Page 57 of Triumphant Kings

Even though I can’t see his face, I can feel his eyes on me. I whimper, clenching around Preston, making him moan.

“You like being watched,” Preston growls. “You like that the sick fuck gets off on you getting fucked, don't you? You’re fucking drenching my cock, Sadie. So fucking wet,” he grunts, fucking me harder.

My head is spinning, and I feel like I’m seconds from passing out. Still, my body is alive, buzzing with so much need it's almost too much.

I want to cum, need to cum. It feels like I’ll explode if I don’t.

“So fucking pretty.” Grayson gets up from the chair, still jerking off as he walks over to us. “You cry so beautifully for them, Sadie.” He squats down next to my head as Collin continues fucking my mouth. “Can you be a good girl and cum for them too?” He cocks his head to the side.

I don’t realize what he’s doing until I feel my clit being pinched.

A scream tears through me as I’m thrown over the edge.

My body convulses as a powerful orgasm owns it. My eyes roll back as I cry out around Collin’s cock. Pussy gripping Preston’s dick like a vice.

“Fucking hell,” Preston growls, the fingers on my hips digging into my flesh so hard they’re going to leave bruises as he shudders above me, his cock jerking inside me as he comes apart, filling me with his cum.

“God damn it,” Collin grunts as he cums down my throat. It’s too much, I can't breathe, so I swallow him down the best I can.

“That's it, Pretty Girl. Such a good fucking girl.” I can hear Grayson praise me through the ringing in my ears.

I feel like I’m high, or underwater. Nothing makes sense. I don’t know what I’m saying, the sounds I’m making. It’s a sensory overload.

Just as I think I’m about to pass out, Collin pulls free.

I’m gasping for air, coughing as I struggle to breathe.

“Not done yet, Pretty Girl.” Grayson grips my face, pressing my cheeks together to force my mouth open. “Be a good little slut and take my cum too.”

Opening my watery eyes, I look up at him, mouth open, tongue out as he strokes his cock a few more times before spilling all over my tongue and face.

As amazing and mind-blowing as that was, it’s as if my body and mind can’t take any more, shutting down until I pass out.

“Let me clean her up,” Declan’s voice pulls me from unconsciousness.

“Fuck, did we push her too hard?” I feel my body being laid down on something soft.

“No,” I rasp out, hearing the worry in Preston’s voice. “No, it was perfect. You just fucked me into a coma.”

Collin snorts out a laugh. “Had us scared there for a moment, Sunshine.”

Lulling my head to the side, I smile dopily up at Collin. “Sorry.”

“Are you okay?” he asks seriously.

“Mhhm,” I hum, nodding my head. “But I don’t think the group thing is for me. You’d kill me. But thank you for doing this for me.”

“Anything for you, Pretty Girl.” I hear Grayson on my other side, pressing his lips to my forehead.

“Not going to lie, not upset about the no more group sharing thing. I saw way more of my brother's cock today than I ever wanted to,” Collin mutters, but I hear the teasing in his voice.

“Feeling is mutual,” Preston deadpans.

I let out a soft laugh, too tired to say anything else, as someone cleans me up.

Bodies join me in the bed, surrounding me with their warmth and love.

“Keep your dick on your side of the bed,” Collin warns.

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