Page 270 of Depraved Boys

“I’m going to fuck you.” His eyes fixed on my nipples. “But first, I’ll suck your pretty breasts.” He wrapped an arm around my waist and captured my nipple in his hot mouth.

I drew in a sharp breath at the sudden onslaught of sensation and groaned as his tongue swirled and flicked and teased my flesh. My hands gripped his muscular shoulders, and I ground my throbbing nub harder against his thick length, making pleasure ripple through my core.

Sebastian worked my other breast with his fingers, which he tweaked and pulled until my panties were soaked. My core clenched around nothing, aching to be stretched, aching for him to fill me with his beautiful prick.

My clit felt like it was about to implode with the amount of exquisite sensations from Sebastian’s hardness and from the pleasure sparking down from the sweet torment he subjected to my nipples. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, stifling a moan. Pressure built low in my belly, making whimpers escape my throat. My toes curled. If he continued like that, I would come apart all over his pants.

Sebastian hooked his forearms under my thighs and lifted us off the sofa. I wrapped my legs around his shirtless waist and marveled at the way his muscles bunched and hardened under my body. His mouth devoured mine as he carried me across his room to the bed. After unbuttoning my skirt, he laid me down and straddled my hips.

I sank into the double mattress, feeling like a Princess. But instead of spending a night on a pile of mattresses alone, I would have two handsome princes to pleasure me as much as I wanted.

Sebastian gazed down at me, his eyes hungry. I lifted my hips off the bed and raised my brow with a smile I hoped would say, ‘are you going to take my panties off or what?’

With a grin, he stuck his hands down the waistband of my skirt and down the sides of my panties, pulled them both down, and threw them over his shoulder.

“You’re so bloody beautiful, don’t you think, Leo?”

“Exquisite,” said Leopold from where he stood at the foot of the bed.

I twisted around and gave him a quick smile. “Are you just going to watch?”

“For now.” He threw a condom at Sebastian, who caught it with one hand and put it aside.

Sebastian lowered himself atop me for a kiss so long and deep, it left me breathless and boneless. As he fumbled with his belt and fly, I ran my hands over his hard, sculpted biceps and kissed him like I was starving. Once Sebastian had kicked off the rest of his clothes, he settled between my hips. I reached between us and wrapped my hand around his hot length, enjoying the way he pulsed under my touch.

“Willow,” he said that like a warning.

I held the condom between my teeth, tore the foil wrapper, and slipped the latex over his erection. “Can’t wait.”

Shuddering, he unrolled the condom over the rest of his length. “You’re so perfect for me.”

“For us.” Leopold’s voice was breathy.

I was about to turn around to see if he’d taken off his clothes when Sebastian lined himself up to my entrance and entered me with a smooth, hard thrust. A shock of pleasure seized my muscles, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Crying out, I clutched at his shoulders, and my muscles clamped around his length.

Sebastian’s face went slack, and he blew out rapid breaths through his tightened lips. He held still for several moments, waiting for me to adjust to his girth. Desire glazed his eyes, making him look like the embodiment of lust.

I ran my tongue along my dry lips and sighed. Right now, seeing him poised above me, muscles quivering with restraint, I felt so powerful, so sexy, so wanted.

Leopold’s ragged breaths from the other side of the bed filled my ears, adding to the sensation. Anticipation raced across my skin as I tried to guess whether Leopold would join in now, or fuck me later.

Sebastian withdrew several inches and filled me who another thrust, building up a rhythm that made me pant with the pleasure of our lovemaking. Rocking my hips against his movements, I wrapped my hands around his firm, sculpted ass, driving him deeper.

“Bloody hell,” Leopold muttered. “Seeing you like this only makes me want you more.”

I tilted my head up. Leopold stared down at us with his face flushed, lips parted, and desire smoldering in his eyes. He had thrown off his blazer and now stood above us, breathing hard.

“Come here.” I stretched my arms overhead and curled my fingers in a beckoning motion.

Sebastian paused mid-thrust, presumably to see what would happen next. He moved his hips in tight little circles that ground his pubic bone over my aching, pulsing clit. A pleasant shudder ran down the length of my body, and my fingers spasmed.

Leopold stepped closer. My upside-down gaze dropped straight to the thick erection straining the fabric of his bottle-green pants. As awful as our school uniforms looked on everyone else, my boys wore theirs like young kings.

“What are you going to do, Wills?” Leopold purred.

I grabbed his waistband and pulled him so close, the warmth of his body radiated against the crown of my head. “You’re not getting left out.” My tongue darted out to lick my lips. “Not even to watch.”

Leopold grinned. “You think you can take us both at the same time?”