Page 92 of Princes of Sin


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“Yes.”

I can’t believe how much his words affect me, and as Lachlan’s thumb comes to my swollen nub, I explode unexpectedly. My eyes roll back into my head and Lachlan’s breathing turns ragged as his fingers dig into the flesh on my arse.

“That’s it, darling,” Otto says. “Look at you losing control.”

“Fuck, Charlotte–” Lachlan growls.

I look down at his heavy cock pumping inside of me.

When he’s finished, he holds me down and kisses me reverently. I kiss him back, groaning when his cock twitches inside of me.

“Thank you,” he murmurs.

He lays me down and pulls out. I feel sticky wetness trickle down my thigh, but Max walks up to me and uses his finger to push it back inside.

“Clench,” he murmurs.

I bite my lower lip and do as he says, and when he’s finished edging it back in, he knocks my knees apart and comes between them.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Breed me,” I say, meaning it as a tease.

However, something dark passes over his eyes, and when he presses inside of me, he’s not gentle.

“Fuck yes,” he whispers, leaning back and hiking one of my legs over his left shoulder. “You’re so fucking wet with Lachlan’s cum.”

“I want yours,” I tell him, reveling in the way my words seem to affecthim.All the guys are pretty dominant, and as much as I love submitting to them, it gives me a thrill when I can makethemlose control. With that in mind, I clench my cunt tightly around his shaft, and he hisses in pleasure.

“Fuck, Lottie–”

“I want every last drop,” I murmur. “Take what’s yours, Max.”

He groans, and I can tell by the way his hips stutter that he’s close. “Christ, I’m going to–”

I squeeze him, panting as he pulses inside of me. When he’s finished, he gently lowers my leg and pulls out. His finger plugs me up instantly, and I squirm when he curves it against my wall, teasing me.

“Halfway done,” Max says, and then he pulls his finger out and stands.

“Sit up,” Otto says. “Keep your legs closed.”

It’s difficult to do as he asks, but Lachlan helps me sit up without spilling any of the liquid inside of me. Crossing my legs, Otto lays down on the soft rug.

“Lay on top of me, back to chest, darling.”

My brow furrows as I do what he asks, and even though he’s much larger than me, I still feel like I’m crushing him.

“Open your legs,” he murmurs, and when I do, he uses one hand to work his cock inside of me.

“There you go. Fuck, Lottie. You feel incredible tonight.”

He drives his hips up and back, pistoning into me relentlessly. In my peripheral vision, Alex stands over me, fully clothed and stroking his shaft.

“Go ahead,” Otto rasps.

I moan when Alex lowers himself so that he’s holding himself up and hovering over me. When I look between us, my eyes go wide.

“You won’t fit–”