Page 52 of Tantalizing Kings

“Alright, Pretty Girl. Give us a show.” He winks before going to sit down on the couch. Preston joins him, and now that I’ve had a second to get myself under control, I move so that I’m lying back against the pillows at the head of the bed.

For now, I pretend they’re not in the room and grab the dildo out of the box. Once it’s lubed up, I pause. “Ah, is there any kind of music you could put on or something? It’s too quiet in here.”

“Soon the room is going to be drowning in your moans and whimpers, but I guess a little music wouldn’t hurt.” Grayson chuckles.

A moment later, instrumental mood music starts to play.

I’m stalling. I don’t care if I just came on Preston’s hand. I’m about to show them my damn pussy and shove a fake dick up there. It’s the most intimate I’ve ever been around someone. When I was with Raymond, he had hardly seen my body naked, always having sex with the lights off. I didn’t care then.

But now, there's enough light in here that they can see me and what I’m about to do.

Willing my nerves to relax, I bring my knees up and bend them a little before letting them fall apart.

A hiss has my eyes snapping over to the three guys. All of them have their cocks out and in their hands, slowly stroking themselves as they watch.

My heart rate starts to pick up, need pooling in my belly. The way they’re all looking at me causes any insecurities about this entire situation to disappear.

Declan has been the quietest, and my eyes turn to him. His lips are parted, his eyes flicking from mine, to my chest, to my center, and back up. Like he wants to see all of me.

I was going to act like no one was watching, but as I pull my panties aside, I keep my eyes on Declan. He sucks in a breath as his hand starts to move faster.

“What do you want me to do now?” I ask.

“Fuck yourself with it,” Preston growls.

I ignore him. “Declan, what do you want me to do?”

He gives me a surprised look. “Ah...” He’s so damn cute. He clears his throat and swallows hard, shifting in his seat. “Take the tip and rub it along your pussy lips.”

Biting my lip, I slide the slippery toy up and down my pussy. “Like this?”

Declan nods. “Now put just the tip in.”

I do as I’m told and press the tip inside. “More,” Grayson urges impatiently, but I don’t move until Declan gives me my next order.

“Slide it inside. Let it fill you up.”

My lips part as I suck in a breath, pushing the toy slowly inside me, deeper and deeper until it's all the way in. “Fuck,” I hiss out a breath.

“How does it feel?” Declan asks, his voice a little strained.

“Good. Full. Now what?”

“Just feel. Go with what's right.”

So I close my eyes and feel. I move the toy in and out of me, giving my body a chance to get used to it.

It doesn’t take me long before I forget all about the guys in the room with me and focus on the pressure building inside me.

My breathing is coming in shallow breaths, my heart racing so fast I feel dizzy as I chase the high. And when I adjust myself to a new angle, I hit that sweet spot, letting out a loud, lusty moan.

“Fuck, yes, Pretty Girl. Look at you. Your cunt looks so fucking good wrapped around that cock. I can’t wait until it’s mine. Are you close?”

“Yes,” I whimper as I struggle to keep moving it in the right spot. My wrist is hurting, and I’m about to cry if I can’t finish. I’m too worked up. I open my eyes and look to Declan. “Help me?”

He’s up and out of his seat in a flash, almost tripping over his pants before kicking them off. Fully naked, he rushes over to the bed and sits next to me. Licking his lips, he looks at where the toy is inside me and reaches for it. I let him take it, and he slowly pulls it out before thrusting back in.

My toes curl into the sheets as I run my hands up my body. Declan Harris is fucking me with a dildo right now. Never in my life did I think this would happen.

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