“Keep in mind, I don’t like a liar. Are you a liar, Boss?”
I still didn’t reply.
I wasn’t sure what I wanted, except I was certain whatever I was doing with these guys, I wasn’t interested in stopping. No chat with my parents…no book or movie…no sex education at my old school could have prepared me for what I’d gotten myself into.
“You can kneel, if you’d like,” Sy said. “It doesn’t mean anything. It won’t make you a knight by doing it, if that’s something you’d like to try.”
As usual, his words had a way of disarming me.
I took a place beside Two, dropping to one knee. Two turned, offering a friendly smile. Not like he was judging me for my submission.
As I gazed back up to Sy, he wore a much more mischievous grin. He knew damn well he’d won the game we’d been playing since I’d met him. His excitement about his success thrilled me in a way I couldn’t wrap my thoughts around. Although, trying to grasp what was going on when it came to King and his knights seemed futile.
Sy pushed to his feet, approached me, and caressed under my chin with his forefinger. “Yes, yes, Boss. You have been so good to us, and now I want to give you what I’ve been so cruelly withholding. Would you like that?”
“Yes.”
“Yes…what?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
I’d called him that several times since I’d started playing with him and his knights.
Usually as a joke.
“First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win.” Whoever said that might have been onto something there.
Sy beamed. “Are you ready to be honest with yourself? Are you ready to join us? Come on, Boss. Become one of my knights, and you can have so much more than my ass for an evening.”
He trailed his forefinger along my jawline, pushing his thumb against my cheek. His touch was electric, sparking life in me as it always managed to.
“We can all escape the world for just a moment,” he continued. “The fleeting highs we experience when we’re inside each other can offer us a moment of peace. Give yourself to us, and we can share so much.”
That’s when it fucking hit me—he’d never planned to give me his ass unless I joined his knights. Fucking bastard.
“Is that it? Is that what you were planning all along?” I rolled my eyes and stood. I figured Sy would be surprised or annoyed by my defiance, but his expression didn’t waver.
He continued looking into my eyes. “Planning?”
“Yeah, you lead me on, keep dragging this shit out, and then trick me into being one of your brainwashed crew. No thank you.”
I started to turn when I felt his hand on my shoulder. My feet froze in place. Whether I liked it or not, I was no longer confused about why these guys stuck around.
Sy was special…different…and he fascinated the hell out of me, surely as much as he had with the rest of the guys.
“Is that what you believe? No, Boss. I withheld this ass because I knew keeping it from you was what you really wanted.”
“Bullshit.”
“It’s true, though, isn’t it? Those things that are kept at a distance, that taunt us for some time, are cherished that much more when we finally get a taste. But as a sign of good faith, I will give you what you really want tonight. I’ll give you that and more without you needing to pledge allegiance to me like that. But…only tonight. After, you must decide if you want to join us or if you’ll leave it behind.”
I relaxed. At least I’d have a chance to have the very thing that had me coming back again and again.
Maybe he hadn’t tried to trick me as much as I’d believed.
Maybe he wasn’t all that wrong about what I was finding myself starting to want.
I chased the thought away.
Sy added, “Come on. Let’s head into the bedroom.”
I should leave.
But I knew I wouldn’t.
7
Two
Oh, Boss had underestimated King.
We all had…at first. Perhaps that’s how King had gotten into my head to begin with.
He had a talent for reading people, understanding them on a deeper level. It was almost a magical ability, and even though my logic informed me that it had to be simply nonverbal clues, something he could read better than most, I couldn’t help but imagine some mystical element to it all. Because my life with my King had been full of magic and wonder.
He hadn’t been wrong about calling me a liar when I met him. I had been lying to myself for so long, about what I wanted, about who I was. Each day we spent together, I learned more about myself, including in that particular instance when he ordered me to bottom for Boss.
It wasn’t just Boss who was having to experience things for the first time, and while it was initially uncomfortable, Boss knew what he was doing, made sure to take his time and care with my hole, and it was something that made me respect him. Especially since I hadn’t been much more than a prick to him since we met.
Mainly because I couldn’t figure out what the hell King saw in that asshole.
And maybe, partly, because I felt more for King than I could admit, considering the rules. The rules I’d signed on to as a knight. The rules Boss would have to become familiar with if he was to ever really join our crew.
King led Boss, followed by the knights, into the master bedroom.
As I crossed the threshold, a thrill coursed through me. It was exhilarating, making me think of the fun we’d be having together now that we’d arrived at our favorite spot.
We stripped down, as per our regular routine.
The first few times, Boss had been so on edge, so unsure of how to navigate the experience, but now it was clear he’d adapted, rather quickly, to the dynamics of the knights. He stripped and turned around, and my dick hardened at the sight.
According to his ID, which King had asked me to check during one of his trips to the house, he was five feet eight, but he must’ve had a growth spurt since that was noted, because he was at least two inches taller than that. Of course, not nearly as tall as the rest of us. He had a sexy build, his abs defined, his arms more impressive than his chest, but I was lucky as far as bulking up in my chest. He kept the sides of his light-brown hair short, with longer bangs that he gelled to the side. And then there was that dick that gave me a run for my money. Maybe it was one of the reasons I was so fucking jealous from the moment King had selected him. I knew what King found so appealing, but I was used to being the biggest of the knights, and it pained me to know that Boss could give him that much more pleasure than me.
Meanwhile, I was just Two. Stupid Two. The Stupid part didn’t bother me as much as it had One, but Two…really? After all the time I’d spent with King. Nearly three years, watching three other knights exiled after transgressing against our King’s rules.
Two… After all I felt for him…
No, no. I couldn’t think about that. It was against the rules.
Feelings were forbidden.
Rule Three.
If there was a rule I had to keep reminding myself of more and more the longer I shared time with King, that was the one.
Hole retrieved condoms and lube from the nightstand, and King said, “Lie down on the edge of the bed, Boss.”
Boss obeyed, but he looked at King like he wondered what he was up to.
He certainly knew enough about King by now to realize it wouldn’t be as easy as getting inside his ass, but that must’ve been part of what kept bringing him back. King was a beautiful enigma, a burst of light in the dark world, a god made flesh.
I hadn’t always felt that way, but the more I’d had the privilege of getting to know him, the more I discovered how amazing he was, the more I felt this must’ve been the case.
Boss obeyed Sy’s demand, lounging on the mattress.
“Just one request more before you can have me the way you’ve been wanting,” King said.
Surely, Bo
ss felt he’d suffered enough by that point, but if he didn’t sign on to be a knight, he would never really know what it meant to suffer with King.
“You’ll have to take each of my knights first.”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Boss said, sitting up, glancing around at us.
King hadn’t told us what he was up to. He rarely told us whatever was on his mind, but the idea of getting to be inside Boss thrilled me. At first, I assumed it might have been good to get him back for the way he’d taken my ass a few times since he’d started messing around with us. But I couldn’t deny I wanted to for other reasons as well. I bet he’d like my cock. I wanted to give it to him.
King had done a good job breaking him down too. The Boss who had shown up that first time would have already stormed out. He would have refused and maybe even fucking spit on the floor to show his disdain for us all before moving along.
But Boss sat there, contemplating his decision, how much humiliation he was willing to endure at the hands of the King and his knights.
His gaze shifted to me. He looked annoyed, maybe as annoyed as I’d been at having to take him that first time.
But damn, he’d taken good care of me. He’d taken his time, opened me up, and when he hit my prostate with that thing, well, I couldn’t help but feel good.
“Have I been dishonest with you at any point?” King asked.
Boss shook his head. He couldn’t have appeared less excited about the idea if he’d tried.
“You’ll get this ass tonight,” King went on, “but you have to earn it.”
Boss continued looking at me as though I was the asshole he was nervous about. “I’m guessing that includes him?” Boss asked, nodding to me.
“Yes, it does,” King said.
“You were good to me, Boss,” I said. “I’ll do the same for you in return.”
His expression relaxed, though it was clear he was still debating.
“Come on,” King added. “Do it for me. For this ass I want to be yours so bad, Boss. Let my knights have you, and then you can have me. Get it out of your system the way you have wanted to since the first day we locked eyes.”
I figured Boss and I both wanted to walk the fuck out right then. I didn’t want King getting Boss’s cock in his hole…after all, what use would he have for me then?
Boss lay back on the bed, hitting his face with his palm. “Okay, let’s get it over with.”
“Now to decide who will go first…” King mused.
“I’ll do it,” I said, not meaning to speak out of turn.
King eyed me curiously, as if surprised by how quickly I’d volunteered, since I hadn’t made any secret of how much disdain I had for his newest interest. In fact, when he’d first talked to me about him at the frat party we’d attended, I’d been nothing but dismissive of the guy. He looked like any other average frat kid. Nothing special about him. Nothing worthy of my King. But I’d been wrong. There was definitely something special about him.
King nodded, smiling as though reading my mind, as though he knew how much I wanted to be inside Boss’s ass, owning it the way he had owned mine.
Hole approached me, condoms and lube in hand, as I moved over to Boss, who glared up at me, his expression full of suspicion and concern.
I leaned down and folded my arms into the crook of his legs, drawing him closer to me, moving with care so that he’d know I wasn’t planning to tear my way in. One snatched a condom from Hole and rolled it on my cock. It was a hell of a lot easier to mess around with guys as a team, since we could all do our part. Even King made sure to lube me up real quick.
I held my hand out for him to offer more lube on my fingers, which I slid along Boss’s crack before making my way into his hole. Tight. So fucking tight. I imagined mine had been as tense before he’d fucked me.
“Gonna have to loosen this up a bit if you’re gonna get all these dicks in you.”
His hole’s grip firmed around my fingers, and I could read the tension all over his expression.
“That was a joke,” I assured him.
“Ha-ha,” he dragged out facetiously. “Just get it going.”
“Well, at least now you know how it feels.”
“No, I don’t. I won’t really know until you get that big-ass thing inside me.”
King smiled as he rubbed Boss’s chest gently. “Just remember there’s a prize at the end.” He winked in that cruel, teasing way he had. He shifted aside, and Boss looked at his ass as though making sure it was worth the effort.
I said, “It really will be as good as you think.” It was more than I wanted to share, but considering I’d been in the position to put up with the same bullshit to tap that, I wanted him to know that all the games would eventually get him to his desired destination, as King had promised.
King was a lot of things.
Guarded, yes.
Careful, yes.
Secretive…most definitely.
And while there was the occasional misdirection with his wording, he was always careful with his words, made sure to never tell an outright lie. Not that I knew of, at least. The fact that he was so honest with the knights was something I always figured was one of the reasons we stuck around.
We all had our insecurities, all had the shit that had drawn us to King and him to us, and despite the fucked-up games, he was one of the few people in this world I actually trusted.
While Boss took deep breaths as I lined my cock up with his hole, I rested my hand on his abs, stroking the way King did, gently, his muscles seeming to relax as I continued caressing. As I started to push my cock against his hole, I felt it tense up even more.
“Okay, maybe just one sec before we get there,” I said, moving back and stooping down. I buried my face against his ass, taking a lick.
God, that fuckhead tasted so damn good. I couldn’t help myself. I licked again and again before sliding my finger back in, offering a massage as Boss moaned. Yeah, bet right then he wasn’t thinking about what an asshole I’d been to him, just appreciating that I knew how to work a man up.
King had taught me well.
I’d been an apprentice in the art of satisfying men before His Majesty, but after…oh, he’d made me a fucking professional. I could make a bottom squeal. And I was sure I could make a top-happy guy like Boss do the same.
I pushed another finger in his hole, continuing my work as I rimmed him.
I checked in with the other guys, watched Hole getting ready to shove inside One, who was bent over, lying against the mattress, beside us. They had a certain chemistry between them, so neither ever had a problem starting up the fun in that department.
King lay stretched out at Boss’s side. He leaned down and took a kiss.
My jealousy intensified. Some sadistic part of me wanted to make Boss pay. Just shove my cock in, maybe even a little too fast, but that was some twisted fantasy I wouldn’t force Boss to endure, not when he had been so good to me—too good to me, really.
I stood back up, lining my cock with his hole, restraining myself as I pushed the head against it, easing my way inside. Relishing how his hole welcomed my dick. “A little looser now, aren’t ya?”
He snickered, breaking his kiss with King. “Maybe I’ll be a better bottom than you. Who knows?”
“Fuck that. I’m the best at whatever I do, but we’ll see.”
I returned to stroking Boss’s abs as I pushed within him. Holy fuck, was that what it had felt like for him to be inside my hole? Had I been this tight for him? Must’ve been, given his size, which prompted King to go down on him while I continued working my way in. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation, and when I opened them again, Boss was looking at me—right at me.
“Is that a smile on your face?” I asked.
“Didn’t realize you’d be so considerate.”
King took a break from sucking Boss’s dick to tell him, “Two’s always considerate.”
I slid a little farther inside him, and his b
ody arched, his eyes rolled back, and his face flushed.
“Must’ve gotten your prostate just then,” I said.
“Yup. That’s the spot right there.” His face tensed up. “Ooh.” I slowed down, but his eyes widened as he looked at me. “No, no. Keep going like that.”
I laughed. “Mmmm…didn’t realize how much you needed my dick, did ya?”
He smiled, tucking his head low for a moment. I pushed again, and his smile expanded as he moaned out loud. “Holy hell,” he muttered as I picked up the pace. It was nice being able to work into a stride within him, King continuing to blow him.
As I sped up, Boss arched a brow and asked, “That all you got, Two?”
It was apparent he wanted me to give it to him good, and I didn’t care to disappoint, not when Boss had offered me such great service whenever he’d had to fuck me.
The bed shook furiously, and I hadn’t noticed, but Hole and One had migrated onto the bed, One stretched out under Hole as he took his dick. They kissed in a frenzy. It was always hot watching them, that magical chemistry they shared as they fucked like wild animals.
I locked my arms around Boss’s thighs, moving even faster, pushing to get as deep as I could as it was evident that he could more than handle what I had to give him. I writhed about in pleasure as King and I did our best to satisfy him.
“Your Majesty, I’m getting close. Need to switch it out.”
King took a break from his duties to Boss’s cock, telling One it was his turn.
One slid out from under Hole, readied his own condom on his dick, and tagged my hand.
“Oh my God,” Boss said, blushing, as One worked to get inside him.
I was surprised by the sweltering heat that roused in my chest. I was used to it when the guys messed around with King. Never felt it when Hole or One messed around with each other, but as One was taking that ass I was just in, I found myself jealous as hell. Angry, even.
Had I lacked self-restraint, I’d have been liable to clobber the hell out of One. As though he’d fucking taken a man from me, which wasn’t what was happening at all.
I did my best to stifle my pain as I worked my way into King’s ass. Yes, that would do the trick, make me feel better about the whole damn thing. It offered me some distraction as One took his turn, followed by Hole.
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