Page 4 of Brutal Queen

I would never have thought I’d enjoy their dominance so completely, but the freedom I feel in giving my body, my pleasure, to men I love and trust, lightens my soul in a way I’ve never experienced before.

The mattress behind me rolls as Sinclair gets up and I grumble, unhappy that he’s not staying.

“I’ll be back, hummingbird. I have to prepare for your meeting and you’ll need me later when Nico’s done with you,” Sinclair reassures me, leaning over to cup the side of my face and stroke his thumb across my cheek. With a sexy wink, he turns and heads for the bathroom.

We may all sleep together, but when it comes to playing together, that’s been strictly foreplay only so far. Not necessarily because we don’t all want to, but because it hasn’t felt like the right time to discuss changing our dynamics. There’s too much going on in all our heads to do more than be there for each other right now.

I’m not saying I don’t think about it though. To have all of them at once is rapidly becoming my go-to fantasy.

“Crawl to me.”

Fuck me. I adore dominant Benedict.

I prowl to the end of the bed where he’s standing proud, dick rock hard and weeping beads of pre-cum—all for me. Leaning back on my heels, I wrap one hand around his length. I flick my gaze to Nico and I pump my fist in time with the long languid strokes he’s teasing himself with as he watches us. He has a perfect view from his seat in the corner of the room and it’s only enhanced by the mirror on the dresser. His eyes dart back and forth from mine to our reflection. The large mirror allows us both to witness every flex of Benedict’s ass as I build his pleasure. Stroke by stroke.

Benny’s breathing becomes ragged, and it spurs Nico from his perch. He snakes himself around Benny’s torso from behind, one arm around his waist and the other at his chest, before reaching up to lock a firm grip on Benny’s throat.

He peers over Benny’s shoulder and takes charge of us both.

“Eyes on us,phoenix,while you suck my Bambi’s cock like the good little whore I know you are.”

His words make me clench my legs together as a burst of pleasure pulses at my core, and I can’t help but sway my hips as I lean forward to run my tongue across Benny’s crown, tasting his pleasure. Parting my lips, I swallow him inch by inch, stopping when I reach my limit and feel his swollen head try to breach my throat. Wrapping the base with one hand I bob on his cock, running the flat of my tongue along the underside and drawing a predatory moan out of him as I swirl it along his slit before teasing the frenulum on the way back down.

I may not have mastered deep-throating yet, but I can still bring every one of these men to their knees with my mouth.

“Don’t you dare come without my permission, Bambi,” Nico bites out, releasing his grip on Benny’s waist. A moment later I hear the sharp slap of a hand cracking over Benny’s ass and it draws new heights of pleasure from me. I’m whimpering as I squeeze my legs together even tighter, arousal coating my thighs.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, sir,” Benny says, his voice carrying the sultry cadence of a sub craving the control of his Dom.

“Good boy. You don’t come until I do. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.”

I lose myself in the rhythm of worshipping Benny’s dick. Sucking, stroking, tasting. I can tell from the way the cords of his neck strain that he’s desperately trying to stave off his orgasm, but I’m lost to the power I have over him in this moment. I’m so consumed by the feeling that I’m shocked when I feel Nico’s breath feather over the curve of my ass.

“Spread yourself wide for me, phoenix. I want to fuck your pretty little pussy while you suck him dry,” Nico demands, his words tinged with wanton desire. I obey and immediately feel the warmth of his touch as he runs his finger through my folds. “Look at that. Your pussy is begging for a cock to fill it. Swollen and dripping, just for us.”

The head of his cock presses against my entrance and I cry out as he thrusts into me, giving me what I’ve been so desperate for. I need to be fucked and filled. When he takes me from behind, every rung of his pierced cock brushes against my walls and grinds over my G-spot, driving me to new heights of pleasure. I falter and lose my rhythm as my orgasm approaches, but Benedict drops his hands and runs them through my hair, gripping firmly and steadying me, taking control. He takes my weight and allows the momentum of Nico’s savage fucking to propel me onto his cock.

I am their fucktoy and I am more than happy to be played with.

“Beg me to let you come down her throat, Bambi.”

“Please, sir. Please let me come.”

“You call that begging?” Nico teases and his words are enough to ramp up my arousal and yet keep me on the precipice. I suck harder and flex my tongue around Benedict, sharing my pleasure with him. “Aurora’s begging me better than that with just the pulses of her cunt on my cock. Try harder. Be a good boy and beg to fill her up.”

“Fuck, sir, please. I’m begging you. Please say yes, I can’t stop, I’m going to?—”

“Don’t you dare, Bambi.”

Benny’s cock swells a moment before he erupts on my tongue and I hold my mouth open, collecting every drop, knowing I don’t have permission to swallow. Benny’s hands release my hair and I’m dropping down on my elbows to steady myself while Nico stills behind me, his cock buried deep. Nico’s hand travels up my spine, weaving itself through my hair before gripping tightly and pulling me back to his chest. “Show me. Open your mouth.”

I turn my head and entranced by the darkness in hissapphire blue irises, I open wide, flattening my tongue and presenting Benny’s cum to him.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he says before kissing me brutally. The taste of Benedict on our tongues threatens to send us into a frenzy of fucking, but Nico won’t allow that. Not yet.

He tears his lips away from mine and I lean back into his chest, my head lolling against his shoulder, desperately trying not to bear down on the cock still filling my pussy.

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