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“Fuck,” he rasps, kissing my neck as he pounds into me, pulls back, and then pounds in again. “You’re so fucking wet. Are you still thinking about Jace fucking your ass?”

His bodyguard cries out, and I nearly do too, but I fight my orgasm back. “Colour?” I ask him, knowing he can see how close I am because of Jace orgasming behind him.

“Yellow,” he bites out. “But I need you to keep your eyes on me.”

I nod feverishly. My gaze doesn’t move from his violet one even as he slams his cock into me. “I love you,” I rasp, feeling so godsdamn full. Full of cocks. Full of love. Just fucking full of my king.

He groans as he drops the clit vibrator to the floor. With both of his hands on my hips, he thrusts me harder against him. “Are you going to come for me?” he asks sharply as he picks up speed. Cries leave me every time his piercing slams all the way inside me, faster and faster until they become one continuous scream.

“Y...ye– ahhhhhh!” My orgasm rips through me, jerking my arms and legs and every breath of air from my lungs. I scream so loud, it erases everything else around me.

It’s just me and my orgasm.

And Richard as he thrusts his hips again, sliding against the length of the dildo up my ass. I pulse around his cock. He picks up his pace, slamming into me so fast, he bangs me against the wall. I shudder under the waves of intense pleasure. Sweat trails down my skin. A rippling power of heat tears through me, and a second orgasm rides the tails of the first.

Groaning, Richard buries himself to the hilt. His lips capture mine as he fills me with his cum. I whimper against him, rocking my hips so I can take every drop he has to give. More. More.

Our tongues dancing, we shudder against each other.

Slowly coming down off that high, I open my eyes to find Richard staring back at me. Something hot and dark flashes across his face. And then he’s kissing me hard, his mouth bruising.

When he pulls back, my eyes stay closed. A complete and utter exhaustion has claimed my body. He frees my wrists, and I sag against him on a sigh. He carries me to the bed, then sits down on the edge, with me on his lap.

Lifting me up, he turns me around so my back is to his chest. Then he slides his softening cock into my gaping ass. I don’t even have the strength to gasp. But when he speaks, my eyes snap open wide.

“Jace,” he says roughly, spreading my legs with his hands on my inner thighs. “Come lick her clean and know she’s mine.”

Twelve

A good little slut doesn’t come unless given permission.

And then she comes *hard*.

- Arienna

Finding the energy from somewhere deep inside, I turn to look over at Richard.I thought you didn’t want us touching below the waist?Are you sure about this? I’d love it but not if you won’t.

Oh no, that’s a lot of words…

I’m never going to get through all of them before Jace starts. He’s already standing in front of us, his cock still hard and aching.

Forcing my tongue to move, I keep my eyes on my king. “Colou…?”

His face softens. “Yellow.” His lips lower to my ear. “Just don’t come from him.”

Nuzzling my neck, he brushes his thumbs over both my nipples as Jace drops to his knees in front of us. My king’s breath tickles my shoulder as he peers over it. As his friend lowers hishead between my legs, shivers rip through me. I squeeze my thighs, my pussy throbbing.

Glancing up at me, Jace slowly licks his way up my leg.

My hand flops onto his head, my fingers curling into his curly blond hair. Holding him, I stay completely still. Even my lungs seem to stop moving.

His tongue traces a line up my thigh ever so fucking slowly, and I moan in anticipation despite sleep beckoning to me with wide open arms. Cum dribbles out of me, sliding down to my ass. Rapid pants leave me as Jace leans in and licks it up. The feel of his tongue sliding across me makes me jerk in my husband’s arms.

My fingers tighten in his hair. His lips kiss mine as his tongue runs between them. He licks me sensual and slow. Once. Twice. Then he pushes inside me, sweeping up every drop of Richard’s cum.

I writhe on my king’s lap. His left hand traces the RM he carved into me, while his right covers mine. Threading our fingers together, he pushes Jace’s head firmer against me. I cry out as I arch between the two of them.

My husband rocks beneath me, starting to fuck my ass as his friend licks my pussy clean. Arousal flooding me, it coils hot in my stomach. I twist Jace’s hair as I lift both legs over his shoulders.