Page 10 of King of Liars

And I believed him. But truly, it was curiosity that was the real enemy, because I wanted to know what he’d do, see where he wanted it to lead.

Sy ran his nose down the side of my face, to my chin, as he stroked my cock.

Athudcaught my attention, and I turned to see Two closing the nightstand drawer, condoms and lube in his hand.

He had a long, fat cock, the sort that made me jealous. I was confident with what I was working with, but that thing…wow. Despite his pissy attitude, I had no doubt why Sy kept him around.

Sy moved his lips back along the same path they’d taken down my neck before sniffing at my cheek and pulling away. “You like to kiss, don’t you?”

My cock expanded in his grip.

“You don’t have to answer that. I know you do, which is why you can’t kiss me, not until I tell you that you can.”

Why did that have to make my cock even harder?

He chuckled. Like he was laughing at me, mocking that he knew how to turn me on so goddamn well.

Sy dropped his jeans to his ankles. Apparently, while he’d been talking to me, he’d been working to remove them.

“You can reach back and feel my tight ass on one condition,” he said. “Refer to me by my royal title and ask me.”

It was a goddamn trap. The sort of thing I figured this would have all come to, that I wouldn’t fall for, but I was already in too deep, and I wanted a fucking taste. One time wouldn’t mean anything…wouldn’t lead to anything else.

“Can I stroke your ass, Your Majesty?”

His eyes widened slightly, and I knew I’d made a mistake. But then I glanced down, noticed his dick growing. Yes, Sy enjoyed when we gave in to his demands. And now I was getting a sneak peek into why the knights got off on pleasing him.

“You may,” he offered, and I took what was mine, reaching back and sliding my hand across his left ass cheek. I kneaded my thumb into his flesh, taking advantage of what I felt I’d been deprived of for too long.

He closed his eyes and leaned toward me, keeping his mouth near mine, but I could tell he was keeping it just far enough as he opened it wide and gasped. “Yes, Boss. Just like that.”

I slid my hand toward his crack, moving down between those cheeks, which were as tight as he’d assured me before I’d begun probing.

He took another breath. “Yes, right there.”

I was enraptured, but then movement caught my eye, and I turned to see Two studying us, obviously pissed as ever. He wasn’t good at concealing that he didn’t want me there.

Sy followed my gaze, turned his attention back to Two. “Here.” He pulled off his jeans, kicked them onto the floor, then stepped back to the bed. Lounging across the mattress, he said, “Two, come lie down beside me.” He slid back, patting his hand against the mattress.

Two obeyed his command, but he kept eyeing me like he was about to beat the fucking shit out of me if I said the wrong thing.

“Two’s what you’d call a total top,” Sy explained. “It’s his preference, which is why he’s great to keep around, since I love being railed. Sometimes the guys run a train on me, and you know, with the other guys, their cocks can get soft after we’ve been going for some time, but not with Two. Oh no. He’s a fucking machine, in all the right ways. Why don’t you suck his cock and see?”

The hell?

“What? I didn’t come here to mess around with any of your knights.” Especially not the one who was obviously annoyed by my presence.

“I’m not exactly thrilled about the idea either,” Two told me, practically rolling his eyes.

“Did you forget the rules?” was all Sy said.

My body tensed up.

Fuck.

“This is how I do things around here,” Sy continued. “We play games, and I give you what you need from me, as I see you need it, but if you’re not interested, you can leave and let us enjoy one another.”

Leave, leave. But would it fucking kill me to suck a dick? And it sure as hell was a pretty dick.

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