Page 109 of The Lost Kings
Even though they each held me in some capacity, I still felt completely unstable, so I reached out and gripped Kingston’s head, threading my fingers through his hair. Those eyes I had grown up loving landed on me, and the way I saw his pink tongue dive through my center and circle my clit had my hips rocking.
It felt like a test, a challenge that I’d argue with them or tell them to stop, but I was too engrossed in how good they made me feel.
Gio stopped his ministrations to make a humming sound. “Let’s start prepping her, brother.”
Still holding on to Kingston, I wasn’t sure what Gio meant, butseconds later, a finger began to push against that tight bundle of nerves in my ass that he’d been using his tongue to prod and lap at. Kingston used two fingers and slid them inside my center which felt…
“Holy shit,” I gasped.
I felt too full with pressure in both places…I just?—
“I—I, that’s…” My hips moved forward and back into the weight behind me.
Kingston stared, mesmerized at where his fingers currently were. “If I push any harder, you’re going to bleed on my fingers, Pres. Tell me to stop, and we’ll have you bleed on one of our cocks, but to be perfectly frank with you, my fingers are likely going to be less painful. You’ve seen how big we are.”
He wasn’t saying it to be prideful; I could tell he was genuinely trying to ask what I’d be more comfortable with. Their cocks were much bigger and honestly made me nervous, especially because I had every intention of them taking me the way the couple had fucked in that video Gio had sent me.
Wetting my lips and widening my stance a bit more, I nodded. “Keep going.”
“Okay, just breathe and tell me if it hurts. Gio, take a break for a sec, she doesn’t need to be burning in both places.”
I felt Gio remove his fingers and then he was kissing over my lower back and stroking up and down my ass before he stood and placed his hands on my hips. “King, let’s move her to the chaise.”
Gio stripped out of his clothes before carrying me over to the long chaise lounge and then settled in behind me. Being naked under me, I felt his cock bob against my back, but I focused on the way Kingston settled between my open legs, a hungry expression on his face.
“Fuck, you’re perfect. You’re gonna take our fingers then our cocks. Got it?”
I nodded eagerly and he smiled before leaning forward to lick through my center and circle my clit. Seconds later he replaced histongue with three fingers then he slowly began pushing back into my heat.
Gio hissed by my ear while he began rubbing and playing with my nipples. “So fucking hot to see you get finger-fucked, Pres.”
His words stirred the lust building in my stomach and I began rocking my hips into Kingston’s hand.
“Yeah, just like always. You’re drenching my fingers, Pres.” I could hear how much I enjoyed it by the sounds echoing around the room. He pulled his fingers out, and lightly pushed them back in once more while watching.
There was pressure but he was gentle.
“Rock into my fingers, beautiful. I know how hard you can ride my hand, so start moving.” Kingston leaned forward and circled my clit with his tongue while he continued to push his fingers inside me.
I tried to do as he said, but the pinching feeling from where his fingers had gone began to hurt, and it made my mind disconnect with the pleasure.
“Gio, rub her clit while I push in,” Kingston ordered and Gio obeyed by bringing his hand over my hip and using the pads of his fingers to rub over my clit while Kingston had three of his buried inside my cunt.
“Oh shit.” I rocked into both of them. Gio rubbed slower, and with a gasp I watched as he removed his fingers and Kingston spit on my pussy, right where my clit was, which Gio then resumed rubbing, right over his brother’s spit.
It had me moving faster and faster against their hands.
Kingston watched me while lazily separating my center. “Tits bouncing, pussy dripping, God, I can’t wait to fuck you.” I felt something give inside me as I came with a gasp. It hurt but it wasn’t horrible, but the cramping that came next wasn’t comfortable.
Gazing down at King’s fingers as he slowly slid them out, I wasn’t sure how to feel when I saw the blood.
“That’s perfect, Pres. Now, you’ll be ready for us,” Gio rasped fromnear my ear and I tried to relax further into him as he kissed along my neck, moving my hair out of the way. I couldn’t stop Kingston or how even after he’d removed his fingers, he leaned in and swiped his tongue through my center, gently and so carefully that it nearly made me cry.
My legs began to shake, so Kingston pulled his hands free and I closed my legs and leaned into Gio’s hold. I watched as King walked to the attached bathroom to wash up before returning to where we were.
Gio’s mouth was on my neck, kissing and sucking. Kingston was there moments later, already naked. The two of them were on opposite ends of me, but as Kingston got on his knees at the end of the chair, between my legs, I couldn’t stop searching all their ink and touching their skin. I wanted them closer, impossibly so.
“All these words you’ve printed on your skin.”
