Page 116 of Vengeful Princess

There was a large exam table, a couple of chairs, a white counter and cupboards, and several posters illustrating various gruesome sports injuries. It was all very sterile, brightly lit, and not the best place for a random hookup.

Did I care?

No.

“Close the door,” he ordered Landon, who had followed us. Landon nodded and then leaned against the wall with a grin.

“Don’t you care that he’s locked me in a room?” I spluttered, looking at Landon. “You do know this isn’t the kind of thing a rational guy does, right?”

Landon shrugged and smirked. “Kyril is insane. We all know this. If he wants to have his wicked way with you, I’m not going to stop him.”

He pushed off from the wall and stalked over toward me. The two guys exchanged looks and my heart rate shot back up again.

I felt like a gazelle cornered by two predators. Both of them wanted a bite of me. I should have been terrified. Or at least anxious. But we all knew I was no victim.

Kyril tugged me closer, his eyes black with arousal, and his dick still rock hard. When he pulled me into the cradle of his hips, I moaned.

“You want us both, don’t you,” he crooned in my ear before his hand slid up my ribs and found my aching breast once again.

“No,” I replied breathlessly. I sure as hell wasn’t going to make this easy for him.Them.

Landon moved up behind me, his arm around my waist. Like Kyril, he was also hard. The thought of having both of them…together…made me swoon. It was all my dirtiest fantasies brought to life. A dick sandwich.

“Liar.” Yeah, Landon called it. “I bet if I pull your shorts down, you’re wet for us.” His fingers edged inside the stretchy Lycra, brushing over my clit. I shuddered and closed my eyes. The need to come was all-consuming. Between Kyril’s teasing and my overactive imagination, I was more than ready for this.

They were too, it seemed.

“Get Kyril’s cock out, wifey,” Landon instructed. “I want to see you pleasure him while I pleasure you.”

I stopped breathing for a moment. Was Landon bi? Oh. My. God. The idea of two sexy guys together was so hot.

Kyril wasn’t watching Landon, though; 100% of his attention was on me. When I hesitated, he smirked like he knew I didn’t have the guts to do this. Well, fuck him. I may have been a bit - OK,a lot- inexperienced, but I wasn’t a coward.

I wasn’t a virgin anymore. That horse had bolted and wasn’t ever coming back. There was no point in pretending my virtue was intact. My father would find out eventually, probably, but until then, I may as well enjoy what time I had left on this earth exploring my sexuality.

Kyril’s smirk dropped when I reached inside his shorts and grabbed his cock. He felt like steel encased in warm velvet in my hand. I squeezed his shaft gently and rubbed my thumb over the shiny red crown.

“Fuck,” he groaned, closing his eyes for a moment. The way he reacted to my somewhat clueless caresses gave me confidence. Maybe I wasn’t so bad at this?

“Good girl,” Landon whispered in my ear. His fingers slid lower, brushing through my swollen wet folds, and entered me. It was hard to concentrate on Kyril while Landon teased me, but hey, I could multi-task like a boss.

Landon stretched me with his fingers while I gripped Kyril’s shaft. He was so big, my hand didn’t fit all the way round. With each pass, more fluid leaked from his tip, lubricating my hand.

I listened carefully to his reactions, learning what he liked. When I gripped hard enough for my nails to leave indents, he groaned. It seemed a bite of pain turned him on. I scraped harder, and he jerked into my hand, his eyes half-closed in ecstasy.

“I’m too close,” he grunted, reluctantly removing my hand and squeezing the base of his shaft for a moment. “Play with her tits while I make her come all over my face.”

Landon’s fingers left my pussy, and I whined with frustration. He pulled my vest tee off and deftly removed my sports bra.Kyril’s eyes darkened even further as my unfettered breasts bounced free. He leaned down and sucked a hard nipple before biting it with sharp teeth. When I squealed with pain, he grinned.

“That’s for calling me pathetic,” he smirked. I glared at him, but when he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs, I soon forgot why I was angry.

“Does that feel good, baby?” Landon purred in my ear as his large hands massaged my sensitive tits.

“No,” I lied. “He’s useless.”

Kyril sucked my clit into his mouth and grazed it with his teeth. I screamed and fought to free myself, but his iron-clad grip on my thighs was too tight. The harder he sucked, the closer I got to the edge. When he pushed three fingers inside me while Landon pinched and pulled my nipples, I fell apart.

Before I could recover, Kyril had sheathed his dick with a condom. He lifted me up and moved us, dropping me on the edge of a metal exam table. The cold stainless steel surface was a shock to my overheated skin. But I didn’t have time to complain, because with one swift movement, he was inside me.

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