Page 51 of The Broken Queen
I swallowed the tightness in my throat, knowing I needed it confirmed that she’d actually done it. She’d had sex with him.
My hand fisted around her hair and pulled, revealing her throat. “Stop it.”
She moaned while trying to push closer. “He liked to fuck me against things, the dresser, the wall, the balcony sometimes. He would fuck me so hard that I’d almost black out.”
It wasn’t like I had asked her to be faithful to me, or to Gio. We’d fucked her and then rubbed it in her face that we’d only done it to brag about it to her fiancé, but fuck this hurt.
“Presley,” I warned. My other hand moved to her neck, where I began to squeeze.
She gasped a few times before she smiled. “Fine. I always wanted him to press his finger to my ass while he fucked me. I needed pressure in both places, but I didn’t know how to ask for it.”
I was a prick, and I deserved the burn I felt along my heart, but it didn’t stop how hard I gripped her waist, lifting her and then slamming her down on my cock.
She gasped and held the back of my head, pulling my hair.
“Fuck,” I rasped into her neck before I shifted my hips and pulled her against me. Her pussy was hot and tight, fuck even if she had fucked Adrian, she was still just as tight as she was the night we’d taken her virginity.
We began moving in a way that had her breathing labored; my strokes were deep as I pulled her away, before dragging her back with so much force she whined each time. Her nails made tiny little marks against my skin, and I realized I liked that. So I pulled her harder, and fucked her deeper. Her toes reached for the floor as she pressed impossibly closer, which made the chair creak.
“Feels so good, oh my god.” She moaned loudly.
I ripped the shirt from over her head, so I could see all of her. Leaning down, I brought her left tit to my mouth and began to suck, then I lifted three of my fingers to her mouth.
“Get these wet for me.”
She tried to catch her breath and asked, “Three seems like a lot.”
I smiled before kissing her, then once we broke apart, I shoved all three into her mouth and allowed her to suck on them, coating them completely. Then against her ear, I gritted, “One finger isn’t going to prepare you to take my cock and certainly not Gio’s. I know you’re desperate to have us both take you again, so I’m going to prep you to be ready for when we’re both fucking you again.”
Her hips moved faster as her mouth attached to my neck, sucking and moaning. I used my fingers to prod at her tight hole while she ground down on my cock. Each pass backward, she pressed into my fingers and hissed while shuddering forward.
“Yes, right there.”
Movement near the stairs caught my attention. I saw my brother drop to one of the steps while he watched us. I didn’t alert Presley or tell her. I just fucked her in the ass with my fingers, whileletting her grind against me as hard as she needed. The chair continued to scrape against the floor with loud creaks and scrapes. Her moans grew louder and louder.
“Harder. Please, King, please press harder. I need—” She shuddered against me again, and I said loud enough for my brother to hear, “You’re ready for another cock back here. I stretched you so you’re ready to take us both, Presley. You want that, don’t you?”
Her head tilted back as she cried, “Yes!”
“Say exactly what you want, out loud, so I can hear you.”
Her hips rotated faster, pressing harder against my hand, while her breathing came in little spurts. “I want you to fuck me just like this, while Gio fucks me from behind. I want you both to take me in every way you can think of. I want to lose myself over and over between you both. I want to be yours to play with, to lo—” she stopped abruptly as if she caught herself, “I don’t care as long as you both are there, and you both stay.”
Her last sentence came on a cry as she shattered around my cock. Her body shook as I slowly guided my length in and out of her until I released her ass and gripped her hips as tightly as I could. My release spilled out, and because I was still pumping in and out of her, it began to leak down all over her thighs.
She sagged in my arms while she tried to catch her breath. That’s when Gio finally moved, walking over from the stairs to where we were sitting. I worried he’d spout off some bullshit jealousy that he always carried around when it came to Pres, but he surprised me by gently pulling Presley off of my lap and into his arms.
“I’m leaking,” she whispered, but he just kissed her forehead and held her closer.
“That’s okay, Elvis. I like that he made a mess of you. I want you to sleep just like this under my chin tonight, and in the morning, I’m going to make a new mess inside you.”
“Okay,” she sighed, but she sounded content, which made something inside my chest release. Before she got to the stairs, she yelledfrom over his shoulder, “Kingston, you better come back to my bed tonight.”
I smirked, then started cleaning myself up.
Once I was back in her room, I lay down where I had been before, but this time, I slipped under the covers. Gio held her closer to him, exactly how he said he would, but his eyes were on me as he quietly rumbled, “Tomorrow, you get to watch me fuck her. Alone. Just like I had to tonight. You’ll stay right there and pretend to sleep while I shove my cock inside her cunt, and her tits bounce. While she moans her pleasure and begs to be filled in both holes, you won’t move a single muscle.”
I didn’t reply, but I understood. Same old jealousy bullshit. We’d gotten nowhere and everywhere all at the same time. Didn’t fucking care if it meant Presley was back in my universe and my brother understood that I’d be staying in hers.
