Page 57 of Cruel Kings


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“Iamnice!” Corey protested.

“That’s what you want everyone to think,” said Caleb, positioning himself beside me. “Only I know what a sick perv you are.”

Aftershocks still shuddered through me as Caleb moved closer. I was still a boneless mess with barely any strength left in me, but I knew Caleb needed to satiate his hunger too.

I tried to sit up but Caleb pushed me back on the mattress. His thighs straddled my waist, keeping me in place.

Kneeling over me, he took off his shirt, giving me a glimpse of his carved muscles and taut abdomen. He stroked his length, his eyes half-closed with desire. His long, thick cock swelled in his big hands, making my insides throb with need again.

Maybe Corey was right. I probably could go for another round with him.

“Open your mouth, princess,” Caleb commanded.

I was embarrassed and ashamed, but too exhausted to argue. Besides, a part of me wanted to give Caleb pleasure. It was the only way I could be fair and even with him.

I parted my lips, watching him stroke his cock into a rigid rod. The sight of it made my pussy throb again. I eyed his beautiful body, my gaze slowly focusing on the tip of his fat cock as his precum beaded onto my breasts.

“I wanted you since the day you sat behind me on my motorcycle,” said Caleb. “You held me so tightly, I could feel every inch of you molding against me. Did you know how hard I was by the time we reached your apartment?”

I stared at him wordlessly. The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind.

“She’s blissfully unaware,” said Corey. He lay beside me and watched his brother perch over me. “She has no idea how hungry she’s made our brother. The ice king Noah has turned into a fucking stalker over her.”

I wanted to ask what he meant. There was no way Noah could be stalking me. Then again, what did I know about the Amhurst brothers anyway?

Caleb grabbed my chin, forcing my attention on him. His cock was fully erect as he used his hand to stroke himself to the heights of pleasure. “Show me your tongue.”

I complied easily. All the fight had left me already.

“So pink and pretty,” Caleb mused as his hand slid up and down his shaft rapidly.

A second later, his breath caught, and his whole body shuddered, but his eyes didn’t leave mine as he thrust his hips forward.

Hot cum splashed on my face, the next spurt hitting my tongue as he emptied himself completely.

Dipping a finger into my mouth, he coated the tip with his cum and smeared it over my lips. “Be a good girl and swallow it,” Caleb said in a deep, rough voice.

Staring back at him, I complied.

“Fuck,” Corey groaned from beside me. Sitting up, he ran his fingers along my thighs, picking up the sticky mess he’d left there and painted my cheeks with his cum.

“Our princess is such a beautiful mess,” Caleb mused with an appreciative hum. Leaning down, he captured my lips in a deep kiss.

Could he taste himself on my tongue?

“You can be such a good girl, Milla,” Caleb whispered, kissing my cheek next.

I stayed quiet, unable to believe him. A good girl wouldn’t have done the things I did with the men who were supposed to be my stepbrothers.

19

Camilla

I lay in a boneless heap on the bed. My breathing was still labored and my heart pounded in my chest.

Caleb moved a few strands away from my sweaty forehead in a surprisingly gentle way. I turned my head toward him, stupidly liking the way he looked right now. There was no anger in his emerald eyes and a soft smile lit up his handsome face.

“Don’t fall asleep, babe,” Corey’s voice spoke from beside me.

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