Page 68 of Wicked Elites

I bit down on my bottom lip and nodded.

Sebastian’s hot mouth engulfed my right nipple, making me gasp. He swirled his tongue around my needy flesh, each revolution of his warm, wet organ sending an explosion of sensations low in my belly.

I let out a soft moan and shifted on the mattress.

“You’re agitated. Wet.” Kneading and caressing my breast, Leopold swiped the flat of his tongue over my left nipple. “Needing more. Something deeper than mere fondling and tongues?”

His words seeped through my psyche, and wetness seeped into my panties. My core ached and yearned for me to let one or both of these kings show me how they would worship a queen, but my mind wasn’t ready.

I let out a shuddering breath. “Are you always so vocal?”

Sebastian chuckled around his mouthful of nipple. “You should try living on the same hallway as him.”

“How about it?” His hand trailed up my thigh. “I can make you feel like a goddess.”

“Or I can finish what we started in my jeep when we first met,” murmured Sebastian.

My nipples tightened, and I stifled a moan. “D-do it.”

Still giving my breasts a dizzying amount of attention, Leopold and Sebastian hiked up my skirt,

“After you,” Leopold said to Sebastian.

“How gallant.” Sebastian slid his finger under the lace of my panties and down onto my clit.

This time, my need was so intense, I parted my legs to give him better access. “P-please.”

He stroked gentle circles around my nub, not touching it directly. Pleasure swirled around the sensitive organ until I thought it would burst from an excess of need.

“P-please.” I wrapped my hand around his wrist, trying to move his finger the quarter-inch needed to give me my longed-for release. “Please, touch me.”

Sebastian released my nipple from his mouth with a pop. “Care to elaborate?” he said in a deep, smoky voice that made my toes curl. “Where do you want me to touch?”

I growled with frustration. He just wanted me to talk dirty. “T-touch my clit,” I said through clenched teeth. “I want you to touch me there until I climax.”

Leopold chuckled, sending his warm breath over my left nipple. “You know, two hands are better than one. I could lend you a finger… or two.”

I bit down on my lip. “Alright.”

They both returned to sucking and licking and teasing my nipples. Leopold slid the pad of his fingers over my slit, making the muscles of my core ripple with delight. Up and down he went, each time slipping deeper into my folds until he reached my entrance.

A gasp slipped from my lips as he circled my little opening and made my muscles spasm in anticipation of being filled. Whatever hymen I would have had left had been destroyed by those girls, and I relaxed at the prospect of having any part of a man inside me.

Leopold flickered his tongue over the peak of my nipple and breached my entrance.

My muscles clenched, powerful sensations rippled up my core, and a noisy gasp slipped from my lips.

He paused. “Too much?”

“More.” I opened my legs wider.

As Leopold slid his finger inside, Sebastian’s fingers moved the quarter-inch required to send lightning bolts of pleasure up my belly and down my thighs.

“Ah!” I cried out.

His movements were gentle at first, the lightest insinuation of a caress that had my sensitive bundle of nerves trembling for more. Leopold’s finger slid back and forth into my core, making my muscles ripple. The pressure of Sebastian’s teasing circles increased, and I tightened around Leopold’s fingers.

Sebastian raised his head from my breast and locked me into another of his dizzying kisses.