Page 92 of The Lost Kings
Was he telling me something with this?
I’d asked how he felt about what we had done in the room…with the two of them touching me at the same time, and he’d sent this…it had to mean he was prepared to do what he’d never been willing to before.
I held my phone sideways, continuing to watch as the woman came hard, with a muffled scream and her legs closing around the man’s head, which he aggressively pushed open to lap at her release. The scene transitioned to her straddling one of them, while the other was nestled up behind her, holding her hair while he fucked her in the ass.
Slamming my eyes closed, I threw the phone down and jumped off my window seat.
There was no way they’d be open to that. Why would he send this to me as a response? How could he have gone from being so against ever sharing me with his brother, to this?
Glancing over at where I’d left the phone, I could still hear a few moans coming from the device and the ache between my legs was nearly unbearable. I couldn’t keep watching that and entertaining it…could I?
Fuck it. I bent down to grab the phone and then ran down to my bed, where I slipped under my covers and slid my hand down into my shorts. I began rubbing my clit as I imagined myself in that exact position, straddling Kingston’s hips, feeling his enormous cock inside me, while Gio fucked me from behind. My fingers were soaked as I continued to rub over my clit and rock my hips into my hand.
I pictured how they’d hold me. I knew they would be rough, but Ialso knew they’d be gentle in all the right ways. I knew they’d make sure I felt good and safe. The three people on the screen moaned as they fucked, her head was tipped back while the man behind her thrust into her, and she rocked back and forth over the man under her. She moaned deeply and begged for them both to go deeper, then harder.
I observed as the three of them thrust, rocked and slid against one another, but it was the next scene that finally had me gasping. One of them spread her ass and began licking along her crack. I rocked harder into my fingers, and then the next scene had me coming. When they both came inside her and pulled out. Thick, white cum dripped out of her pussy and down her thighs. Both men dipped their fingers into her, pulling up sticky release, and then shoved their fingers into her mouth, forcing her to suck down what she’d done to them.
I tossed my head back and my phone at the same time, focusing all my energy on my fingers and my clit. Wetness seeped into my shorts and coated my fingers as my chest heaved, and an orgasm ripped through me.
I hated this. Hated that I’d tried other videos, and they’d never made me come like this, not like watching one woman get fucked by two men. The way they worshiped her and filled her and cared for her. I just simply couldn’t understand the draw of being with one man when two was an option.
Granted, I was still a virgin and maybe it did make more sense to break my hymen with just one cock versus two, but there was something in my brain that told me I’d never be satisfied with anything less than what I’d just witnessed on the screen, and the elation in my chest began to wane as I registered just how big of a problem that was.
The love I once had for the twins had to be put to rest, the fantasy of them erased and forgotten because there was only one man in my future, and I had to do whatever necessary to convince him I was worth creating an alliance for.
The night airwas warm against my exposed back as I walked along the white stone terrace that boasted of the best food in Rake Forge. We were near a lake resort that Adrian was staying at and he’d reserved the entire outdoor space for us to have dinner. His men were stationed every few feet, and I was surprised as I began walking past them as a few familiar faces appeared.
“Hi, Renzo, how are you?” I asked the soldier who wore all black tactical gear. Benni was stationed near him, and he gave me a warm smile. “Hello, Ms. Presley, hope you’re having a nice evening.”
Renzo didn’t reply, but he gave me a small smile, but it almost seemed forced. I kept moving and left them at their guard posts while I moved closer to Adrian.
My hair was down, curled, and I’d applied makeup and even wore a cute, strappy dress with four-inch heels. I needed to clear my head of all things twins and all the confusion around the heartache of losing them. I had yet to text them back regarding the video Gio sent, and I had done everything in my power to avoid them in the halls and around the manor. If it were simply that they wanted me physically, then I could eventually forget it, but Kingston’s confession still hung around my heart like a rusty chain.
“There you are.” Adrian stood to greet me, and I fell easily into his arms and even accepted his light peck on the cheek.
“Sorry, I ran into some traffic getting here.”
The traffic was arguing with Scotty over driving myself and not taking any backup.
It was imperative that I started digging under Adrian’s armor to see what lay inside him. Kingston’s words about how I didn’t know anything about the operation or the town Adrian controlled in Italy had been running through my mind. I wasn’t upset with Adrian about it, but it made me feel as though I needed to know more about him.
“You look gorgeous.” Adrian took his seat across from me and awaiter rushed over to help push my seat in. The table had white linen draped over it with lit candles and mini wheat stalks stuffed inside of a porcelain vase.
“How are things going back at home with your friends returning?”
I tried to relax and sip my water and not think about the images on that video or how I kept replacing the guys’ faces with Kingston and Gio’s. Instead, I ended up coughing.
“Sorry. Things are okay…I haven’t seen them really.”
The memory of Kingston’s amber eyes when he’d told me he loved me kept flipping around in my mind on a loop. As if it were haunting me. I needed to turn this around on him.
“They really are more like brothers…but we haven’t exactly worked through any of our issues yet.”
Adrian’s lips tipped up but only halfway. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but the waiter brought over wine and bread. Adrian set a piece on my plate when he asked, “What exactly were the circumstances around your fallout?”
With the bread halfway to my mouth, I paused as Adrian smiled at me from over the rim of his glass. Setting the dough down, I cleared my throat.
“They didn’t agree with how hard Scotty trained me.”
