Page 271 of Depraved Boys

“It can’t be more difficult than the time I sat on your face while I sucked Seb.”

His gaze flickered to Sebastian’s, and I lowered my head to find him smiling down at me. “Now, that was a sight for sore eyes.”

“Are you going to make jokes, or are you going to feed me your cock?” A thrill shot through my insides at the use of one of Leopold’s favorite words.

He scrambled out of his pants and boxers, unleashing his dick. I stretched out my arms and hooked them around his hips to bring him closer. Sebastian shifted us both higher up the bed, so my head could dangle over its edge, giving Leopold easier access to my mouth.

Leopold positioned his dick above my lips, and I flicked out my tongue to lap at his head. He made a low, sensual groan that made my nipples tighten, and my core muscles clench around Sebastian’s length. Sebastian slid inside, stretching me wide as though my core had already reverted from having been pounded so hard.

“You’re so sexy, lying there and taking us both,” said Leopold.

“We’re such lucky bastards,” Sebastian added as he took his time drawing back his hips.

Right then, I felt like I was the fortunate one for having found such loving, sexy boyfriends who cared about each other as much as they cared for me. As much as I wanted to draw things out with Leopold, I could no longer wait. That time I’d sat on his face had been magical, but I yearned to be filled from both ends.

Still gripping his hips, I pulled Leopold toward me and took his erection into my mouth. My tongue lashed at its underside, causing him to hiss. Sebastian continued his gentle thrusts, his eyes glued to my mouth, which was doing its best to devour Leopold whole.

“Wills,” Leopold purred. “This new sexual position suits you.”

Sebastian’s hands massaged my breasts. “By the end of the summer, I’ll bet you’ll be taking all three of us with ease.”

A bolt of arousal shot through my core. I pictured myself straddling Sebastian while I pleasured Prakash with my mouth, and Leopold took my ass from behind. My eyes crossed, and a groan reverberated in the back of my throat.

I closed my lips around Leopold’s length and tilted my head further back, so the tip of his erection wouldn’t get stuck in the roof of my mouth. He slid in and out of me with long, leisured thrusts that matched Sebastian’s relaxed pace. I hollowed out my cheeks to give Leopold some gentle suction and clenched the muscles of my core to give Sebastian a tight squeeze.

Both kings gave me appreciative growls, and Leopold reached down to stroke the side of my cheek. I smiled around my mouthful and swept my tongue from side to side over the part I knew he was most sensitive. Sebastian teased my nipples with his thumb and forefingers, sending jolts of ecstasy down to my twitching core.

They increased their pace, and Sebastian’s long, deep thrusts created a delicious friction that made the muscles of my core clench and spasm around his length. I rocked back against him, increasing the intensity, and a moan slipped from my lips.

Leopold shuddered and tweaked one of my nipples, sending a bolt of sensation down to my core that made it clench harder around a hissing and trembling Sebastian. It was a crazy feedback loop where each of the king’s actions affected me, and I passed on the pleasure to the other. Round and round we went, fucking, sucking, sliding, and clenching.

Our combined gasps and moans filled the air, and the boys’ pace quickened even further until I became a mess of sparking sensations and couldn’t tell who was doing what, only that I was about to implode.

Pleasurable shivers seized my nerve endings, and my muscles clamped around Sebastian’s length, making him stiffen. A loud groan slipped from his lips, but I continued clenching and spasming around his length. The ripples of ecstasy increased in intensity until my entire body felt like it would combust with pleasure.

As I cried out, Leopold swelled in my mouth, releasing pulse after pulse of warm, bitter fluid. I let it gather in the back of my throat when he stopped twitching, then I swallowed it in a single gulp and gave him my widest grin.

“You sexy, little minx.” His lips crashed onto mine, and he kissed me hard and deep, as though his tongue was searching for traces of his taste.

The phone rang. Sebastian pulled out of me and moved to the sofa where he placed the phone to his ear.

“It’s Grandfather.” Sebastian’s voice shook.

Leopold broke the kiss, and we both turned around.

Sebastian’s face had turned the color of diluted milk. “He’s been taken to hospital with chest pains.”

CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE

Sebastian stood at the sofa, the arm holding his phone slack. He bowed his head and breathed hard. I sat up on the double mattresses and glanced at Leopold, who flicked his head toward Sebastian, indicating for me to go to him. My chest tightened as I walked across the room. After the plane accident, Sebastian’s grandfather was the only family he had left. I didn’t get the impression that they were close, but this news still had to be a blow.

I wrapped my arms around Sebastian, who pulled me into his chest. His body had turned cold and clammy with shock. The sofa was behind us, so I guided him to sit and pulled a cashmere throw from the backrest and draped it around Sebastian’s shoulders.

“He’s going to die,” Sebastian whispered. “A second heart attack will certainly kill him.”

“Where is he?” I tucked the throw around itself at the front and wrapped my arms around his broad frame.

“Royal Sussex County Hospital. Brighton.”