Pretty Little Sins (Kings of Bolten 2)

“Does Dominic know we’re fucking his wife in their bed?” Fallon asked as he cradled my breasts from behind.

“It was his idea. Although, I’m pretty sure I’d have done it anyway. Suffered the consequences with a smile on my face.” Vincent shifted and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.

I let out a soft moan, which Fallon captured with his mouth as he turned my head so I could kiss him.

Vincent’s fingers drifted between my legs. I went up on my knees, so he could maneuver ever how he needed to.

A finger slid through my folds until he was knuckle deep in my heat. I rode his hand with wild abandon.

“Fuck yeah,” Vincent growled, sliding another finger inside and pressing his thumb to my clit.

“Can I play too?” Fallon asked, his lips trailing along my neck.

I nodded. Fallon moved his hand to my core.

“I’m not pulling out. You’ll just have to make your finger fit too,” Vincent said as he plunged his fingers in and out.

Fallon eased his finger in alongside Vincent’s. There were three thick fingers inside my heat. I moaned softly at the fullness.

“Can you take another?” Fallon asked huskily in my ear as Vincent sat up and sucked against the flesh of my neck.

I nodded, not sure if I could but willing to try. Fallon slipped another finger into me. I groaned against the burning pain as they worked in tandem to bring me to release.

“Come on, baby B. Come on our fingers,” Vincent urged as the wet sounds of their fingers fucking my pussy echoed around us.

Fallon pressed his thumb to my back entrance, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. He breached my hole slightly as I panted. Heat boiled in my core until it rushed out of me, my orgasm dripping onto their fingers as I moaned my way through it.

“Fucking beautiful,” Fallon praised as I trembled against his naked body, my back to his front.

Both of them withdrew their fingers, leaving me to feel empty.

“No,” I whimpered, desperate to have them back.

“Greedy girl,” Vincent teased, rolling me onto my back. “Have some pussy, F word. The way you ate her that one night while we watched had her arching off the bed.”

Fallon smirked and shifted between my legs as another wave from the drug hauled me higher.

“Fallon,” I mumbled, completely blissed out as his tongue slid through my folds. I tangled my fingers in his hair as he licked and sucked, pushing my pussy up to meet his eager mouth.

“You like the way he eats your pussy, baby B?” Vincent asked as he dragged the tip of his dick along my lips.

“Yes. So good. Fallon,” I called out as I pushed his face deeper into my heat.

His tongue lashed against my sensitive bud while he buried two fingers in my pussy.

“Open for me,” Vincent said.

I obliged, and he slid his cock into my mouth. I came in Fallon’s mouth seconds later. Vincent’s dick choked my cries as he hit the back of my throat.

“Fuck, B. God, baby. Suck me.” Vincent twisted his fingers in my hair and fucked my mouth.

Fallon got to his knees and lined up his cock with my pussy. He shoved inside me as Vincent continued his onslaught on my mouth, his dick hitting the back of my throat with each crisp thrust.

“I’ve missed your pussy,” Fallon warbled, moving in and out of me with slow, precise thrusts, his cock bare. “It’s the best pussy. Fuck. You’re choking my dick so good.”

“Try her ass if you think her pussy is tight,” Vincent said.

“Can I fuck your ass, princess?” Fallon asked softly, pausing his fucking to slip a finger past my tight ring.

“Yes. Please,” I panted when Vincent pulled his dick from my mouth.

Fallon thrust into my pussy a few more times before pulling out completely. He flipped me onto my hands and knees. I crawled over to Vincent, who was lying on his back, and straddled him.

“Come to fuck me now?” he asked, a knowing smirk on his lips.

I nodded and reached beneath me to stroke his dick. He jerked, moaning against my lips as we kissed.

Fallon tugged my face away from Vincent so he could kiss me. I tasted myself on his lips as his tongue wrestled with mine. I stroked Vinny fast, making him moan as I broke away from Fallon’s lips. Fallon dropped down behind me. Fallon’s mouth met my heat from behind, working me over as I went back to kissing Vincent.

Moments later, I came with a muffled cry against Vincent’s lips. He swallowed it all down.

“That was hot,” Fallon murmured, giving my ass a slap “Now let me see him fuck you.”

Eagerly, I shifted, and Fallon guided Vincent’s cock into me. Vincent shoved up in one fluid motion, spearing me with it. I cried out, falling forward onto his chest as he fucked up into me hard and fast, his lips on mine. I felt Fallon move behind me. Vincent slowed to a stop. Fallon gathered our juices and pressed them to my ass before the head of his dick kissed my tight hole.

“You’re going to ride both our cocks, princess,” Fallon said, gliding slowly into me.

I dragged in a short breath as he gripped my hips. Vincent sucked my breasts while Fallon slowly sank into my ass until he was buried to the hilt, both my kings filling me completely.

Then they moved. Thrusting. Shifting. Rough. Gentle. Hard. More. More. More.

I came again, tightening around Vincent’s cock. He let out a shout as his release rushed out of him. Fallon followed a moment later, filling my ass. I lay on Vincent’s chest with both guys still buried inside me.

Fallon slapped my ass and let out a soft laugh before he finally pulled out, his orgasm dripping down my crack.

“I’d fuck you with his come, baby, but I think I need a few minutes,” Vincent said, placing a gentle kiss on the top of my head.

Fallon eased off the bed and went into the bathroom where he ran water.