Arranged love

EMILEE

I EXIT THE shower and grab the white towel off the hook on the wall. Wrapping it under my arms, I tuck the corner into itself between my breasts.

I’ve been staying at Kingdom with Titan for a week now. I spend the day with my mother; it’s been tolerable since George is still gone on his work trip. I’m hoping his getaway plane crashed down in the Atlantic somewhere. But I’m not sure my luck is that good.

My mother doesn’t talk about him. I think she’s giving up on trying to sell me on the idea of them together. And she just hasn’t had the energy.

I haven’t had any jobs since that one as a Queen. But it paid pretty well. It wouldn’t pay my mother’s bill a hundred percent, but it’s enough for me to survive. But at this point, I can’t get her to take any of my money. She says George has it covered.

Fuck that cunt bastard!

I step up to the white marble countertop and look at myself in the mirror. My hair is up in a messy bun because I didn’t wanna get it wet and have to bother with drying it here. My face now clear of makeup after scrubbing the layers off from my night. I worked with Jasmine as a ring card girl earlier this evening again. Grave fought in the main event and of course kicked ass. After we were done, she tried to talk me into going out. I didn’t want to, and I wasn’t quite in the mood to go to bed either. Titan went off to Grave’s private room after his fight to be with the rest of the Kings, so I came up to their Royal Suite and ran on the treadmill for thirty minutes. I needed to clear my head. Try to figure out my plans for the future. I can’t be a queen forever.

“Half God Half Devil” by In This Moment plays softly through the speakers in the ceiling.

I go to remove my towel and start getting dressed but stop when I hear voices on the other side of the door. Stepping back from the mirror, I turn to face it just as it opens. Bones and Titan both enter.

“Call him again,” Bones snaps, just as his already narrowed blue eyes meet mine. He comes to a sudden stop.

Titan shoves a hand through his hair, looking over at him. “The fucker …” His words trail off as he realizes Bones stopped and follows his line of sight. He too halts when his eyes meet mine. The door gently closes behind them, caging me in.

My heart begins to pound in my chest at the sight of them together. The three of us. In one room. I haven’t seen Bones since he kissed me in his office last week. And last time I saw Titan was this morning when I crawled out of his bed.

I open my mouth to say something-to explain what I’m doing in here-but nothing comes out.

I wait for them to excuse me or order me to leave the bathroom. But they remain standing perfectly still and silent.

I look over Titan in his dark jeans and plain black T-shirt. He has a silver-studded belt that has a chain leading to his back pocket. He wears a bracelet on his right wrist that matches it. His muscular arms make his shirt strain, showing me every defined muscle and all his tattoos.

Bones wears black slacks and a white button-down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His black ink that covers his arms and neck make him look out of place. Like he can’t decide if he wants to be the sinner or the saint.

They are both so different, yet so much the same, it scares me.

“Em,” Titan says my name, and I can’t hide the whimper that slips out from the roughness in his tone.

Fuck, these men have this way of making my body need them. They pull me in, and I’m not strong enough to fight them.

I lick my parted lips, “Sorry,” I mumble, not really knowing what I’m apologizing for exactly. I’m not doing anything wrong. I look down at the floor and force my heavy legs to take a few steps.

As I go to squeeze between them, a hand presses into my stomach, and my breath quickens as it brings me to a stop.

I look up and Titan stands there, his eyes looking into mine. I hope he doesn’t see the want in them. Or notice the way my body shakes.

I’m standing in a bathroom with both of them. Alone. And the only thing that separates me from them is a towel.

His eyes drop to where his large hand is pressed into the plush material, right over my navel. My eyes shoot to Bones. His baby blue eyes watch me without any emotion-giving nothing away.

The air in the room grows hotter; steam lingers from my shower, and I feel sweat bead on my forehead. “I should go,” I manage to whisper.

“Stay.”

My eyes widen at the single word Titan speaks, and my thighs tighten at what’s to come. When I don’t make a move to run, he steps forward and slowly walks around me, his hand remaining on my stomach over the towel. He comes to stand behind me and presses his front to my back. I moan when I feel his long and hard cock pressing into my lower back.

“Titan,” I pant, but my eyes go to Bones still standing before me, not saying a word. I’m not even sure he’s breathing.

Titan’s free hand comes up, and he wraps it around my neck, pulling my head back, and I swallow roughly against it. He lowers his lips to my ear, and whispers, “Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted, Em?” His hot breath makes my skin break out in goose bumps. “Don’t be shy now.”

His hand on my stomach slowly begins to travel south. I close my eyes due to shame ’cause I make no move to stop him.

“Look at him,” Titan orders, and my eyes snap open. His hand reaches the bottom of the towel-right below my pussy. He slides his hand between my legs, and my lips part as my breathing picks up. His fingers run along my pussy. “Soaking wet. Just like I expected.”

A choking sound escapes my lips, and my body heats from embarrassment. I wanna close my eyes or look away, but Bones demands my attention by just standing in front of me. His eyes still don’t give anything away, but the bulge in his pants does. “Titan,” I pant.

“Shh.” He coos as he slides a finger into me. “Let him watch you come, baby.”

My breath gets caught as he adds another one. His hand tightens around my throat, and his fingers become forceful.

I bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out while his fingers move in and out of me in a way that has heat running up my back.

“Say it,” Titan’s voice demands.

I close my eyes. God, please don’t make me …

“Beg me to make you come, Em. We wanna hear it.”

His fingers slow, and I whimper at the loss of that feeling that was growing. He chuckles from behind me, then I feel his breath on my ear again. “Look at Bones while you beg me to make you come, sweetheart.”

I’m having trouble breathing as it is with his hands pulling my throat back at this odd angle. His fingers stop altogether, and my stomach knots at the loss of what I was so close to getting.

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I open my heavy eyes and look up at Bones. His tatted arms are crossed over his chest, and his eyes are burning holes into mine. “Please,” I choke out.

“Please what?” Titan growls.

“Please make me come.” My voice shakes just as much as my legs. And Bones’s jaw sharpens at my words.

“My pleasure, sweetheart.” He thrusts his fingers roughly into me once again, and I can no longer fight it. My hands come up, my nails digging into his tatted forearm that holds my throat as a wave washes over me, pulling me down into the deep. My lips part, and I cry out into the bathroom while I come all over his fingers.

When I finally open my heavy eyes, I notice Bones is standing closer to us. So close that he has his hands over my towel, gripping my hips.

“Beautiful,” Titan whispers removing his fingers from my pussy, and I whimper at the loss of them.

Then without a word, he lifts his hand up that is covered in my arousal and Bones parts his lips, allowing Titan to place his two fingers in his mouth.

Bones’s eyes blaze down on me as he sucks them clean. “Does she taste as good as you remember?” Titan asks him, amusement in his voice.

Bones doesn’t answer. Instead, he removes his hands from my hips and lifts them. He gently tugs on the towel where I have it tucked into itself on my chest to keep it in place.

I don’t stop him. It’s been so long since he’s touched me.

It falls to the floor, and my breath gets stuck in my throat when he follows it, dropping to his knees. “Bones,” I pant.

“He wants a little more,” Titan says to me as he reaches up with his free hand and yanks my ponytail holder out of my messy bun. My hair falls down around my shoulders.

Bones grips my right thigh and lifts my shaky leg over his shoulder. I look down at him wide-eyed and in shock, silently begging him not to stop. Not to ask me if I really want this. Because I’m not sure I can lie and say no.

Titan lets go of my throat, and I take a deep breath, my chest rising and falling quickly. His now free hand lowers to grab my breast. I moan, closing my eyes when his other hand tangles in my hair. He yanks my head back, and I cry out when I feel Bones’s tongue lick over my throbbing pussy.

“Oh, God,” I pant.

Titan’s fingers pinch my nipple, and I stand on my tiptoes, letting out another cry of pleasure. Bones’s hand on my thigh squeezes to the point I know I’ll have a reminder of this tomorrow. Then his tongue enters me, and my body jerks involuntarily as my heart pounds in my chest. I’m gonna come again. “Please …”

Titan’s hand in my hair jerks my head to the side at an odd angle, and then his mouth is on mine. His lips devouring mine, swallowing my moans as Bones fucks my pussy with his tongue.

My head swims, my eyes fall shut, and my body heats once again. Every muscle tightens, and just as Titan pulls away, I scream out in pleasure into the bathroom from Bones on his knees with his head between my legs.

My legs buckle, and I go to crash to the floor, but Titan catches me. He slides an arm under my shaking knees and my back, cradling me to his chest. “Please,” I beg even though my mind says stop. I can’t take anymore.

“You want more, baby?” he asks.

My eyes begin to sting with embarrassment, but this may be my only chance to get what I’ve always wanted.

“Please.” My hands fist his shirt, and I bury my head into it. Then I feel us moving. A door is shoved open, and then I’m placed on my feet. I sway a little bit. I open my eyes to the dark room. We’re in the massage room, right off the bathroom. I remember walking in on Grave when he was in here with that blonde.

The walls are painted a dark gray, to help reduce lighting and there’s a large massage table in the middle, and a basket sits by the far wall with lotions and oils in it. A set of towels folded neatly next to it.

Titan gets my attention as he rips his shirt off and then he’s shoving his jeans down his muscular legs. He stands before me completely naked. Black and blue ink cover every inch of his arms, chest, and neck. His stomach is a sculptured perfection that shows off his six-pack. I like how he has a tattoo on his side, but that’s it as far as stomach. He’s got a black skull on his right pec that has a tilted crown on top of it with crossbones underneath. It’s what all the Kings have.

I turn to see Bones standing behind me. His blue eyes drop to my pussy, and he licks his wet lips. My shaking thighs are still wet from his head being between them. He’s still dressed in his button-down and slacks. I walk over to him, and his eyes meet mine. They give away nothing, but I can see he wants this too when my eyes drop to his slacks. He’s as hard as I am wet. I reach out and undo them. He stands completely still as I push them down, freeing his hard cock. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath them. My hand wraps around the base of it, and his body lightly jerks. My mouth begins to water when I feel the cold metal underneath-I count five piercings when my fingers run up his shaft. He never had those before. I want to taste him. Feel him. It’s been so long since we …

My body breaks out in goose bumps when I feel Titan come up behind me. His hand pulls my hair back and off my shoulders. He leans his lips down to my ear. “Wanna taste him like he did you?”

I bite my bottom lip nervously. I want to. God, how I want to. But what will Titan think of me?

He must sense my unease ’cause he speaks again. “Go ahead, baby. Let me watch him fuck your mouth.”