Page 52 of The Queen's Knights


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“Safe word?” I prompt.

“Heisman,” he says.

I nod and move to Kat.

“Anarchy,” she says in a sexy drawl and gives me a flirty smile. She’ll get the hang of things fast, but hopefully refrains from breaking the rules. Tonight’s a big risk, but Gwen loves the idea of sharing the love one night a month, and I love making her happy.

I step over to their anxious third, Ben. He’s relaxed a little more, having surrendered to his fate, I imagine, considering how much more dominant his partners are.

“Ginsburg,” he says.

Behind me, Lance murmurs, “Nice.” The kid is such a legal nerd. Hopefully he doesn’t hit it offtoowell with these three.

“Good. Now for the rules of this room: What Queen Justine says goes, so long as her commands don’t violate your limits. That’s it. Which of you will take the throne beside her tonight?”

Their gazes all shift to the dais behind me, and both men turn to the woman between them.

“Pretty sure this is you, Kitty Kat,” Andre says.

“Excellent,” I say, stepping to one side and gesturing to the throne with a slight bow.

Gwen strides forward then and holds out a hand to Kat. “Will you join me in my reign over these four subjects?”

“My pleasure,” Kat croons.

“First, we must get you ready. You’ll want to preserve that beautiful dress, but I have the perfect thing for you to wear. Come with me.”

The pair walk hand in hand around the dais and disappear behind a door in the back. I turn to Kat’s escorts.

“The four of us need to prepare for their return. Help me undress the queen’s favorite subject.”

I motion to Lance, who comes to stand in front of the other two. The men share a glance, which I watch intently for any indication they’ll balk at the idea of touching another man, but neither one flinches.

Ben steps forward first, facing Lance. “I think I’m starting to like this,” he says with a smile as he grips Lance’s lapels. To me, he says, “Do we have to follow the instructions to the letter, or can we improvise? Am I allowed to touch…kiss… things like that?”

“If the subject doesn’t object,” I say.

Lance looks dazed, maybe even a little fevered, as if he’s about to combust. “I want fucking everything,” he says.

Ben’s expression turns serious, his gaze heated. He leans in, and Lance meets him halfway. Their mouths lock, and the shiver that passes through Lance’s body makesmydick hard.

Ben pushes Lance’s jacket off his shoulders and Andre catches it, handing it to me with an amused smirk. Next comes the shirt, which Ben slowly unbuttons, his mouth moving over Lance’s jaw and down his neck while Andre tugs his shirt off over his shoulders.

Ben drops to his knees and Lance is panting, his pent-up need palpable enough I can taste it. Goddamn, these two are perfect partners for a scene like this, both of them enthusiastic, but restrained enough to draw it out.

Andre presses his mouth to the side of Lance’s throat and slides his hands under Lance’s undershirt while he kisses and nips at his neck. His groin is pressed against Lance’s ass, hips gently grinding, which has to be driving Lance crazy.

Ben’s gaze rises as he unbuckles Lance’s belt, then unfastens his trousers and pulls them down. He slides both hands up Lance’s bare thighs, teasing his fingertips around the top of his waistband. Andre does the same from the back, his hand drifting over Lance’s ass. He pauses at the very back, and Lance lets out a prolonged groan.

Andre chuckles. “You poor thing. No wonder you’re so wound up.” He drops to his knees and tugs the rear of Lance’s boxer briefs down, revealing the flat black end of the silicone plug nestled between his cheeks.

“He’s training,” I supply. “For me.”

Andre looks at me and nods, dropping his hand from Lance’s ass. “Understood. Hands off the ass. Careful with him, Ben, he’s a bomb waiting to go off.”

Ben nods, his touch slowing as he carefully stretches Lance’s waistband until it clears his erection. Then he pulls his shorts the rest of the way off.

Lance is breathing heavy, his cock stiff and thick and beautiful as it juts between his thighs. He just stands there as the pair rise again and move away from him.

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