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Moaning as my dick swelled in my hand, I squeezed myself hard.

After untying her hands, I took her over to the bed and instructed her to lie down on her stomach. I put a pillow under her, and then had her extend her hands back toward me so I could grip them as I fucked her hard from behind.

The thought of being inside her tight, hot, wet pussy shook my body. I closed my eyes, focusing on how it would feel.

She spread her legs and whimpered as I ran my cock down from her ass to her clit. I rubbed the tip around her engorged, dripping pussy and drove her crazy with lust. I brushed against her little lips, teasing her. She thrust her hips back, seeking me in her impatience, and I sank deep into her.

A groan rumbled through my chest, the fantasy strong enough to have my balls contracting massively.Fuck,I thought as I tugged on my dick. I gave two more long, hard strokes, and the tightening in my balls increased. The thought of holding her wrists captive in mine as I mercilessly fucked her threw me over the edge.

“Fuck…” I moaned quietly so as not to wake her, and then all my other senses faded. My vision went dark, and the only thing I could hear was the heavy thumping of my heart.

Pleasure exploded out from my groin as cum erupted from the tip. I stroked it, wishing I was coming inside Kinsley. The thought alone weakened my knees.

Finally, my balls ceased their urgent clenching, and I let my dick go. Damn, the things this girl did to me. I shook my head and cleaned up, then took the bottle and sketch pad back into the room, finding she had rolled over and was facing my pillow.

Chapter 24

Kinsley

Swear An Oath

The minute he crawled into bed and pulled me close, my eyes opened. I recoiled with a wince at the sight of his swollen and cut-up face. The tension between him and Ivan from earlier rushed back, and I knew without any doubt the two of them tried to solve it with their fists. Childish and typical.

I sighed. “What happened?”

My fingers trembled as I reached out and brushed his blond hair away from his forehead. The strands were silky soft against my skin, and I ran my fingers across the shaved parts, loving the difference in texture. His eyes met mine, and a mixture of exhaustion and relief greeted me.

“Something that had been brewing all day. Don’t worry about it.”

I pulled his hands up and studied them before kissing the cuts on his knuckles. “I’m not worried unless it was the Blade’s face that caused these.”

“You’re worried about Ivan’s face?” He chuckled.

“I like his face the way it is, and if you want me to be honest, I’m a little upset that your lip is cut. Is his cut too?” I asked.

I had to temper myself because I wanted to lean over and lick the cut. He was entirely too beautiful. All of them were. Works of art. He cleared his throat, and our eyes locked once more. He cocked an eyebrow.

“You’re worried about our lips?”

“Maybe a little,” I admitted with a shrug. “However, I suppose if Nik’s lips aren’t split, I can kiss him,” I teased.

“You’re so naughty, kitten, telling a man you want to kiss his brothers.”

He, in turn, traced mine with the tip of his finger. The emotions that consumed me as a flood of erotic possibilities filled my head were more than naughty.

They were downright filthy. An ache for something more bloomed deep inside. Raw sexual energy radiated off every square inch of him. Heat rushed to my cheeks as his gaze held me captive.

“I’m naughty? You’re the one who insists that I sleep with them. I can’t help it. I’ve become accustomed to being kissed by a King.”

“I like the sound of that. Tell me, are we your Kings then?”

The intensity of his focus made me shift. I was making a fool of myself, but since when did that matter? The scary thing was, he was playing along. If he only knew the thoughts I had running rampant inside my head.

He’d be horrified. Visions of all of them kissing me up and down my body sent a shiver through me. I moved closer to him and buried my face in his smooth chest, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

“I guess until you discard me for the next damsel in distress, you are. Now promise me you won’t engage in frivolous fights with my other Kings.”

I trailed my fingers up and down his chest, feeling the drum of his heartbeat beneath my hand. Leaning in, I inhaled him loudly and then went back to exploring every inch of his sculpted, bare chest with light, feathery touches.

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