Page 67 of Wicked Elites

“Y-yes.”

He placed both hands on my knees and murmured something about being smothered. I relaxed my legs and let him pull himself free. “I can’t wait until I have those thighs clamped around me while I’m pounding you hard.”

I licked my dry lips and tried not to imagine losing my virginity on the four-poster bed.

Leopold got up and sat on the mattress at my other side. “We’ll take this at whatever pace you set, but I need one glimpse of those glorious tits.”

My gaze darted from Leopold to Sebastian. Hunger burned in each of their eyes, making my cheeks heat. The kings were hot for my body, and I loved every scrap of their attention.

I slid the button covering the middle of my bra out of its hole, and they both sucked in identical breaths, sending a thrill of excitement up my core.

Leopold curled his trembling hands into fists, and I undid another button. On my other side, Sebastian panted. All those insults I’d endured, people calling me fat or dumpy and even ugly, melted away under the heat of their gazes.

“You’re killing me with the suspense,” Leopold groaned.

“Good things come to those who wait,” I murmured.

Sebastian chuckled. “Leo usually has a quip for comments like that, but all the blood has left his brain.”

“Shut up,” said Leopold. “I can’t help it if I’m twice as endowed as you. Be grateful you can still keep your head.”

I smirked at their banter and continued unbuttoning my shirt and pulled its tails from my skirt. A surreptitious glance at their crotches told me that they were of an equal size, and I licked my lips, wondering how far we would get before I chickened out.

Sebastian gasped. “Take it off.”

“Please,” added Leopold.

Butterflies took flight in my stomach, and I sucked in a deep breath and shouldered off my shirt. I could do this.

Sebastian ran three fingers down my spine and stopped at the fastening at the back of my bra. “May I?”

“Yes,” I replied in a breathy whisper.

I had nothing to fear. Leopold had seen me naked in the girl’s changing rooms, and he still wanted more, while Sebastian had seen a lot. They were here because they wanted this. Wanted me. While Sebastian unhooked my bra, I kept my gaze on Leopold.

When the pressure of the underwire and band released, I slid down my straps and pulled off my bra. A slightly cool draft swirled around my exposed breasts, and butterflies swirled within my stomach. I held my breath, my chest constricting with anticipation, and continued looking at the blond king.

Nervousness dried my mouth. How would they react to seeing me half-naked?

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Blue fire blazed across Leopold’s eyes, and his tongue darted out to lick his lips. “So. Fucking. Perfect. If you don’t let me kiss them right now, I’ll die.”

Relief and assurance flooded my insides, releasing the tension in my lungs. I pulled back my shoulders, rested my weight on my palms, and gave Leopold what I hoped was a confident smile. “Kiss away.”

Leopold’s hand slid under my left breast, his fingers trailing a line of sparks that traveled straight between my legs. I sucked in a deep breath to calm the pounding of my heart. No one had ever seen me at this level of undress. Not even Ashley, and we shared a room.

“You’re so unbelievably beautiful.” Sebastian retraced a line of kisses along my neck, and my eyes fluttered closed.

Leopold held my breast reverently, as though he thought it might shatter if he applied too much pressure. Then he pressed a gentle kiss on my collarbone and another on the space below it.

I squeezed my thighs together, needing more. My breaths came in rapid, shallow pants matching the pulse pounding between my legs. Sebastian’s kisses passed the ridge of my collarbone, and he cupped my right breast in his large hand.

Leopold’s thumb skimmed my sensitive nipple, sending pleasure rippling down to my clit.

“Oh!” I said in a breathy gasp.

“Your nipples are the perfect size for worshipping.” Leopold gently rolled the puckered flesh between his fingers. “Do you like that?”