Page 27 of Tormented Kings

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Page 27 of Tormented Kings

I look at him with desperation in my eyes as I ride his cock. The feeling of his body against mine and the connection is something I didn’t know how badly I needed until right now.

“Thank you for giving us a chance,” he grits his teeth as my pussy clamps around his cock when I rub my clit just right and whimper. “Fuck,” he squeezes his eyes shut. “I’m going to show you I mean it. That I want you, want this.”

He has no idea how much those words mean to me. “I can’t wait.” I pick up my pace, that fire in my belly growing more intense. I’m wet, so fucking wet that I can hear my arousal pooling against the base of his cock.

“You’re so beautiful, Sweetheart.” He reaches up and cups the side of my face. “My literal dream.”

“Declan,” I moan.

“That's it, Sweetheart, take what you want from me. Take all of me. I’m yours,” he says sweetly, with so much feeling.

And it does it for me. I shatter on top of him, crying out his name as I crumble into his arms. He murmurs praising words as he helps me through my orgasm, grabbing my hips and rocking me on his cock.

“That was hot as hell,” Grayson’s voice has me struggling to look to the side.

I’m sweaty, and my body is already starting to feel like jelly. But the way Grayson looks standing there with his shirt still on, open and showing his delectable muscled body, just makes my pussy clench around Declan all over again.

He just stands there, watching us with his hand around his cock as he slowly strokes it.

Every time I’m with one of these men, I have to pinch myself to make sure it’s real. They are fucking stunning, sexy, supermodel-level. And they want me.

Grayson prowls over, moving behind me. “Are you sure you can take more, Pretty Girl?” he asks, running his finger down my spine

Closing my eyes, I shiver at his touch.

“Yes,” I mumble. “I want you both to fill me up.”

Grayson chuckles, making my pussy quiver. “You're such a dirty girl, Sadie. I fucking love it. You want to be stuffed, fucked, then filled up with our cum, don’t you?” I moan in response and then gasp as his hand comes down hard on my ass. “I asked you a question, Pretty Girl.”

“Yes!” I sob out, fucking wrecked for these men already. I’m dripping, a whore for his dirty words. The way Preston spoke me and treated me in our time together, had me seeing stars, but Grayson’s words, though mild in comparison, are driving me equally mad. “I want that so bad. Please.”

“You beg so prettily,” Grayson praises, and I fucking preen.

“I don’t mean to rush things...” Declan says, panting. “But I’m dying here.”

Grayson laughs. “Stay like this, Pretty Girl. I need to prep this sexy ass.”

I close my eyes, loving the feeling of Declan’s hands all over me, soothing me. I feel so wanted, so loved right now, that it’s almost too much to handle.

There’s a part in the back of my mind telling me I don’t deserve this, deserve them, but I push it to the side because even if I don’t, I’m going to take anything I can get. Even if this might not be forever because nothing is guaranteed, I’m not going to take this for granted and miss out. I’ve already let my fears take control of my life. No more. Not with this, not with them.

I hear the sound of a cap being opened, and then a second later, Grayson slides a cold, wet finger into my hole.

“Oh,” I gasp, the feeling a little odd but not bad.

“That’s it,” Grayson murmurs as he starts to thrust his finger in and out. It starts to feel good, and when he adds a second, I moan. The stretch is nice, and the new sensations are enjoyable.

Once he’s deemed I’m ready, he pulls out his fingers and replaces them with his cock.

Nerves shoot through me. I’ve had Declan back there before, so I know I love anal, love the feeling of a cock deep inside me, but this is new—two people inside me at once. I’m going to die, aren't I? But what a way to go.

“Just relax,” Grayson soothes. “Breathe.”

I nod my head, taking a deep breath, doing my best to relax into Declan.

“We’ve got you, Sweetheart.” Poor Declan sounds like he’s hanging on by a thread.

“Oh god,” I whimper as Grayson presses the tip of his cock inside me.




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