Page 56 of The Broken Queen
Gio hissed while wrapping my hair around his fist, and then with my palms down on his thighs, I began to rock back and forth over him. The sensation felt incredible, the way his length filled every sensitive place inside me. My belly swooped and heated until a moan slipped from my lips and I began moving at my own pace.
“That’s it, Elvis.” He palmed my breasts, kneading them while lifting his hips to push his length further inside of me. “Bounce on my cock.”
I did as he said, fully acclimated to his girth, and I slid againsthim, desperate for my release as the feel of his cock stoked a fire inside me. Our moaning was nearly in sync as his hips canted briskly and his hands came to my waist, holding me in place. It was when his pace quickened that my jaw went slack and a silent scream seemed to erupt from my chest. My first orgasm slammed into me with a force so intense that when the door to the barn opened, I didn’t stop begging.
“Faster, Gio. I need…I need?—”
“You’re leaving a ring of cream around my cock, Elvis. I’ll make sure you get another orgasm, just relax and keep bouncing.”
My eyes flicked back up, seeing that Kingston had come inside and shut the door. My mouth was still gaping as another orgasm continued to build, and my nails dug into Gio’s jeans. He spoke filthy things behind me, while pulling my hair, forcing my chin to raise toward the ceiling.
Kingston wasn’t moving closer, but he also didn’t stop watching. He wore the shirt I had slipped into last night, a deep burgundy T-shirt with black jeans and thick soled boots. His hair was askew, and the way he stared with those deep amber eyes had a thrill shooting off inside me. Just knowing he was looking and that he might walk over and touch me. With my eyes locked on King, I rotated my hips, grinding them harder against Gio’s lap, and I was still desperate for friction, so I used my fingers to rub over my clit.
Kingston chided from his place in the corner. “You’re going to make her use her own hand, brother?”
Gio didn’t stop, but he did slap my hand away and replaced my ministrations with his own. I saw King smile as he watched his twin’s fingers move over my clit while his cock slid in and out of me.
“Presley, you’re making me hard,” Kingston said with a sigh as if this were a problem. I heard Gio grunt some curse from behind me, but my eyes were on the other twin across the room, who was now pulling his cock out. He used his fist to rub over the tip and then down the long length.
It made me move faster over Gio’s length, while my thighsclenched, and I felt like I was about to come again. Kingston stepped closer, with his dick in his hand, his eyes burning while they watched me, and right as he got in front of my face, he stood completely still.
Each time I bounced or moved forward, my cheek would skim the silky head of Kingston’s cock. His tip was wet, so with each pass, a mess of liquid would be left behind on my face. Having them both touch me again had my insides melting and my core clenching so much that I began crying out as another orgasm slammed into me.
Gio must have found his release shortly after, based on how he froze under me. Kingston gripped my chin and locked his gaze with mine. I knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t outright saying it, so I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue so that the velvet tip of his cock slowly slid over my taste buds. He stroked my jaw, then released a deep groan as ropes of white cum began coating my open mouth and face.
“Now that’s a fucking mess,” Kingston rasped while catching his breath.
Gio shifted me, so I was leaving his lap, as he pulled out of me. “King, I fucking told you not to interfere.”
“I didn’t.” Kingston shrugged.
Gio glanced at my face. “Really?”
“You both were in my room, fucking on my bed. Forgive me for taking out my dick and walking over to ejaculate.”
“I didn’t interfere last night,” Gio complained.
King smirked while moving to the dresser to pull out a rag. He brought it over to me and gently began cleaning up my face before addressing his brother again.
“And no one told you not to. If I see you two having sex in the house or barn, I’m going to assume you’re either open to sharing or I can, at the minimum, release all over her face.”
A year ago, I would have worried about them fighting or arguing over me. I would have been concerned for both brothers’ feelings and how the tension would affect us. Now I simply didn’t care.
They weren’t concerned about how it would make me feel when they fucked me, and then said those horrible things to me. When they made me feel stupid for loving them, stupid for always falling for them. I ignored their arguments and continued to clean myself up. I needed to shower and pack.
Right as I stood from the bed, I heard the brothers go silent.
“Presley?” Kingston called for me.
I didn’t turn around until I got to the door, and then I glanced over my shoulder.
“Can you please let me know when everyone is ready to leave? I’d like to get going as soon as possible.”
Their brows curved inward, conveying their confusion and possibly their frustration. I didn’t care if they wanted something deeper from this moment. I refused to give it to them. They were the ones who made it clear that fucking each other could mean absolutely nothing. This was pleasure, and nothing more.
I foundmy way back to my room in the farmhouse. It was strange how at home I felt here, as if it’d just been waiting for me to settle in. I thought back to all those days I had worked on this house, gutting it; imagining a life inside of it. The completion of such a big dream was still not something I had fully come to terms with, or the fact that Kingston was the one to do it.
A deep sorrow began to fill my chest like loose thread, unspooling and tightening around my organs. I felt so betrayed by Scotty, by the twins, and even my father. Yet, there was this hope that still connected me to King and Gio, this tiny flicker in the darkest part of my heart that whispered of a fresh start. When I closed my eyes, I could see the three of us living here. I had even pictured what it would be like to take it a step further and thought up this delirious idea of one day becoming a mother.
