Page 198 of Depraved Boys

My tongue darted out to lick my lips. “I wouldn’t like to be the odd one out.”

I slipped off my tie and undid the top button of my shirt. By the time I glanced up, both boys had turned to me with fire in their eyes. Heat blossomed across my cheeks, and arousal bloomed between my legs. This time, the boys would expect more from me than just a bed bath.

Leopold was the first to approach. Out of the three kings, he was the one with the fewest secrets. He knelt on the mattress at my left side and slipped his hand into my blazer. “Are you in the mood for a distraction?”

“Yes.” I tilted my head up and pulled him down for a kiss.

His lips were firm and demanding, as though he was working through all the pent-up frustration from today. This morning, we had been so happy together and had celebrated foiling Ashley’s machinations with my first blow job.

Now, with Prakash in prison, Ashley badly assaulted and not wanting to reveal to me the identity of her attacker, we needed every distraction we could get.

After shouldering off my blazer, he pulled off my tie and worked on the buttons of my shirt. He trailed soft, wet kisses on my exposed flesh, making me curl my toes.

I turned to Sebastian, who stood at my right, still in his boxer briefs. “Are you just going to watch?”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Kash has been locked up because of me—”

“You don’t know that.” I stood and grabbed his forearm. “Even if the attacker wanted to hurt you, that doesn’t make it your fault.”

He sat and shook his head. “Maybe if I had handled things—”

“Seb,” Leopold snapped, his aquamarine eyes flashing. “If you don’t stop moping, you can sit in the corner and watch me have Wills all for myself.”

Sebastian snorted. “As if.”

I pulled my unbuttoned shirt off my shoulders and reached for the bulge in Sebastian’s boxer briefs. He drew in a sharp breath between his teeth and grabbed my wrist.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“I want to take care of you first,” he murmured.

“Sounds like a splendid plan.” Leopold pulled me off the bed, wrapped his hands around my back, and unbuttoned my skirt. When it pooled around my ankles, and I stood in my bra and panties, he unhooked my bra and pulled the straps off my shoulders.

His eyes lingered on my breasts. “Every revelation of these girls is a wonder.”

My lips curled into a smile. At least he wasn’t calling them Daphne and Velma.

Sebastian wrapped his arms around me from behind and rubbed slow circles on my belly. His erection pressed against my ass. “I could lose myself in you.”

I would have asked what he meant, but Sebastian cupped my jaw and turned my head to the side. His lips descended onto mine in the softest of kisses, half-apology, half-appreciation, and all reverence.

“Thank you for sticking with us through everything that’s happened,” he murmured into the kiss. “I know things have been difficult—”

“Sssh.” I placed a finger on his lips. “Whoever is trying to sabotage our happiness is deluded. They’re never going to win.”

Leopold stepped in front of me and gathered my exposed breasts between his hands. Both thumbs stroked across my nipples, making heat coil between my thighs. A whimper reverberated in the back of my throat, and I leaned back into Sebastian’s broad, muscular chest.

A hot mouth engulfed my nipple, making my knees buckle. Sebastian held me up, and Leopold’s fingers rolled my right nipple, while his skillful tongue flicked and swirled around my left.

Sebastian’s erection ground into my ass, making the muscles of my core clench with need. Each brush of that large hand over the swell of my belly made heat and moisture gather in my folds.

My head spun, and my whimpers turned to full-blown, throaty moans. If they continued like this, arousing me to distraction, to the point where I could barely stand, let alone utter my own name, I would melt into a puddle of goo.

“P-please,” I said between panting breaths. “I need…”

“What do you need?” Sebastian whispered into my ear.

“Do you have condoms?”