Royally Claimed (The Triple Crown Club #2)

“Yes,” she whispered, her cheeks flushed and her eyes locked on the scene in front of us.


We moved to an empty couch along the far wall.

“Sit on my lap,” Killian murmured. The sofa wasn’t big enough for four, but I knew the man had all sorts of other reasons.

Not that I could blame him in the slightest.

I imagined Anya’s tight little ass squirming in my lap as she watched what was about to happen unfold.

Lucky bastard.

She grinned, her eyes saying she knew exactly what we were thinking.

“Smooth,” she whispered. “Picking the small couch?”

Killian grinned.

We sat and she moved onto his lap. The girl in front of us began to suck her three men one at a time, stroking two while she moaned around the third. Spit dripped from their slick shafts as they groaned, hands reaching down to cup her chin, play with her breasts and nipples, and pull her hair into a fist as she slurped on their cocks.

Anya shifted, swallowing hard.

“You okay?” Jace asked.

“Very much so,” she said breathlessly.

The men moved the girl onto a low, padded table. One went between her legs, pushing her knees back as he ran his tongue up and down her slick pussy. Anya gasped, shifting in Killian’s lap and squeezing her thighs together.

He groaned, and she moaned quietly. And I knew she could feel my buddy’s big cock grinding against her ass.

“Enjoying yourself?” I murmured.

She nodded. “Uh-huh.”

“Good,” I pulled her head around and kissed her neck. “Keep watching,” I murmured, my lips sucking on her earlobe. She moaned quietly, grinding on Killian’s lap as I kissed her neck.

In front of us, the girl gasped as one of the other men moved to her breast, kissing her nipples and stroking her skin. The third guy stood by her head, and Anya moaned as the girl began to tongue his heavy balls and stroke his shaft.

The man between her legs rose, and she cried out as he slipped the head of his cock against her wet pink pussy and eased inside. She moaned, bucking her hips and he pushed her knees back and started to fuck her, hard. Slick sound filled the room as his thick cock pumped in and out of her tight little slit.

Anya gasped, and I glanced down to see Jace’s hands moving over her full tits. I knew she’d stop us if we went too far, but the look of pure lust on her face said it all.

Her hand dropped to my leg, squeezing my thigh as she watched the foursome unfold in front of us. My hand moved to her breast as well — Jace and I each taking a side and rolling her nipples through her thin dress.

She moaned, her hips moving in a circle as she ground on Killian’s erection. Her hand moved higher on my leg, and when she found the huge bulge at my crotch, her eyes went wide.

She turned, kissing me hungrily.

“Is this okay?”, she whispered.

“Everything’s okay here,” I groaned.

“I— this is crazy.”

“You’re allowed to be crazy here.”

Her hands started stroking me through my pants.

“I— I want you,” she said, her voice heavy with lust. “I don’t know about that—” She nodded at the men and the girl, her moving onto her knees and straddling one of her men.

“But, I want—”

“We’ll go as far as you want,” I growled.

She whimpered, her fingers tugging down my fly. She reached in, moaning as her fingers slipped over my big cock.

“This feels so dirty.”

“Good,” Killian growled, his hands grabbing her waist and pulling her tight against his erection. “Maybe for tonight you can be our dirty girl.”

She moaned.

Loudly.

People turned, nodding before they turned back to the show.

I groaned as her fingers wrapped around my cock, pulling my considerable length out and stroking me.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” she whispered, her eyes growing wide. She turned, and I watched as she did the same to Jace.

Fuck, this was happening. And the best part was, this wasn’t just “some fun,” and she wasn’t just “some girl.”

I saw the way my friends were looking at her, and knew it was the same with them.

We wanted her. Not just her body and not just for one night. But we wanted her. Everything. Every part of her, even the parts she wasn’t letting us see yet - the parts deep inside.

I groaned as she started to stroke both of our cocks, her face a mask of lust as she ground on Killian’s still-trapped erection. He finally growled, lifting her small body up a little and reaching beneath her. He pulled his thick dick out, stroking it against her thigh as he pulled her short little cocktail dress up higher.

She gasped, moaning as her panties were exposed to the room. But then, everyone was watching the girl on the low table getting fucked hard while she took turns drooling on the other two guys’ cocks.

Killian slid his cock against her soaked panties, his length rubbing against her slit through her panties. He started pumping his hips, like he was fucking her creamy thighs, and Anya moaned wildly, her small hands pumping Jace and me.

In front of us, one of them groaned, pulling away from the girl’s mouth and moving behind her. He crouched over her ass, his fingers reaching down to play with her asshole while his friend fucked her from underneath.

Anya moaned, her eyes going wide.

“Is he—”

“Just watch, beautiful,” Jace groaned, his hand moving back to her breast and rolling a nipple under his thumb.

The man behind the girl stroked his big dick as he crouched down, easing the head against her tight ass. She moaned like a woman possessed as he started to press in, his fat head slowly prying her tight little butt apart. The man roared and the girl under him screamed in ecstasy as he popped the head inside, and then slowly began to feed every inch of his cock up her ass.

And Anya went wild. She started pumping Jace and me faster, her hips bucking against Killian’s shaft. The blonde hair tousled across her face as her eyes half-closed in pleasure.

This might have been new to her, but damn was she into it.

The man at the woman’s front moved back, pushing his cock into her mouth. The three of them began to move in unison, slowly pumping in and out of her together, and then moving faster. Hard muscles bunched and hands held her tight as they claimed her. Thick cocks slid in and out of the girl between them, at this point constantly orgasming, her screams of pleasure filling the room.

Anya was gasping, losing herself in all of this and jumping head first into playing the part of the naughty girl that night. Her hands stroked us faster and faster, and before we knew it, Jace and I were reaching over, pulling the top of her dress down over her perfect tits, and moving our lips to her nipples.

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