Page 96 of The Lost Kings
I made the mistake of touching a piece of his hair and gently moving it out of his eyes. I saw his hunger and need, and then I glanced at his mouth, which slammed into mine seconds later. If I pushed him off, he’d go. Gio would never do anything I didn’t want him to do and yet…this thing with the twins, it extended beyond the need to be a dutiful daughter. It had roots that ran to my very marrow and there was no ripping it out without causing severe damage. No, to remove them, I’d have to give in the smallest amount then pull, and repeat the process until they were gone.
So I gave in.
My hands wound around his neck, pulling him closer and his went to my hips, immediately pushing up my dress. The fabric was in his fingers for mere seconds before he pulled away and stared down at me as if he were just now realizing what I was wearing.
“Where were you tonight?”
Catching my breath, I tried to gather my thoughts enough to answer, but Gio must have gathered them on his own. “Adrian?”
I nodded. “Dinner.”
The hurt flashing in his eyes was a gash in my heart, or maybe it tore out a suture he’d worked hard to mend himself. He had to understand why I was still entertaining this idea with Adrian, and if he couldn’t then that wasn’t on me to fix.
Gio had his phone in his hand seconds later, rising above me. I don’t know what he sent off, but he tossed the device over to the side and then he stripped out of his shirt.
“Elvis, I hope you’re okay with this, but I plan on ruining that dress.”
“Well actually,” I started, but Gio began pulling at the bottom slit until it began to tear. “This is Carter’s dress.”
“Oops.” His smile made mine appear and he didn’t stop ripping.He kept going until he’d torn all the way up my hips, revealing my lacy thong.
“Fuck, Elvis.” He breathed before gently running his finger down the thong, from the top of my mound over my center. The lightest amount of pressure from his finger felt so good that my eyes fluttered closed. He repeated the movement and then with his mouth next to my ear, he said, “Open your eyes, I want you to see every second of what happens next.”
I did as he said and watched as he moved my thong to the side, then without any warning he tossed my thigh over his shoulder and lowered his mouth to my mound. The tip of his tongue slid over my clit, slowly and purposefully, making my head tip back and a breathy moan escape.
He smiled against my mound before pressing a kiss there, then with his fingers, he pushed apart my slit and licked along my center, catering to my clit in tiny circles before licking through me once more. It felt so good that I began to rock against his face, just like the woman had in that movie. My fingers wove through his silky hair, tugging on the strands as he continued to devour me. His eyes remained on me, as if he had to watch my every reaction.
I heard something shut form below and someone moving, and then Kingston rushed up the stairs. The second he saw us, his gaze heated, and he stripped out of his shirt.
“Came as soon as Gio told me you allowed Adrian to see you in that dress.”
I couldn’t really fathom what he was saying because Gio hadn’t relented on how intense he fucked me with that tongue. My mouth parted, and my head dropped back.
“Look at you, Elvis. So fucking beautiful lying there on our bedding and being devoured by my twin. It’s been too fucking long since we’ve had you between our cocks.”
His filthy words had me grinding against his brother’s face, harder to relieve a new ache that had crested. My head came up, taking in how defined Kingston looked against the low lights of theloft. He slipped out of his jeans, and then his black boxer briefs. My mouth went dry as I watched him stroke his heavy cock.
I’d seen them before, all veiny and velvet, but never like this. Never with the anticipation that they might actually use that glorious appendage inside me. Which brought up an entirely new set of concerns. Did they know I was still a virgin?
Were they still virgins?
Could I handle it if they weren’t?
Kingston moved to support me where I could feel his thickness bob against my back, and his hands came around me. Gio continued to feast, lazily licking and using his fingers to keep me spread open.
I couldn’t form coherent words while he did that so I squeezed his head to get his attention. He lifted his face, and I tried not to focus on how his lips glistened with my arousal or how it turned me on to know that he seemed to be enjoying it. I decided to keep my questions to myself until it became really clear that they planned on fucking me.
Instead, I decided to enjoy whatever was about to happen.
Kingston pushed down the top of my dress, which revealed my strapless bra, and with a hiss he quickly unhooked it and tossed it aside, leaving my nipples beading under the cool air in the room.
“So fucking perfect,” he moaned, while rolling his fingers over the buds. Having him do that while Gio licked through my center was nearly too much. It had my hips lifting and my head moving into Kingston’s shoulder.
“Perfect.” He moved so he was more to the side and had access to my breasts, and while his twin brother fucked me with his mouth, Kingston pulled my nipple over his tongue and began to lap at each one. He played with them, palming the weight of each breast and letting them drop before lightly slapping them. “Wanna slide my cock through these and cover them with my cum.”
His words made me ride his brother’s face harder and had a cry leaving my chest.
“Gio, does she taste good?” King glanced over at his brother, watching as he licked my pussy.
