Page 115 of Tormented Kings
Eagerly, my eyes try to take everything in at once. She’s riding Declan, head tossed back, face contorted in pure bliss.
Declan watches her with heavy-lidded eyes, pure adoration etched on his face.
“Fuck, Declan, baby,” she moans. “God, your cock feels so fucking good.”
“You feel good,” he grunts. “So fucking good.”
I’ve never been so turned on in my life. The two of them together are a vision. So fucking beautiful. Both of them are covered in a thin layer of sweat as Sadie works Declan over with the slow, deep rocking motion of her hips. Their hair is damp, stuck to their faces.
The room smells of sex, their sex.
Sadie’s eyes flutter open, and she finally sees me.
My breathing is erratic, eyes wild. I want them. I want them so fucking bad it hurts. I’ve never craved anything more in my life than I do the two of them.
I know I should stay away, even after I confessed everything that I’d shoved deep down into the darkest parts of my mind.Not when I know I can’t be what they deserve. And that’s for however long I’m tied to my father and the hold he has on my life. Maybe I should have waited to confess, maybe I never should have at all.
But as I stand here, I know there's nowhere else in the world I’d rather be.
She stops moving, her breasts heaving with every breath she takes. “Preston,” my name comes off her sweet lips as a whisper. Declan’s head snaps to the side, eyes widening when he sees me.
He moves, maybe to cover up, but Sadie puts a hand on his chest and pushes him back down. “Stay,” Sadie commands, eyes searching his. It’s coming off as an order, but I can see her looking for any discomfort. He licks his lips, chest rising and falling rapidly. When she doesn’t find anything, she nods her head and turns to look at me again.
“Can we help you?” she asks, rolling her hips. Declan lets out a groan, eyes fluttering closed as she slowly starts to ride him again.
“You two are perfect together,” my voice is low as I take a few steps closer.
“I know. Aren't we?” Sadie grins.
This side of Sadie is not one I’ve seen before. She’s more confident, more in control. She’s being exactly what Declan needs, even though I know she can easily be the one to please and do as she’s told.
“Mistress,” Declan whimpers, and my cock jerks.
“Yes, my love?” she purrs, running her hands up his chest as she bounces on his cock.
“I-I need to come.” His brow pinches in pain and pleasure.
She laughs sweetly. “Have I teased you long enough?” she asks, cocking her head to the side.
He nods his head frantically. “Please. Please let me cum.”
“Are you going to be a good boy and fill me up? Are you going to have my pussy dripping with your hot sticky cum?”
“Yes.” He nods again. “Yes. Fuck, yes.”
She turns to me, and I’m not sure if I like the wicked grin that takes over her face. “After you're done making a mess of my cunt, Preston can clean me up. Won’t you, Preston?”
Declan looks at me, worry etched on his face.
The thought of me eating my girl’s perfect pussy after the man of my fucking dreams just filled her up has me grabbing my cock over my slacks and giving it a hard squeeze as I hiss out, “Yes.”
The whimper that leaves Declan is music to my fucking ears.
“Are you going to just stand there all day and watch, or are you going to join us?”
I chuckle, loving this side of my feisty little Kitten. I grin. “Better not get used to that bratty attitude, Kitten.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she asks, raising her ass up, drawing my attention to her plump cheeks before slamming down on his cock. He moans, gripping her hips as he pants heavily.