Page 37 of We Three Kings


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Then the other. “…And here…”

Then the middle. She squeals when I bite down. Tenderly at first—a little nibble on her ripe flesh.

Until her fingernails graze my scalp, and I can’t hold back. I tug her clit between my teeth and suckle while she cries out.

Another orgasm floods my mouth, and I swallow her essence down.

The thighs squeezing my head flail to the sides. She’s spent but I’m not. “One more to satisfy me until morning.”

I flip her to her hands and knees and thrust my thumb into her dripping mound. Slick and soaking, I press her forbidden hole.

“N-no Balthazar.”

Both her words and her ass resist, but I push forward anyway. Just the tip. I don’t want to hurt my girl. Not too much anyway. “My angel’s sweet everywhere, isn’t she?”

I wiggle in just to my knuckle. She stills and time stops. I have no other thought than to make her scream one more time. My other hand massages her pussy, threading in one finger then another while her walls milk me deeper to her resistance.

The smooth skin gives way to the spot that makes her groan, and I work that area while drifting in and out of her ass. She keeps time with me until she’s uttering nonsense of stopping and never stop. “Be my good girl and let go.”

My praise does the trick, and she falls over the edge, waves crashing over and over her until she collapses to her belly.

A vision sprawled on the sheets, she reaches for me. I have to keep my promise. “Sit up for me.”

As expected, she’s instantly compliant, rolling over and pushing up to her butt. “You always please me don’t you?”

Heavy eyes meet mine as she smiles, soaking in my praise. I nod in approval and slide off her shirt, tossing the top onto the pile on the floor. “Okay, you can snuggle back in.”

Once she’s curled up, I sheath her body. Skin to skin except my boxer briefs. If my cock felt her ass cheeks, I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

Instead, I wrap around her tight. “You did so good for me. I love watching you come.”

I relish her squirm of happiness. With just a little bit of encouragement, she blossoms into the confident woman I know she can be. “Go to sleep now. I want to spend tomorrow with you too, so you’ll need your rest.”

“Okay. Good night.”

Her sleepy, satisfied tone confirms that yes, it most certainly is.

Balthazar

The shower stall is surprisingly big for her tiny apartment. I actually fit inside with the ability to turn around without knocking off the bottles on the small shelf. For once I’m grateful she’s poor so I can use the plain bar of soap to lather up rather than any girly body wash. I want her to smell like me, not the other way around.

I squeeze my rock-hard dick to the point of pain. Until I can come inside of her, I’m stuck jacking off, my actions hidden by the sound of the spray. I close my eyes, remembering her glistening pussy from last night.

The thought of seeing her folds spread and my cock nestled inside makes the tip weep. I spread the pre-cum down my shaft imagining her release coating me before I pull out, flip her onto her knees, and drive inside of her again. When I remind her of what a good girl she is, she’ll squirt all over me.

Fuck. Every muscle tightens and the sting travels down my spine to my balls. I explode all over her tile, wishing her pussy was milking me instead of my own fingers.

Soon.

Very, very soon or I’ll lose my damn mind.

My cock only partially softens, unable to stand down completely with her in the next room. I scrub and rinse my body quickly, ensuring I save enough hot water for her. After I dry off, I dig in the drawer for a toothbrush. I chuckle from the green one in a dollar store package. Even her extra is Christmas colored.

When I emerge from the bathroom, I find her sitting on the bed, fully clothed in her pajamas, and brushing her long hair.

Damn, she’s breathtaking.

The gold paddle stops in mid-motion as she watches me. Her timid nature returns in full force. I need to eliminate her uncertainty immediately. “Good morning angel.”

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