all before moving along.

But Boss sat there, contemplating his decision, how much humiliation he was willing to endure at the hands of the King and his knights.

His gaze shifted to me. He looked annoyed, maybe as annoyed as I’d been at having to take him that first time.

But damn, he’d taken good care of me. He’d taken his time, opened me up, and when he hit my prostate with that thing, well, I couldn’t help but feel good.

“Have I been dishonest with you at any point?” King asked.

Boss shook his head. He couldn’t have appeared less excited about the idea if he’d tried.

“You’ll get this ass tonight,” King went on, “but you have to earn it.”

Boss continued looking at me as though I was the asshole he was nervous about. “I’m guessing that includes him?” Boss asked, nodding to me.

“Yes, it does,” King said.

“You were good to me, Boss,” I said. “I’ll do the same for you in return.”

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