Chapter 2
Chapter Two
S o…Maybe I did not think that through.
Whipping my shirt off in front of two half-naked guys who damn sure wanted me as much as I wanted them? Not the best plan if I wanted to take it slow so that neither of them spooked at the idea of sharing my bed with their mortal enemy.
But fuck it. Couldn’t change the past, right?
My sleep shirt was on the floor across the room. That was so… far . Way too far to grab it, put it back on, and talk about this like mature adults first.
Better to just forge ahead and deal with the fallout later.
They’d figure it out.
That sounded logical, so I went with it. Sliding my hands up Landon’s thighs, I didn’t take my eyes off Max. Mostly to be a tease. A little bit to make sure he didn’t bolt from the second he realized my plan to torture him.
But I checked in on Landon, too.
Right before I palmed his cock, I met his heavy-lidded gaze and got the go-ahead I needed. He stretched his arms and rested them behind his head. Eyes locked on my lips like he knew exactly what was coming next.
Hm. Maybe he had a point about my nightmares and horny coping strategies.
I’d file that away on the ever-growing list for my therapist. Because, right then, I wasn’t overthinking or second-guessing it.
All I wanted to do was feel .
When I hooked my fingers into Landon’s waistband, he lifted his hips. I tugged his sweatpants down, freeing his cock and taking it in my hand. Stroking slowly up the length, I spoke without thinking. “I missed you.”
“Fuck. I missed you, too.”
With his eyes closed, Landon responded automatically, not realizing I’d been talking to his dick like a bona fide sex fiend. The raw emotion in his voice kept me from clarifying. Again .
As I worked my hand up and down, I glanced at Max. That mix of fury and lust had returned to his eyes, and he kept them trained on me. His lips parted when I leaned toward Landon’s cock, pressing a kiss to the tip and swirling my tongue over the head.
Landon’s hips jerked slightly.
“Ohh,” I crooned. “My good boy wants to come, doesn’t he?”
Max snorted. “Good boy, my ass.”
Landon’s thigh tensed beneath my left hand.
I shot Max a look for bringing up old wounds. “That’s why you’re in time-out, Max Dread. Now, hush.”
His eyebrows rose, but he smirked as he pushed to sit up. Leaning back against the headboard, he waved a hand. Daring me to go through with it. His smug attitude implied he didn’t think I’d do it.
I took care of that by wrapping my lips around Landon’s cock and taking him as far back into my throat as I could.
“Fuck…” they said in unison.
And I reveled in that praise.
At least, for a second, before my first mouthful of Landon left nothing but the desire for more.
I sucked him greedily into my mouth, eyes closing as I savored every minute. His breathing as it grew shallow. His fingers sliding into my hair. And his unique taste, slightly salty but somehow still sweet. I lapped my tongue over his head, claiming the pre-cum beading at the tip.
When I swallowed his length again, his hands tightened in my hair reflexively. I pulled back slowly, my lips wrapped tightly around him. Thoroughly enjoying the groan I dragged out of him as I did.
I took my time, humming happily as I bobbed my head up and down. Slowing down whenever Landon gave a sign he was getting close to the edge.
Some might call it payback for the three weeks of edging he did to me. I just called it abiding by the Golden Rule.
Do unto others and all that.
Potato, potato.
It was totally innocent.
And worth every moan from his lips. Every tremor through his body. Every shudder as I held off his climax. I understood the appeal, and I could’ve done it for hours.
But Max had decided he’d done enough watching.
Landon’s hips jerked as Max banded an arm around my body and tugged. Hauling my ass toward him, he buried his face between my legs from behind. Stroking his hot tongue up the length of my pussy. Laving my clit with eager flicks and forceful sucks.
My arms and knees buckled. I pulled off Landon and dropped my forehead to his hip, panting.
Max slapped my ass. “Don’t stop, or I will.”
Oh, fuck.
He didn’t have to tell me twice.
Spurred by Max withholding my orgasm and the need to make my White Knight come undone, I took Landon as deep as possible. I pulled back almost far enough to release him before swallowing his length again.
His eyes locked on mine, hooded and filled with lust.
Even though I’d been a virgin when he met me, and wholly unprepared for his size compared to what had come before him, it hadn’t been my first time around a blow job. Landon hadn’t let me please him nearly as much as I wanted to, but I’d still learned a few tricks.
Things that made him tick.
I popped him out of my mouth only to run my tongue along his length, swirling it around his head as he fisted the bedsheets. When I cupped his balls, somehow finding the strength to brace on one arm while Max nipped at my inner thigh, Landon’s cock jumped.
Tension radiated through his forearms as he held onto his restraint with an iron-clad grip.
I wanted to shatter it.
“Make him come, Princess.”
Max’s command, with his face inches from my pussy, vibrated through my body as he slipped his fingers inside me. Gathering my wetness. Thrusting deep before pulling out to circle my clit. And then teasing me all over again.
My hips bucked.
On my next pass down Landon’s cock, I flicked my tongue out to tease his balls.
His hips jerked. Sweat broke out across his temples.
“Good boys get orgasms, Buns,” I teased and exhaled, fanning a soft breath over him as I inched closer.
His eyes widened, and he cursed under his breath as I took him into my mouth.
One hand stroked up and down his length. Each gentle suck drew out his breath in short, quick pants.
When he fisted the bedsheet, I licked lower, running my tongue lightly over his balls before gliding up his shaft. I reached his crown and whirled my tongue over the tip.
He clenched the bedsheets tighter.
As the need to come built deep within my belly, I took him back into my mouth and sucked.
“Fuck.” He gritted his teeth, his dark amber eyes blazing.
I released him with a pop and smirked.
“I know, right?” When he hissed, I pressed a kiss to the head of his cock. “Now, be a good boy, and fuck my face until you give me every last drop of your cum.”
They both growled, Max savagely latching back onto my clit. A scream wrenched out of me, right before Landon lost control and drove his hips up.
Tears filled my eyes as he hit the back of my throat.
But I didn’t retreat.
Mouth open. Tongue out. I took everything he gave me.
I let him thrust his hips up into my waiting mouth until he came with a roar of pleasure. Swallowing him down just as greedily, my spit and his cum made a mess of us both.
Once he was spent, I took a breath before sucking harder, drawing up from the base to pull gently on his head.
Landon collapsed back onto the mattress, eyes wild as his chest heaved. A rare, wide smile lit up his features. No concern at all for the mess I’d just made of him.
But I finally released him to clean up every drop I spilled, while Max ate me out from behind like he didn’t want to lose a taste of me, either.
Landon sat up, kissing me hard and driving his tongue in my mouth as Max stretched me by pushing in another finger.
My pussy clenched around the intrusion, walls fluttering as my orgasm pulsed through me.
I fell forward, but Max didn’t stop. Refusing to leave the place he’d claimed between my thighs. One hand pressed down on my lower back as he devoured me.
Pinned between them, I detonated like a bomb.
Pleasure exploded out of me so forcefully I screamed.
In the aftermath of my climax, Max trailed kisses along my spine, slowly withdrawing his fingers as my body came down. And I thought my pleasure couldn’t get any higher. I thought I couldn’t possibly be any more turned on and satisfied than I felt in that moment.
But as I panted for breath and my vision cleared, I rested my head on Landon’s chest and my eyes lifted and landed on the door to my room.
Where Kingston D’Arthur stood.
One hand braced on the doorframe. The other dragged through his soft brown curls.
His blue-gray eyes were as dark as a storm, having just witnessed me coming apart between my two Knights.