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Story: Princes of Legacy
He smacks his lips. “Tastes sweet.”
“I want some,” Wick declares, pushing my leg off his lap and dropping to the small space between my knees. Pace’s wide hand wraps around my breast, lifting it toward his brother, but the slightest bit of pressure is enough to send a spray arching into the air. It hits Wicker just below the eye.
“Oh god, sorry,” I say, horrified.
“Don’t apologize,” he says, allowing the droplet to slide down his cheek to his mouth, where he licks it off. They get so hard and swollen now, a million times more than before I gave birth. He nods at his brother, “Do it again.”
This time when he squeezes, Wick is ready with his mouth open. The liquid squirts inside but his eagerness takes over and he quickly latches on, mouth clamping over the mound of flesh and taking a long suck. Pace lifts the other side, already dripping, to Lex. “Want a taste?”
It’s only then that I catch sight of Lex’s hand on his crotch. He shifts, eyes boring into mine, and says, “I’ll wait until we get home.”
I hear the heat behind his words. It's not a deflection. It’s a promise.
Pace moves to where he can reach me better, squeezing the sides of my breast as his tongue flattens out under my nipple, catching the milk as it spills. I moan, feeling a rush of relief at expressing both sides at once. “You have no fucking clue how good this feels,” I say, my hands on the crowns of their heads, encouraging them to take as much as they can.
Glancing down, I realize Lex isn’t the only one touching himself. Wicker fumbles for his zipper, reaching into his pants to draw out his flushed, rigid cock. From my vantage, I can only see the swollen head, glistening at the tip as he strokes it, but it makes my blood rush like fire.
Curling my fingers in Wick’s hair, I pull him back, gazing down into lust-drunk eyes. “Go back to your seat.”
He blinks, looking hilariously cowed as he jolts back, clumsily getting back in his seat. “What did I—” But his mouth clicks shut when I slide to my knees in front of him, eyes fixed to his leaking cock.
I curl my fingers around it, delighting in his long hiss. “You’re not the only ones who can suck, you know.”
And then I take him in my mouth.
It rushes through me like lava, a wave of want so strong that it drives my mouth down to his root. Suddenly, I feel so stupid for moping around these past two weeks, waiting for my men to remind me that I’m a sexual, desired creature.
They created Justice, but they didn’t create that.
It was always in me, waiting.
Wicker releases a long, pitiful sound. “Fucking hell, Red,” he gasps, fingers threading into my hair. Beneath my palms, I feel his thighs twitching upward, chasing the heat of my tongue.
I moan at the sparks that light inside me.
“You like that, Rosi?” Pace says, the electric hum of him getting closer, until I can feel his fingers on my neck. “You look so pretty sucking cock.”
“Oh god, shut the fuck up,” Wicker grinds out, his fingers tightening in my hair. “I’m so fucking close to busting, you have no fucking idea.”
Pace husks, “I’ve gotsomeidea,” and I feel intoxicated by the sound that claws from Wicker’s throat, so desperate and strained.
“Don’t keep it from her,” Lex says, pulling my hair back to watch as I slide my mouth up the shaft, sucking. “You want his cum, baby?”
Eagerly, I nod, my tongue laving the head of his cock, and Wickerwhimpers.
Like, legitimately fucking whimpers.
The first burst of his cum tastes salty and hot, and I relish the vibration of his thighs as he trembles, thrusting into my lips with a long, unsteady groan.
Pulling off, I thumb the corner of my lips, but then Pace is there, chasing the taste of him off my tongue. “You’re so fucking good to us,” he whispers, and it takes me a moment to realize the airy rasp of his voice is owed to the way his arm is bobbing, fist stripping his cock.
I waste little time pushing him back, gathering my hair away from my face as I duck down, licking the glistening tip. Pace doesn’t stop stroking himself, though. He points his cock at my slick, parted lips, and cradles the back of my head, softly commanding, “Open for me.”
Obeying, I open my jaw, extending my tongue as I gaze up into his dark, hooded eyes.
“Fuck,” he breathes, thumb pushing into the soft space below my ear. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Are you ready for my cum?”
I answer with a flick of my tongue against his frenulum, entranced as I watch him seize, a long ribbon of cum landing in the crease of my mouth. Much like Wicker did before on my tit, I latch onto his cock, milking every grunted surge of cum.
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