Page 95 of Obsessed Kings


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No use.

I eat her cunt harder as Brock doubles down. He removes the fingers that are now down her throat and pinches both of her nipples.

Olivia screams as she fights to free herself. "Ouch!"

"You like it." Brock stares dead into her eyes.

I bring Olivia back to her mattress and lay her down. My tongue licks down her tummy, hips, and pussy, spearing her folds, lapping at her juicy slit. I suck up her moisture that’s trickling onto the mattress. Some gets on her asshole so I lick that too.

Olivia loses it when my tongue springs into her ass. She clutches my hair, yanking my roots as pleasure ripples across her flesh in waves. Heat blooms on her skin and turns it into a radiant pink.

"Come for me, princess." I plug her asshole with my thumb. "Right on my face. Give me what I fucking want."

This is about Olivia’s pleasure. No one else’s. Brock and I aren’t looking to cum on her. We want her to come undone. Relinquish her control.

It’s what Olivia deserves. I don't know the full extent of what happened between her and Nate growing up, but she’s had to stay strong for too long.

Brock clutches her chin. "Unleash, beautiful girl. Fucking hell, you look beautiful. You’re our princess. You’ve been a fighter all your life and it’s time to quit fighting. Let us fight for you. We’ll be your protectors."

Brock crushes his lips to Olivia’s tits. He kisses her rack passionately, swirling his tongue around each nipple. The way she clutches the sides of his face let me know that this is what she craves.

Our baby girl wants to be romanced. She loves taking it hard and rough, but she’s not afraid of us showing more affection.

My tongue slams against her cunt. "Squirt on my fucking face while Brock kisses your perky tits."

Olivia can’t hold herself back anymore. Screaming, she empties out her shots of cum. They hit my lips, nose, and cheeks. Each shot is powerful. Unrelenting. Her back arches as her hips shake. Her pussy folds quiver and contract before bursting with pinkness.

I stick my index finger straight into her cunt. I pry her hymen. She’s still got it. She didn’t burst it open with this powerful come.

It won’t be long before she loses it. Before her sheets are matted with the blood of her loss of innocence.

I feast on her pussy, licking every bit, basking in the berry pinkness that envelops me, craving it, imbibing every part of her into my body, needing to lap up all her juices, showing her my devotion, the gifts I lay at the altar of her perfection. She’s so unlike any other woman I’ve known it’s not even funny.

"You’re so special, little Olive." I suck on her clit, making her knees and toes clench. "You’re perfect."

Olivia thrusts her arms around my neck. "Kiss my asshole, Rook."

I slam my lips on her ass. The clouds part as the light of Heaven shines through. Celestial angels dance around us and christen this bed with love. She really loves when I eat her asshole. Fork it into my mouth like groceries. The arrows Cupid shoots me with are so powerful they make my insides bleed.

I curl my finger in her cunt. "I’m gonna bust this hot pussy open tomorrow. You won’t stand a chance."

This is what Olivia deserves. Wants. Needs.

Her Kings.

Making her come.

Snatching the innocence she has no use for.

Her virginity is her strength and her vulnerability.

When we take her, she’ll rule Saintswood like the Queen she is.

TWENTY-SIX

COLT

How. Dare. They.

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