Page 25 of Tormented Kings

“Just your friends?” Declan asks, voice low as he moves my hair off my shoulder before bringing his lips to the base of my neck. “What about us? What about me?”

“You too,” I whimper, eyes closing as I lean into his touch.

“You know you're always safe when I’m around,” Declan murmurs, spinning me around so Grayson is at my back now. He looks me in the eyes, and the hunger has lessened slightly, replaced with something more. He leans in, bringing his lips to my ear, and whispers so softly I don’t think Grayson can hear. “I’m just sorry I wasn’t able to get there in time at the first one.”

My brows furrow, trying to process his words. When he pulls back, there's sorrow in his eyes.

And then it hits me. My eyes widen, lips parting. We share unspoken words. “It was you. The guy who carried me to safety. The one who did it again years later,” I say with my eyes locked on his.

He gives me a small smirk, and everything inside me breaks. He knows. He knows what Lionel did to me. He had to have, because the person who found me and took me away from my nightmare found me after it happened. He said he was sorry he couldn’t get to me in time, meaning he knows.

And yet, he still wants me.

Something inside me snaps, and I throw myself at him. He catches me, holding me up by the thighs as I wrap my arms around him and kiss him feverishly.

My hands are in his hair, gripping and tugging as our tongues battle together. He whimpers, and fuck, it has me so damn wet.

I want him so bad it hurts, need him so much that it’s going to drive me fucking mad if I don’t have him now.

“Fuck me,” I plead as I pull my lips from his. He looks at me dazed, his glasses askew and lips swollen from our kisses.

“What about me?” Grayson asks with a husky chuckle. “Want me to leave?”

I look at him over my shoulder. “No.” I shake my head. “I want both of you.”

The smile that forms on his face is downright devilish. “Does my Pretty Girl want to take two cocks at once?”

“Yes.” I nod my head frantically as Declan peppers open-mouth kisses along the column of my throat.

When Declan fucked me in the ass while using the vibrator on me, it was heaven. New sensations I’ve never felt before.

To have both of them inside me, filling me up, bringing me to new heights... Yeah, I want that. I’ve never wanted something more in my life than I do at this moment.

The two of them are driving me wild, slowly working their lips along my body as they strip me out of my clothes.

It’s not until I stand before them, fully naked with their wicked eyes eating up every inch of my body, that I realize they're still clothed.

“This isn’t fair,” I pout. “Strip,” I demand, chest heaving as my nipples tighten.

“Anything you want, Pretty Girl.” Grayson gives me a sexy chuckle as he slowly unbuttons his shirt.

I bite my lip, eyes fixated on his fingers and how they move as he works one button at a time.

He’s driving me crazy, and he knows it.

I’m practically dripping, standing here naked and exposed. Declan steps up behind me, running his hands down my arms, and I take a shuddering breath as he moves them up my body to cup my breasts.

I moan, leaning back into his touch to feel his hot chest against my back. He took off his shirt, and I didn’t even get to watch. How is that fair?

“I can feel your heart pounding,” Declan murmurs, nipping at my cheek. “Are you turned on, Sweetheart? Does the idea of having us both make you needy?”

“Yes.” I swallow hard, tone thick with arousal as I continue to watch Grayson undress. He stopped working his shirt, leaving it still half buttoned, and started working on his pants.Fucking tease.I lower my voice. “Do you wish it was us and Preston?”

His body stiffens behind me. “W-what?”

I spin around to look at him, taking his face into my hands. “Do you wish it was you and Preston taking me at the same time? Moving inside me together. Making me scream your names?” His pupils are blown wide, lips parted as his breathing picks up. “It’s okay,” I whisper, leaning in to brush my lips against his. “It’s okay.”

“Fuck, Sadie,” he whimpers, grabbing the back of my head and keeping me there as he deepens the kiss. It’s messy and desperate. “Someday,” I tell him, panting as I break the kiss, hoping that it’s a promise I can keep. “But right now–” I turn around to face Grayson, who’s paused, watching us. “I want the both of you.”

---