Page 142 of Her Dark Promise

He was so confident that I would allow him back in my bed. I cocked my head and gave him a sly smile. “It seems as though your eyes aren’t working.” I half-turned back toward Callum and said, “I am currently in the middle of something.”

He didn’t say anything, so I looked down at him from the corner of my eye and found him staring, not at me, but at Callum. His eyes scanned Callum’s naked and erect form sitting on the bed.

I knew it.

I looked back at Callum whose eyes were just as hooded as Bastian’s, and I smiled wickedly. I said nothing as I had him stand and hooked a finger through the top of his trousers, leading him to the bed.

He didn’t resist, but I could feel his body tense with each step we took until we were a foot away.

No one said anything. I had never experienced this before, but I was more than ready. Looking up into Bastian’s eyes, the hesitation was clearly evident, though not surprising. I knew the type of upbringing he came from. I saw it in his mind when he first arrived here. Traditional gender roles, the pressure of producing an heir, and giving up everything one was in order to ascertain these goals. I was all too familiar with it. Enjoying the company of the same sex was highly frowned upon and if such relations were to happen, then it was kept in secret. Something to be ashamed of.

But not here.

I ran my hands up his hairy chest, standing between the two, grabbed his face between my hands, and forced Bastian to look at me. The way he looked down upon me was worrisome; he was no longer arrogant or proud, but rather timid like a small child—scared and nervous.

Shame passed across those moss-green eyes.

That wouldn’t do.

“Bastian.” He tried to move away, but I pulled him back. “You may leave if you like, and neither one of us will say a word. But…” I paused, making sure to get my point across, “Just know there are no judgments here. Don’t be ashamed to be exactly who you are with us. You said it, didn’t you? That I made you feel like you finally knew yourself?”

My breath caught in my throat when another look passed his features—love. He looked like a man in love.

I couldn’t handle that look any longer and asked Callum, “You’re interested too, aren’t you?”

He answered me by getting up and standing in front of Bastian. Bastian became tense, warring with himself, if he wanted this, if he was finally ready to give in.

I stood next to them. “You can leave right now. Everything we do here is by choice, and no, I won’t get mad if you leave.” He didn’t move a muscle, so I continued, “Don’t think. Just do what feels right. You can be yourself here.”

Callum wrapped his hands around the nape of Bastian’s neck, and pulled him closer until their mouths met. It took one last tense moment before Bastian finally let go and kissed him back.

I had no idea that watching two men kissing each other would turn me on as much as it did. The passion in the kiss, the way Bastian’s mouth moved, was as if he had wanted to do this his entire life. As if he had been deprived of oxygen and only now was getting the reprieve he desired.

After a moment, Callum pulled away and started undoing his belt and all of our breaths went ragged. I walked behind Bastian and reached around, pulling off his shirt until he was bare in front of us.

He began to crawl on the bed when I stopped him and turned him so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed. I looked at Callum, who smiled and got on his knees and started rubbingBastian’s cock up and down. Then he took him in his mouth and went slow.

Bastian threw his head back and moaned. I seated myself behind him, pushing his hair out of the way, and licked from his collarbone all the way up his neck. I nibbled on his ear, clawing my hands down his chest as he hissed.

Once Callum was satisfied, he brought Bastian’s face down to his, letting Bastian taste himself. The need to have them both was overwhelming, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

I pulled Bastian back onto the bed until his back rested against the headboard, and I straddled him. I kissed down his chest, nipping him as I went along. I could feel his cock throb beneath me. He loved pain just as much as Callum and I.

Callum moved to his side, on his knees next to Bastian. Bastian took no time in grabbing his hard cock and licked his tip tentatively as Callum gripped the headboard for support. Callum gripped Bastian’s head and guided him to take him in his mouth, but waited until I was seated on Bastian’s tip. At the same time, Bastian took Callum in his mouth, I slid down Bastian’s cock.

Fuck. I missed this.

Bastian’s cock curved a little bit up, hitting that perfect bundle of nerves inside of me. I leaned back, bracing my hands on his thighs, and rode him without abandon. I couldn’t handle the looks of ecstasy on both of their faces; I had to throw my head back, screaming, calling out their names.

We were a mess of moans as the sound of our bodies slapped against each other—my new favorite sound.

Callum’s body jerked as he came inside Bastian’s mouth. Bastian bucked his hips, which hit a deeper part of me. “Bastian! Yes!”

I don’t know how it happened, but I became even wetter seeing him pull away from Callum’s cock, cum running down his chin,and said to Callum, “I think it’s time we give our queen a little royal attention.”

They both looked at me as Callum moved behind me, and I could have almost squealed with excitement. Bastian leaned me forward while I was still inside him as Callum settled behind me, spreading my ass. I kept staring into Bastian’s eyes as I heard Callum spit and then felt him position himself, rubbing me with his tip, getting me ready.

I have had Callum fuck my ass before, but I had never had two men at once. I was a bit nervous and Bastian could read it on my face. I could have sworn he grinned a little. He brought my lips to him as Callum slowly pushed himself into me. Inch by fucking inch. So slow. Letting me get used to the sensation of how full I was.

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