Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 76736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
King's hips slap into the backs of my thighs, harder and harder. Hero grows more eager, and each time the tip of his cock bumps against my throat, my whole body clenches, making King feel even bigger inside me. We both groan then, and the vibrations of my voice seem to egg Hero on, because then he moans. And with every tug from Wild Child, another layer of sparks fire off inside me.
I'm surrounded by cock and hard men and I can hardly take it. I'd never thought until I met these guys that taking it rough was my thing, but I just needed the right guys to show me. To teach me how to please them, so they can please me. And they do. King makes sure to flick my clit with his thumb when his cock doesn't brush against it, and Hero's caresses on my cheeks and neck are almost worshipful in nature. Even Wild Child's cock between my breasts feels naughty and forbidden. Slutty. Wanton. All the things that a politician's daughter isn't supposed to be, but this one wants to be.
Moans and groans fill the room, and the heady smells of sex and sweat. I'm so hot I think I'm going to melt. Forbidden tingles swirl through me, and my pussy feels like a volcano about to erupt. Every stroke, every touch, every shove or lick drives me closer and closer. I'm tensing up, and it's not Hero's eagerness anymore, but my own body that's unable to keep still.
Wild Child's groaning, Hero's stabbing into my mouth faster, and King's fucking has grown more determined, more eager, like we're all in a race for the finish. My eyes are tightly shut, I can barely breathe around the cock in my mouth, and my back is arching on its own. My stomach drops like I just went over a waterfall in a barrel.
Then the orgasm hits me, and I scream as I come. Apparently that's all it takes for Hero, because suddenly his slick finish fills my mouth. A moment later, Wild Child groans and his release spatters my chest and neck in hot streams. He rolls off me with a satisfied sigh, and then it's just King, fucking me like he's trying to drive me through the mattress.
With the others out of the way, he leans forward until he covers me, resting his weight on his elbows on either side of my head. He's stabbing into me so hard he's rocking me towards the headboard, breathing heavily into my ear. Then he stiffens and groans, driving himself fully inside where he releases. I cling to him as we finish together.
“Holy fuck,” he says as he rolls off me, then putting a hand on my thigh, just holding me, like he doesn't want to break contact yet. Sitting up and leaning back on his hands is Wild Child, grinning at me. Hero's got his back against the wall and is stroking my hair gently. I'm just trying to get my breath back to normal. God that was intense.
“God, you guys made a mess out of me,” I say with a slight laugh.
“A sexy one. The best kind,” say Wild Child. He's looking me up and down like he's already considering a round two. “We're just making sure you know you belong to us.”
“Yeah, yeah, good job, boys. You've marked your territory. I can take a shower, but it's your sheets you'll have to change.”
“I don't give a fuck,” rumbles King. “If wet sheets are the price to have you here, I'll pay it a million times fucking over. You're never leaving us. Never again, got it?”
He went from grumpily playful to deathly quiet in the span of a sentence, and I don't know what to say. No one has ever told me that with such need or possessiveness. Sure, Dad's threatened me with it, but from King it's a promise. A statement of fact. I bite my lip, not trusting my voice, but I nod. Never again.
“Besides, as long as it's King's bed we're making a mess of, I'm good,” comments Wild Child as if it's his job to lighten the moment. “We can sleep in mine afterwards.”
“Fuck off.”
I reach out to put a hand on Wild Child's leg, so we're all physically connected somehow. I can't ever imagine going back to my old life. Yeah, things here are a little dangerous, and Janey and I need a serious talk, but I've still never felt as safe as I do with these guys. They had absolutely no reason to fall for me, but here we are, and how many women can claim they've got three big, manly bikers who are willing to turn the world upside down to come save you? Like a princess in a castle, but with three knights instead of one.