29. King

TWENTY-NINE

king

IT WAS OFFICIAL. I'd lost control of this night. And as I lay there under the starlit sky, I realized the two smirking down at me with shiny, wet lips had stolen it right out from under me.

Greedy, greedy boys…

Somewhere between East and Zac making out, and then using those hungry mouths to drive me crazy, they'd done the impossible—made me forget who was in control. Something they seemed particularly pleased with as Zac lazily stroked his spent cock and East wiped my cum off the corner of his lip. But if they thought things were about to end there, they'd forgotten who they were dealing with.

That was just the appetizer. They were the main course, and it was time to remind them of who was in charge on this island.

I grabbed hold of East's wrist and dragged him down on top of me. "Proud of yourself?" I asked as I brought his thumb to my mouth and nipped at it.

"Yeah, I am. You come like a fucking beast. Makes me hard as hell."

He wasn't lying. The two of them had come as hard as I had just now, but youth and a healthy dose of lust had their cocks standing up to meet mine.

I looked over East's shoulder to Zac, who was watching us, his eyes hooded with arousal, and an idea took root. One that had been offered to me at a time and place I was unable to accept.

But here and now was a very different scenario.

"You once told me you'd show me what a greedy bottom my TA is for you… Do it now."

East gave an immoral smirk as he glanced over his shoulder at Zac.

"Bend him over me instead of the desk."

Zac sucked in a harsh breath, clamping his hand tight around his shaft as East moved off me and I spread my legs wide, showing off my freshly erect cock.

It was insane how ready to go I was again but I wasn't about to question it, not when I had these two gorgeous men raring and willing to go.

East got to his feet and sauntered to the end of the blanket to where a picnic basket of supplies had been provided, and I gestured for Zac to move between my thighs. He did so without a word, licking along his lip that was swollen from sucking me, and fuck, he'd never looked sexier.

"Bring that teasing tongue down here," I said, and Zac lowered over me, bracing his hands on my chest. Then he traced the tip of his tongue along my lower one, eliciting a rumbling growl from deep within me. His smile against my mouth told me he liked that, a whole fucking lot."Bold tonight, aren't we?" I whispered, and smoothed my hands down his warm skin to his ass. "East rubbing off on you?"

Zac rolled over me, aligning our cocks in a delicious rub that would be forbidden under normal circumstances. "I don't feel East anywhere right now, do you?"

"No." I grunted, digging my fingers into the soft, round globes of his ass. "But you're about to, real soon."

Zac tipped his head back and rocked a little faster over me as East walked back, a bottle of lube in hand.

"Speak of the devil…" I said, craning up to bite at Zac's chin. "East is going to help me get you ready. Get up on your knees—open yourself up for him."

Zac groaned and lowered his forehead to my chest, but did as he was told, moving to his knees as I held his delectable ass wide.

"Fuck." East's eyes zeroed in on the hole now spread open to him, and he uncapped the bottle. "Your ass has never looked better than with your professor holding it open for me."

"Little prince…" I warned.

"What? It's true. Your skin against his is fucking perfection. I wish I could see your dueling dicks."

"For fuck's sake, East," Zac growled, and pushed himself back. "Should've muzzled you."

"Maybe," the smartass said, and sank to his knees. "But then I couldn't do this."

East ducked his head, and the next thing I felt was his tongue snaking a wet path up the channel I was holding wide, stopping here and there to tease at my fingers.

Zac cursed and buried his face in the crook of my neck as his hips rocked a little faster, then East poured a generous amount of lube down the crack of his ass and added his fingers to the mix. He stroked, stretched and teased Zac until his dick was dripping pre-cum all over mine.

East, it turned out, was a menace in every fucking way. Even when it came to topping his horny friend.

"Enough, James ," I gritted out when my dick threatened an early release. "Get in him or I will."

East looked at me over Zac's shoulder and shook his head. "Not this time, Big Poppa."

Damn if his barbs didn't make my cock ache even more as he put his lips to Zac's tailbone and dragged his tongue up his back, his eyes locking with mine. East wasn't intimidated by me at all, and that was as frustrating as it was sexy—not that I'd ever let him know that.

"This greedy bottom is mine tonight." East slapped Zac's ass and straightened up on his knees, gripping his dick. "You just hold him open for me."

His eyes glittered as bright as the stars twinkling overhead as he lined himself up with Zac's body and slowly sank inside. The pleasure-filled moan that vibrated through Zac as his body surged over the top of mine had me gripping his hips to keep him in place.

"I want to see you," I told him, wanting to watch his eyes glaze over when East made him fly. "Brace your hands by my head and look down at me."

Zac pushed up, kneeling over me, and when East shoved inside him this time, Zac's eyes practically rolled to the back of his head.

"Again, James," I ordered East, finding Zac's cock and wrapping it in my fist to give it a good pull.

"Oh fuck," Zac said.

"Take him again," I barked out, and East slammed home a second time. "That's it," I said, watching Zac closely as his lips parted on each hard thrust and his cock pulsed.

He really was a greedy bottom. His dick never softened.

"You like it hard, don't you? You like letting go…"

Zac bit into his lower lip, the look of ecstasy blurring his eyes telling me all I needed to know. East gave Zac exactly what he wanted, and that was why the two of them worked. He needed someone to deliver the kind of hard, fast fuck East was giving, and be arrogant enough to make sure he was good at it. And as East's hips began an unrelenting pace behind Zac, it was obvious they'd perfected this act.

"I know you can come with a cock in you—you proved that with me the first night here." I looked to East. "Take him the way you wanted to that day in my office."

"Fuck." East jammed his hips forward, penetrating Zac in one rough slide. "You better be close."

My eyes cut back to Zac's hooded ones. "He's close."

I arched my hips up so I could circle both of our shafts in my hand, and a rush of air left the man between us.

"That's it," I urged as Zac shoved his dick through my fist and East followed with the forward movement. The two of them seemed to sync up and find a matching pace that showed just how in tune they were with each other.

It was a beautiful thing to watch, a memory I knew I'd be recalling for a long time after tonight, as the flickering of the torches cast shadows over the three of us. The tangle of hands, legs, and sweat-slicked bodies mixed with the smell of salt, flowers, and sex to create a feast for the senses that played along to the soundtrack of crashing waves and heavy breathing.

Perfection…

It wasn't a word I would've ever thought to put in the same sentence as the three of us, but that's how it felt in that moment.

Sheer, utter perfection.

"King," Zac moaned as he shoved back, his arms trembling. "East…"

"Right fucking here," East answered, digging his fingers into Zac's hips.

"I need?—"

"I know," East answered. "I got you."

Zac's eyes held mine. "I want you to come with me."

"Issuing orders now?"

"Wants…" Zac panted as I gave us a long, strong stroke. "I love feeling you pulse against me… I want to feel you explode all over me."

"Dirty Zac." I brushed my thumb over the head of his dick, making him shudder. "Who knew?"

"Me," East said, picking up his pace, his cock now knocking Zac's prostate, rendering him completely speechless. " I fucking knew."

"Then show me how you get him there."

East smoothed a hand up to Zac's shoulder and gripped it tight, then began to hammer into him like he'd never get a chance to again. Zac reveled in every rough thrust, every bite of East's nails into his hips, and every strong pull I gave to his cock.

His body was being used in the most delicious way possible, and he was loving every fucking minute of it. So much so that when he started to tremble, his arms gave out, and he collapsed onto me, trapping my stroking hand. That didn't stop East, though—he continued his sensual assault, and seconds later Zac stiffened. His dick pounded in time with mine, and as he buried his face in my neck and cried out, East railed into him one last time.

My shout matched East's as our climaxes hit, and as he threw his head back in unbridled ecstasy, Zac's warm, sticky cum coated my hand and stomach, to mix with mine.

The night hadn't gone to plan at all. I thought I'd be in control, but I was wrong.

But as the two stunning men I'd shared it with collapsed onto the blanket beside me, I couldn't help but think that in this case, I didn't mind being wrong—not one little bit.