Page 80 of Kings & Chaos

“Oh yeah?” Rock licked two of his fingers, then trailed a finger from my neck down to one of my tits. He squeezed my nipple, and the moisture on his fingers made its way through the lace cups of my bustier as he touched his lips to my cheek, then trailed kisses along my jaw.

“Uh-huh.” It came out a little breathless, partly because of what Rock was doing and partly because Oscar was close to reaching the folds of my cunt from behind and I was about a second away from bending over to give him better access.

“Good,” Rock said, reaching the corner of my mouth. “Then I think it’s time for you to make yourself a little more comfortable.”

They guided me backwards until I was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Oscar bent down to kiss me, his tongue sweeping my mouth, his hand slipping inside my bustier to roll one of my nipples between his fingers.

I moaned into his mouth as a bolt of heat went to my pussy, and he pulled away to look at me, eyes flaring with desire. “I’m making it my goal in life to hear you make that sound as much as fucking possible, tiger.”

“Lay back,” Rock instructed, his voice smooth.

I scooted back on the bed, then entertained myself with the sexiest fucking strip show around as they stripped on opposite sides of the bed. I was on erotic overload, their muscled chests rippling when they peeled off their underwear, Oscar’s nipple piercings glinting in the soft glow of the bedside lamps.

Their dicks sprang free and I had to stifle another moan. The testosterone in the room was making me giddy, the realization that I was about to indulge in not one but two of the biggest dicks I’d ever seen making me weak with anticipation.

When Oscar turned to toss his boxer briefs into the hamper against the wall I caught sight of the shadow tattoo on his back, the looming darkness of it only making him sexier in the faint light of the room.

They got into bed next to me, making me the center of a hunk sandwich. I wasn’t about to complain, and I ran my hands down their smooth chests.

“I’ve never done this before. With two guys, I mean.” I wasn’t sure how it worked. How did I make sure neither of them felt neglected? How did I make sure to give them both, er, attention?

A sexy-as-fuck chuckle erupted from Oscar’s throat, and he trailed a hand down my chest, teasing my tits before continuing over my stomach and dipping his fingers into my underwear. “Don’t worry, tiger. We’ll lead the way.”

“Yeah,” Rock said, nuzzling my neck, his hard cock pressed against my thigh, “you don’t have to do a thing. We’ve got you. Just relax and enjoy.”

I loosened my grip on the situation, let my body sink into the mattress as Rock captured my lips in a long, slow kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth while Oscar’s hands slipped through the folds of my pussy.

I moaned into Rock’s mouth and felt Oscar’s fingers slip inside my cunt, his thumb sliding over my clit.

“Is that for us?” Oscar murmured. “That sweet, wet pussy?”

I was too distracted to answer, and a second later, he slapped my clit.

I gasped, tearing my mouth away from Rock’s, and had to fight not to come then and there. “Fuck!”

“Don’t pretend you don’t like it,” Oscar said. “You’re wetter now than you were before. Answer the question.”

Rock had turned his attention to my tits, pulling down the lace cups on my bra and taking one of my nipples in his mouth.

“What question?” I asked, panting. Rock was alternately sucking and lapping at my nipple and my brain was in serious jeopardy of short-circuiting as Oscar continued to finger-fuck me.

“I asked if this sweet, wet pussy was for us,” Oscar said.

“Yes,” I croaked, giving up and laying my head back on the pillow.

“Good answer,” he said. “Because we’ll share with each other, but no one else.” He met my gaze, and I caught a dangerous glint in his eyes, one I’d only seen once before, when the Kings had come upon Professor Ryan flirting with me at Ruby’s. “After this, we own you. Understand?”

“Yes.” God help me, if this was being owned, lock me the fuck up because I never wanted it to end.

Oscar was working my pussy with expert fingers, Rock sucking on one of my nipples while he teased the other one with his fingers.

“That’s our good girl,” Oscar soothed, sliding another finger inside me. “You’re so hot, tiger. I’m almost sorry I’m going to miss your slippery pussy wrapped around my dick.”

I lifted my head. “What are you talking about?”

Rock lifted his head from my tit. “He’s warming you up for me, kitten. Your pussy’s mine tonight. Oscar’s going to take your ass.”

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