Page 20 of Triumphant Kings (Boys Of Kingston Academy #3)

“Oh, I will.” I smile down at him as I lean forward. He lets out a sigh as I start to nip and suck on the exposed part of his upper chest, using my free hand to maneuver myself out of my G-string.

It takes a bit of work, but once I’m done, I lean over him, wrapping them around his wrists to tie him against the leg of one of the metal benches inside the gazebo.

Leaning back, I let my eyes trail over him and bite my lower lip. “You look so fucking good right now, at my mercy.”

“W-what are you going to do?” he asks. I wish I could see the needy look in his eyes right now. Grabbing the edge of the mask, I lift it up just enough to press my lips against his, kissing him slow and hungrily until he’s a panting, needy mess below me.

“You're going to be a good boy and lie there while I ride your perfect cock. I’m going to take what I want, and you’re not allowed to cum until I do. Understand?"

“Yes.” He nods eagerly.

“Yes, what?” I cock my head to the side, loving this rush of power.

“Yes, mistress.”

“That’s my good boy,” I praise him, running a hand down his chest until I reach his cock. Pulling his sweatpants down, his cock springs free, slapping his lower belly.

He whimpers when I wrap my hand around his cock, giving it a hard squeeze. “Look at you.” I hum. “So hard. Just for me.” Pre-cum trickles down from the tip and over the head of his cock.

His chest rises and falls as he takes heavy breaths. He’s turned on, I can feel it in the way his body reacts to me. He’s so sexy right now.

Shimmying down his legs, I give myself room so I can take his cock into my mouth. He lets out a strangled groan as I take him all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I deep-throat him a few times until he’s begging me. “Please,” he moans. “Oh fuck. That feels so good. I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

“I told you,” I say, popping my mouth off his cock. “No cumming until I do.”

“O-okay,” he stammers out.

As much as I want to take my time with him, I know I can’t. The others are going to find us eventually. I almost forgot we were playing a game. I’m having too much fun on my own.

Moving my body back up his, I stop just above his cock. “Be a good boy,” I remind him. “And let me use you. Only when my juices are dripping down this fat cock of yours are you allowed to fill me up. Don’t you want to make me happy?”

“Yes,” he whines. “So badly.”

“That’s what I want to hear.” I position him at my entrance. “My good, good boy.”

Lowering myself onto his cock, we both moan as my wet heat surrounds his length. The stretch is just what I need, filling me so damn good. Leaning forward, I place my hands on his chest, bracing myself as I start to rock my hips.

“Better than my dream." I moan as I move faster, the fire in my belly growing with every stroke of his cock against my walls.

“Sadie,” he moans my name, breath coming out faster than it was before.

“Try again,” I growl, clenching my walls around him.

“Mistress,” he gasps. “I’m close.”

“Already?” I laugh lightly. “Are you that much of a needy little slut for me, Declan?” I use his name, reminding him I know who he is, what our dynamic is. Making him feel safe as he gives me this power over him.

“Sorry.” He whimpers.

“Don’t be, baby boy.” I grind down on him, making us both moan. “I fucking love how desperate you are for me, how much I affect you. You want to cum?”

“So badly.”

Leaning back, I keep moving, faster and faster. One hand plays with my breasts while the other works over my clit. “Fuck me from below,” I demand. “Thrust that big cock inside me over and over again until I cum. Then you can follow after me.”

He plants his feet on the ground and does as he’s told, thrusting his hips up, fucking into me like a damn jackhammer. He wants this so badly that it only adds to the pleasure coursing through me.

“I’m close.” I moan, working my fingers faster as I pinch my nipples harder. “Keep going. Fuck, just like that. So fucking good.”

Tilting my head back, I let my body feel, focusing on the orgasm just out of reach. The sounds he’s making, the pleasure mixed with the determined grunts, pushes me forward.

One more thrust, hitting my sweet spot just right, and I’m seeing stars. “Declan,” I cry out, my eyes rolling back into my head as my orgasm crashes over me.

Wave after wave, my pussy spasms, trying to milk his cock, demanding his cum as I shatter on top of him.

“Fuck!” he shouts, his cock jerking inside me. His cum fills me up before it starts to leak out of me and down his shaft.

He lets out a groan, his body relaxing as his heavy breathing mixes with mine.

A satisfied smile takes over my lips as the high of my orgasm has me buzzing.

“It’s about fucking time,” a voice growls from behind us. “Now, it’s our turn.” A bag is shoved over my head, and I’m being pulled off Declan.

“Rude much!?” I shout as I’m being tossed over a shoulder.

“Don’t be bratty with me, Kitten.” Preston slaps my ass.

“The note said you wanted to be chased. That wasn’t much of a chase.

But we still have every intention of having our way with you.

” I feel his fingers between my folds, thrusting inside me and making me gasp before he pulls them free.

“Mhhmm. Our man tastes good. I think I want to add my cum to this tight little pussy right alongside his.”

My cheeks heat, and I have no words, but I want that more than anything right now.

Yeah, this is so much better than that dream. So. Much. Better.

THE BAG IS PULLED OFF my head, and it takes a moment for me to see where I am. Once my eyes adjust to the room, I know where I’m at.

The club.

It’s the same room we always use when we come here, only there are a few more additions since last time.

Like the big mirror in front of me, my reflection shows that I’m naked and my feet are tied to a cross. But why not my hands?

I don’t have long to wonder when Collin steps in front of me. He still has the mask on, but this time he’s naked.

“Naughty girl you are,” he tsks, gently brushing hair behind my shoulder before bundling it into his fist. He yanks my head back, making me whimper.

“We hardly got to have our fun. You didn’t make us work for it.

” He sighs heavily. “Guess we’ll have to try harder next time.

” Next time? A thrill runs through me. I try to clamp my legs together, but can’t.

Collin chuckles. “Dirty little thing you are. You like that idea, don’t you? You want us to do this again?”

I lick my lips. “Yes,” I whisper, body shaking.

“I don’t think you deserve it.” He steps closer, pulling my head back further. “Guess it depends on how well you take your punishment."

“Make her choke on your cock,” Preston says behind me. “I want to hear what it sounds like when she’s screaming as I fucking own this cunt.”

A whimper slips free. I can feel my arousal dripping down my thigh.

“Look at her.” Preston lets out a cruel laugh, running his fingers up my thigh.

“She’s already fucking dripping for us. A whore is what she is.

Our whore,” he growls, stepping behind me and shoving two fingers into my mouth, making me gag as he forces me to taste my own juices.

“Mmmhhmm,” he hums. “You’re a fucking mess, Kitten.

” Drool spills down the side of my mouth as he keeps his fingers there. “Our fucking mess.”

As soon as Preston removes his fingers, Collin is taking control, pulling me forward so quickly I have to catch myself on his thighs.

I don’t even get a chance to think before his cock is being shoved into my mouth.

“That's it,” he groans. “That's it, Sunshine. Take my cock down your pretty throat."

My nails dig into Collin’s thighs as he fucks my mouth savagely. My eyes sting as I struggle to breathe through my nose. I’m a mess, gagging and coughing, drool running down my chin as tears fall down my cheeks.

I fucking love it. There's a fire in my core, aching to be put out. I’m so turned on it almost hurts.

Thankfully, I don’t have to suffer for long until I’m being filled by Preston’s thick cock.

I cry out around Collin’s cock as his brother stretches me wide. “Still fucking filled with cum,” he growls. “Your sloppy cunt wants more cum, doesn’t it, Kitten? You want to be dripping with it. Such a dirty little cum slut.”

I moan, my eyes rolling back into my head as Preston starts to fuck me.

I’m being used by him and his brother; the idea of that alone makes me even more of a needy mess.

“Choke on it, Sadie.” Preston fucks into me so roughly, I’m forced to take Collin as far as he can go. “Gag on my brother's cock like a good little whore.”

The sounds of the two of them taking what they want, using me how they please, pushes me closer and closer to the edge.

It’s all so erotic, a fantasy I never thought would ever come true.

But I should know better by now when it comes to these guys.

A groan that's not Collin’s or Preston’s has me opening my eyes.

Looking off to the side, I see Grayson in the mirror.

He’s sitting in a chair, legs spread wide, the Ghostface mask still on while he pleasures himself, his hand moving over his cock quickly, his chest rising and falling with every breath.

Even though I can’t see his face, I can feel his eyes on me. I whimper, clenching around Preston, making him moan.

“You like being watched,” Preston growls. “You like that the sick fuck gets off on you getting fucked, don't you? You’re fucking drenching my cock, Sadie. So fucking wet,” he grunts, fucking me harder.

My head is spinning, and I feel like I’m seconds from passing out. Still, my body is alive, buzzing with so much need it's almost too much.

I want to cum, need to cum. It feels like I’ll explode if I don’t.

“So fucking pretty.” Grayson gets up from the chair, still jerking off as he walks over to us. “You cry so beautifully for them, Sadie.” He squats down next to my head as Collin continues fucking my mouth. “Can you be a good girl and cum for them too?” He cocks his head to the side.

I don’t realize what he’s doing until I feel my clit being pinched.

A scream tears through me as I’m thrown over the edge.

My body convulses as a powerful orgasm owns it. My eyes roll back as I cry out around Collin’s cock. Pussy gripping Preston’s dick like a vice.

“Fucking hell,” Preston growls, the fingers on my hips digging into my flesh so hard they’re going to leave bruises as he shudders above me, his cock jerking inside me as he comes apart, filling me with his cum.

“God damn it,” Collin grunts as he cums down my throat. It’s too much, I can't breathe, so I swallow him down the best I can.

“That's it, Pretty Girl. Such a good fucking girl.” I can hear Grayson praise me through the ringing in my ears.

I feel like I’m high, or underwater. Nothing makes sense. I don’t know what I’m saying, the sounds I’m making. It’s a sensory overload.

Just as I think I’m about to pass out, Collin pulls free.

I’m gasping for air, coughing as I struggle to breathe.

“Not done yet, Pretty Girl.” Grayson grips my face, pressing my cheeks together to force my mouth open. “Be a good little slut and take my cum too.”

Opening my watery eyes, I look up at him, mouth open, tongue out as he strokes his cock a few more times before spilling all over my tongue and face.

As amazing and mind-blowing as that was, it’s as if my body and mind can’t take any more, shutting down until I pass out.

“Let me clean her up,” Declan’s voice pulls me from unconsciousness.

“Fuck, did we push her too hard?” I feel my body being laid down on something soft.

“No,” I rasp out, hearing the worry in Preston’s voice. “No, it was perfect. You just fucked me into a coma.”

Collin snorts out a laugh. “Had us scared there for a moment, Sunshine.”

Lulling my head to the side, I smile dopily up at Collin. “Sorry.”

“Are you okay?” he asks seriously.

“Mhhm,” I hum, nodding my head. “But I don’t think the group thing is for me. You’d kill me. But thank you for doing this for me.”

“Anything for you, Pretty Girl.” I hear Grayson on my other side, pressing his lips to my forehead.

“Not going to lie, not upset about the no more group sharing thing. I saw way more of my brother's cock today than I ever wanted to,” Collin mutters, but I hear the teasing in his voice.

“Feeling is mutual,” Preston deadpans.

I let out a soft laugh, too tired to say anything else, as someone cleans me up.

Bodies join me in the bed, surrounding me with their warmth and love.

“Keep your dick on your side of the bed,” Collin warns.

“Fuck you,” Preston scoffs.

Smiling, I bury my face into Declan’s chest and let sleep take hold of me, feeling safe, wanted, and loved. A feeling I hope lasts a lifetime. Because I never want this to end.