Page 58 of The Lost Kings

It felt like a test, a challenge that I’d argue with them or tell them to stop, but I was too engrossed in how good they made me feel.

Gio stopped his ministrations to make a humming sound. “Let’s start prepping her, brother.”

Still holding on to Kingston, I wasn’t sure what Gio meant, but seconds later, a finger began to push against that tight bundle of nerves in my ass that he’d been using his tongue to prod and lap at. Kingston used two fingers and slid them inside my center which felt…

“Holy shit,” I gasped.

I felt too full with pressure in both places…I just?—

“I—I, that’s…” My hips moved forward and back into the weight behind me.

Kingston stared, mesmerized at where his fingers currently were.

“If I push any harder, you’re going to bleed on my fingers, Pres.

Tell me to stop, and we’ll have you bleed on one of our cocks, but to be perfectly frank with you, my fingers are likely going to be less painful. You’ve seen how big we are.”

He wasn’t saying it to be prideful; I could tell he was genuinely trying to ask what I’d be more comfortable with. Their cocks were much bigger and honestly made me nervous, especially because I had every intention of them taking me the way the couple had fucked in that video Gio had sent me.

Wetting my lips and widening my stance a bit more, I nodded. “Keep going.”

“Okay, just breathe and tell me if it hurts. Gio, take a break for a sec, she doesn’t need to be burning in both places.”

I felt Gio remove his fingers and then he was kissing over my lower back and stroking up and down my ass before he stood and placed his hands on my hips. “King, let’s move her to the chaise.”

Gio stripped out of his clothes before carrying me over to the long chaise lounge and then settled in behind me. Being naked under me, I felt his cock bob against my back, but I focused on the way Kingston settled between my open legs, a hungry expression on his face.

“Fuck, you’re perfect. You’re gonna take our fingers then our cocks. Got it?”

I nodded eagerly and he smiled before leaning forward to lick through my center and circle my clit. Seconds later he replaced his tongue with three fingers then he slowly began pushing back into my heat.

Gio hissed by my ear while he began rubbing and playing with my nipples. “So fucking hot to see you get finger-fucked, Pres.”

His words stirred the lust building in my stomach and I began rocking my hips into Kingston’s hand.

“Yeah, just like always. You’re drenching my fingers, Pres.” I could hear how much I enjoyed it by the sounds echoing around the room. He pulled his fingers out, and lightly pushed them back in once more while watching.

There was pressure but he was gentle.

“Rock into my fingers, beautiful. I know how hard you can ride my hand, so start moving.” Kingston leaned forward and circled my clit with his tongue while he continued to push his fingers inside me.

I tried to do as he said, but the pinching feeling from where his fingers had gone began to hurt, and it made my mind disconnect with the pleasure.

“Gio, rub her clit while I push in,” Kingston ordered and Gio obeyed by bringing his hand over my hip and using the pads of his fingers to rub over my clit while Kingston had three of his buried inside my cunt.

“Oh shit.” I rocked into both of them. Gio rubbed slower, and with a gasp I watched as he removed his fingers and Kingston spit on my pussy, right where my clit was, which Gio then resumed rubbing, right over his brother’s spit.

It had me moving faster and faster against their hands.

Kingston watched me while lazily separating my center. “Tits bouncing, pussy dripping, God, I can’t wait to fuck you.” I felt something give inside me as I came with a gasp. It hurt but it wasn’t horrible, but the cramping that came next wasn’t comfortable.

Gazing down at King’s fingers as he slowly slid them out, I wasn’t sure how to feel when I saw the blood.

“That’s perfect, Pres. Now, you’ll be ready for us,” Gio rasped from near my ear and I tried to relax further into him as he kissed along my neck, moving my hair out of the way.

I couldn’t stop Kingston or how even after he’d removed his fingers, he leaned in and swiped his tongue through my center, gently and so carefully that it nearly made me cry.

My legs began to shake, so Kingston pulled his hands free and I closed my legs and leaned into Gio’s hold. I watched as King walked to the attached bathroom to wash up before returning to where we were.

Gio’s mouth was on my neck, kissing and sucking.

Kingston was there moments later, already naked.

The two of them were on opposite ends of me, but as Kingston got on his knees at the end of the chair, between my legs, I couldn’t stop searching all their ink and touching their skin. I wanted them closer, impossibly so.

“All these words you’ve printed on your skin.”

Kingston’s eyes shuddered before moving his head to the side, as if my touch hurt him. Which made me feel strange… I was about to ask what was wrong when his voice suddenly came out possessive and demanding.

“I’m going to stretch you with my cock now, Pres. Why don’t you take Gio in your mouth.”

I pushed down the question and focused on his brother. Gio adjusted us so we were closer to the edge of the chair.

“You on birth control?”

“Yeah…have been since I was sixteen…just in case we’d ever—” I trailed off, letting them fill in what I obviously meant. I wouldn’t have been against it if they’d taken this when they were seventeen, but I understood why they hadn’t.

“We’re gonna fuck you bareback, Pres. Need to make sure you’re okay with that,” Kingston rumbled from his place near my knees. My pussy was sore, but as I felt his velvet tip begin to prod there, the pressure was incredible.

“Okay.”

“So easygoing, I love it. Is that you just wanting us to fuck you that bad, or have you become used to giving us what we want?” Gio asked, gathering my hair in his hand.

Kingston’s chest hovered over my stomach as he entered my body. He went slow, allowing me to adjust, and then he pulled out and cautiously slid back in. I watched in fascination each time his cock would disappear inside me.

“Oh fuck, that’s good.” Kingston shuddered before pulling out again and thrusting in.

Gio returned his fingers to my clit and began rubbing while Kingston stretched me. I pushed into Gio’s shoulder while I muttered, “Fuck.”

“Yeah, that’s what we’re doing,” Kingston rasped, and I realized he had a grip on my hip bone and had found a solid rhythm of sliding in and out of me.

“King, you were only supposed to stretch her. If you want to fuck her then flip her so she can taste exactly what it does to me to watch her get fucked by my twin.”

Without any warning, Kingston pulled completely out of me with a long groan and then he pulled my hips and flipped me.

“You heard Gio, Pres. Let him fuck your mouth and when he’s ready, swallow every last drop of him down.

” I got to all fours and did as they told me, finding Gio’s length hard and erect.

I skimmed my thumb up and down the base of him, and then I circled the precum coating the tip.

With my tongue, I licked it away and smiled at Gio.

“Oh shit.” He touched my mouth with this thumb, and I sucked it into my mouth before releasing him and going back to his cock.

Kingston’s palms jiggled my ass a few times before he slowly pushed into my aching heat. I focused on Gio as I licked over him, and then slowly lowered my mouth over his girth. Right as he hissed and gripped my hair, I felt Kingston slide all the way inside me and then freeze there.

I held my breath as he paused, before he began pulling out.

The sensation made me nearly stop blowing Gio, but King thrust and returned to fucking me with gentle rocking and a few muffled groans.

The discomfort of him stretching me had worn off and now as he moved, it felt like he was stoking a fire inside me.

Each time he thrust forward, I moaned and sucked more of Gio’s cock into my mouth.

He loved it by the way he rocked into me and gripped my hair.

Kingston began to lose himself as his movements became chaotic and he began to lightly slap my ass with a hiss.

“Fuck yes. Shit, Presley. Holy fucking—” His rushed rasps had me desperately rocking my own hips to meet his thrusts all while Gio held on to me tighter and tighter, until he froze under me and began groaning as hot liquid hit my throat.

I swallowed every drop down and then slowly lapped at his crown as I watched Gio try to catch his breath and toss his head back into the cushion.

“Made us come at the same damn time, Presley. Shit.” Kingston pulled out of me, and I felt liquid begin to slowly leak down my leg.

I turned to catch Kingston’s expression, but I wished I hadn’t. He looked as though he were saying his own version of goodbye.

The look would haunt me until I had a chance to talk to him and ask why he’d let the jar break earlier, and why each time he touched me, or kissed me, it felt like it might be the last.