Page 63 of Lords of Misrule
“Yes. Please… I’m so close.” I moan, my hands on the back of Finn’s head, running through his hair as he pushes me to my limits, and Hudson’s mouth continues to tease and suck at the crook of my neck.
Rowan tears his mouth away from me and looks up at Hudson before he barks out an order, “Get ready for her.”
Hudson pulls away from me and rips off the rest of his clothes. I look to Rowan, slightly puzzled.
“I’m gonna take you to the edge, and he’s gonna fuck you over it. Good?” Rowan reassures me, and I nod in return.
Rowan teases his fingers in and out of me for a few more moments while Hudson gets back on the bed. Finn lets go of my nipple and his mouth moves to mine, kissing me softly before he looks me in the eyes.
“When he’s done with you. You’re mine. You’re getting fucked until you’re exhausted tonight.” Finn kisses me one last time before he pulls away from me and sits back next to Hudson.
I’m sure when my body is sore and aching in all the right places tomorrow, I’ll wish I didn’t ask for torture by hockey players, but right now, I’m dying for it. I glance over my shoulder at Hudson who’s stroking his cock, watching Rowan as he torments me, keeping me just on the edge with his fingers.
Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, Rowan stands and grabs my legs, pulling me to the edge of the bed and then turning me over to see Hudson and Finn. Both of them are naked now, there’s so much muscle on display, and both of their cocks are hard for me. Rowan wraps his arm tight around my waist and puts his lips to my ear.
“Go show Hudson how tight this cunt of mine is. How well you take cock for us. Enjoy how gentle he is, because then you get me. And you know I won’t be, Duchess.” He slaps my ass hard, and I see Hudson jolt a little at the motion, his brow furrowing momentarily before he realizes I’m enjoying it. “Now crawl.”
Thirty-Two
Hudson
I’m so hard, and it’s been so fucking long since I’ve had real pussy and not my hand that I’m gonna come the second I’m inside her. Watching her crawl to me, her eyes clouded with lust, and every part of her body pink and marked from the way we’ve been teasing her is almost more than I can take.
I have to stop stroking myself, or I’ll come right on my hand. When I let go, her eyes move to my cock and her tongue darts out. And in that moment the other guys fade away, and it’s just me and her. The desperate look on her face as she moves to straddle me and her hand wraps around my cock, as she teases the head by sliding it over her clit.
“Fuck me, Duchess. You look so fucking good,” I mutter the words. “You need my cock?”
“So much.”
“Then take me.”
She follows my lead immediately, sliding the tip inside at first and letting herself adjust before she takes a deep breath and slips down over me. She gasps when she’s all the way in, and slides forward, her arms wrapping around me and her fingers massaging the backs of my shoulders. She starts to ride me, and I feel like I’m seeing fucking stars. She’s such a tight fit, and she moves like a fucking angel on my cock.
“Holy fuck.” I can barely get the curse out, I slide my hands under her ass, supporting her while she rides me. Her eyes are closed, and she’s lost in the act, her head tilting back and her dark hair cascading in waves over her back.
She shifts and starts to take me faster as she chases her orgasm. She uses my shoulders for balance, her nails digging in as she holds me tight. I can already feel myself getting close.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come. It’s too fucking good,” I warn her while I do my best not to lose control.
“I’m close, so close,” she whimpers, pulling her lower lip between her teeth.
Finn slides behind her, his mouth on her neck, and his fingers slip over her clit. It’s the little push she needs because a moment later she starts to shiver her release on my cock, riding me hard as I start to come inside her, and she takes wave after wave. I catch her as she falls forward, limp from the exertion, into my arms. I kiss my way over her jaw and down her throat.
“That was so good, Hudson,” she whispers, her eyes opening and lifting to mine.
“That was hot as fuck,” I groan because I’m beginning to understand the sounds through the wall and why they’re so possessive over her.
Her lips press against mine in a soft kiss before she pulls away from me. Finn takes her, laying her down on my pillows as he starts to kiss his way over her body and she reaches out for him, her hands drift through his hair and over his arms. It’s obvious how obsessed he is with her, how much he pays attention to every reaction she has and what she wants.
“You think you can come again for us?” he asks her softly before he slides his tongue over one of her nipples.
“Yes. I can try,” she answers, her eyes half open as her fingers twine through the hair at the back of his head.
“How do you want my cock, gorgeous?” He kisses her other nipple, and she arches up for him.
“Any way you want, Finn.”
Just watching the two of them interact is threatening to make me hard again. Because the desperation they have for each other is fucking hot.
