Page 51 of The Princess, the Prick & the Priest (Confessions 4)

Robbie shuddered and his chest heaved against Priest’s, and before he could find his voice, Julien moved in behind him and pressed a kiss to the back of Robbie’s neck.

Robbie’s eyes fell shut and he clenched his teeth.

Are they crazy? Any more of this and they’re going to make me—

“Come for us,” Priest whispered against Robbie’s lips. “I want to watch you. Close your eyes, lean back into Julien, and come for us.”

Robbie sucked in a gasp of air, as Julien’s hands moved to his hips and he pulled him away from Priest to fit his cock against the crack of Robbie’s ass.

“He…here?” Robbie said, as Priest pushed off the door.

“Yes,” Priest said, and kissed the corner of Robbie’s lips as he flicked open the button on his skinny jeans. “Right here, Robert. In my mouth.”

THE LOOK ON Robbie’s face as Priest lowered to his knees made Priest’s already hard cock impossibly harder. He would’ve given anything for the three of them to be home right then. But since they weren’t, this would have to do—because he couldn’t wait.

Watching Robbie stand up for himself back there in the club had taken Priest’s annoyance at being cock-blocked and turned it to fuel for his already out-of-control desire.

Fierce and sassy had never been so fucking sexy, as Robbie had turned on Nathan and finally owned who he was. The fact that Robbie had added in that he belonged to them was just icing on the cake as far as Priest was concerned, and when his knees hit the ground, Priest was determined to eat that cake. Right here. Right now.

Priest looked up at the two hovering above him, and as the sound of a car horn blasted in the distance, he felt his lips curve. Hotter in public, their princess had said. Okay then, let’s do this.

“Julien,” Priest said, and when Julien’s eyes found his, Priest pressed the heel of his hand to his cock. That look was nearly enough to get him off. Julien looked close to ripping Robbie’s jeans off and fucking him to orgasm. But Priest didn’t want them to get arrested, he just wanted to get Robbie off—and so, apparently, did his husband. “Unzip his jeans.”

Robbie cursed, and Julien smirked as he reached for Robbie’s zipper and drew it down. Priest’s eyes immediately fell to the open denim, and he didn’t wait around after that.

He pulled the stiff material apart, and when Robbie’s flushed cock sprang free, Priest looked up and then leaned forward to lick a path up the underside to the plump head.

“God,” Robbie said, and reached for Priest’s hair.

As his fingers twisted in the thick strands, Priest glanced at Julien and said, “Feed him to me.”

“Oh fuck. Fuck me,” Robbie said as Julien wrapped his fingers around Robbie’s dick and directed it toward Priest’s mouth.

When the salty evidence of Robbie’s arousal coated Priest’s lips, he growled and then shifted to rub his beard up along the side of Robbie’s sensitive flesh, and Robbie’s hands tightened.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Priest said. “Hold on.” Then Priest opened his mouth and swallowed Robbie to the back of his throat.

The shout that filled the darkened street was quickly muffled, and when Priest looked up and saw Julien’s hand over Robbie’s mouth and Robbie’s teeth biting into it to keep quiet, Priest had to practically strangle his own dick to keep from coming.

Fuck they were sexy, and when Robbie punched forward, shoving back between Priest’s lips, Priest closed his eyes and let Robbie go at him. He reveled at the painful pulls to his hair and the desperate, almost frantic way Robbie was pumping in and out of his mouth.

It was dirty, rough, and one of the most erotic things Priest had ever seen or heard, and the muffled moans from Robbie made Priest want to give Julien something before Robbie came.

Since they couldn’t get inside Robbie right now, Priest had another idea in mind, and as he drew his mouth off Robbie’s cock, he dragged his teeth over his swollen lip and said, “Julien?”

Julien’s fevered stare found his. “Oui, mon amour?”

Priest smiled at the ragged edge to Julien’s voice, and he decided to test Robbie’s French a little. “Doigte notre princesse, pendant que je suce sa queue.”

Julien planted a kiss beneath Robbie’s ear and asked, “Would you like that, princesse?”

Robbie nodded, his comprehension of the language now good enough that he’d worked out most of what Priest had said.

Now all Priest had to do was wait for Julien’s next move.

JULIEN COULD FEEL Robbie’s entire body vibrating against him, as he kissed his way up Robbie’s ear and whispered, “Would you like my finger in you while you fuck Priest’s mouth?”

Robbie nodded again, and Julien ground his aching dick against Robbie’s ass before he sucked a finger into his mouth and slipped his hand down the back of Robbie’s skinny jeans.

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