Cruel Kings by Skye Knight

18

Camilla

I watched the slowly rotating plate inside the microwave as it filled the entire room with the sound of loud pops. The enticing smell of butter and spices hung in the air as I waited for the popcorn to stop popping.

A small smile hovered on my lips. I’d been craving the comfort and familiarity of my small apartment the whole day.

The lavish dress I was forced to wear all day was lying crumpled in a laundry basket. Right now, I wore my favorite Harry Potter PJs and the thickest, fuzziest pair of socks I owned.

I was finally home.

The microwave beeped loudly. Pulling the glass door, I carefully held the popcorn bag and brought it out.

“Mmm,” I moaned softly, enjoying the smell of freshly made popcorn.

I took a bowl and tore open the bag, tipping out every last kernel. Leaning down, I inhaled the buttery aroma and sighed with joy.

With my flatmate away, I could spend the whole evening sitting before the TV and watching whatever I liked. Such a treat, I thought, hoping to comfort myself with some old episodes of ‘Friends’.

If I let myself dwell too much on what happened at Brian’s house yesterday, I’d end up falling down a spiral. I knew I had to talk to someone but at the moment, I didn’t trust anyone.

Besides, the most common and obvious solution anyone could give me was to speak to my mom, but there was no way I could do that, not when she was happy for the first time in her life.

I couldn’t take it away from her.

I’d just do my best to avoid the Amhurst brothers like today. While Caleb and Corey forced me to eat that sandwich this morning, Noah practically ignored me during the classes.

I can do this, I told myself.

I sat down in the only armchair in the apartment and switched on the TV. My hand was about to reach into the bowl of warm popcorn when the bell suddenly rang.

“Coming!” I called out.

The bell rang incessantly, causing me to nearly stumble on my way to the door. Irritation and anxiety flooded through me as I wrenched the door open, hoping it wasn’t something urgent or dangerous.

For a moment, I simply stared at the two handsome men before me.

Corey and Caleb leaned toward me with wicked grins on their faces.

Fear flooded through me. What were they doing here? Grabbing the door, I pushed hard, hoping to close it before they could get inside.

“Is that the way to treat your brothers, Milla?” Corey said in a mocking voice while Caleb pushed his shoulders against the door, preventing me from closing the door completely.

“I don’t want you here!” I shouted, doing my best to close the door but Caleb’s weight wouldn’t let me.

Corey pushed the door, nearly throwing me backward.

I stumbled.

Those few moments were enough for them to enter through the door and close it shut.

“Get out!” I shouted.

Caleb’s face was a mask of cold cruelty while Corey still grinned.

Corey took a step toward me, his gaze raking me from head to foot. “Nice fashion choice,” he said with a chuckle. “What are you? Still, five? Is that why you remained a virgin until we obliged?”

“You guys forced yourselves on me.” All the feelings I’d suppressed the whole day suddenly came to the surface. I hated them.

“Forced you?” Caleb said in a low, quiet voice. “Why didn’t you shout and call for help?”

“I didn’t want to ruin my mom’s happiness,” I said in a cracked voice. “You took advantage of that and hurt me. Did you enjoy ganging up on a helpless girl? Did it make you feel like men?”

Corey’s hand reached out toward me but before he could touch me, I slapped his hand away.

“Don’t touch me!” I screeched. “Get out of here. Now!”

Caleb pushed past Corey and grabbed my arm, pulling me against him.

My hand punched his rock-hard chest but it didn’t seem to have any effect on him. His hold on me didn’t loosen, only tightened.

Leaning in, he crushed his mouth against mine, forcing my lips to part by pushing his tongue in. I fought him, but his arms wrapped around me, caging me against his chest.

I was acutely aware of his taste, his smell, and even the way his breath fell on my face. Heat and fire surged through me, making me hate myself.

Squeezing my eyes, I did the only thing I could.

I bit his tongue.

Caleb threw me away from him, glowering at me with rage-filled eyes. His finger lightly tapped his tongue. A smear of blood coated the tip.

“She bit you?” Corey asked in a worried tone. “She likes doing that a lot.”

Caleb stayed quiet, glaring at me in a way that made my blood turn to ice. He was starting to scare me. Instinctively, I took a step back.

“You were such a good girl yesterday,” Corey said in a disappointed voice.

“This is my house,” I said, hating the way my voice trembled. “You can’t do what you want here. Mom’s not here either. So, I’m not going down quietly. I’ll fight you guys if you dare to touch me again.”

As a warning, I grabbed the heavy bowl which contained my popcorn. The thing was actually a large porcelain pudding dish my flatmate picked up at a garage sale.

“You’re really going to fight us?” Corey’s eyes darkened, mimicking the same calculative expression as his twin’s. He groaned, grabbing his crotch. “Fuck! All this fighting spirit is arousing me.”

“Don’t even dare!” I shouted.

Without warning, Caleb lunged forward, grabbing the bowl in my hand. Popcorn rained over us as we fought over it but within seconds, he’d snatched the heavy bowl from me.

He threw it away, letting it crash to the floor.

I jumped at the sound, stepping away as the bowl broke into thousands of shards of white porcelain.

Caleb strode forward, grabbing hold of my wrist.

“Let go!”

Ignoring me, he dragged me toward my room.

I tried my best to get out of his clutch but his fingers refused to loosen their grip. My bones seemed to ground together as he tightened his hold.

I cried out from the pain.

Dragging me easily, he threw me onto the bed.

My body crashed against the mattress. Before I could get up, Caleb was on me, his hands pinning my wrists over my head. His legs straddled my thighs, forcing me to lie on the bed.

“Get off me!” I shouted, my body twisting wildly underneath him. “Let go! I’m going to fucking kill you if you don’t! Let go!”

I shouted and cursed, but my breathing was slowly turning erratic. My chest rose and fell, and all my strength seemed to flow out of my limbs. I was exhausting myself.

My struggles had zero effect on the young man pinning me down to the bed. He simply watched me with dark, hooded eyes, waiting for his prey to tire out.

Corey entered the room and climbed onto the bed.

“Hold her down,” said Corey. “She’s wearing too many clothes. Best get them off her.”

I kicked my feet at him but he deftly caught them.

“Behave, babe,” Corey warned in a low, throaty growl. Grabbing onto the ends of my PJs, he peeled the pants off my legs.

“Get off me,” I bit out, kicking my legs and twisting my body, but Caleb held me steady.

I was panting by now. There was no way I could keep fighting them.

“Relax, Milla,” said Corey. “You’ll hurt yourself if you don’t calm down.”

A whimper escaped me. I’d never felt so helpless in my life.

Corey’s fingers danced up my thighs and dug into the waistband of my panties.

“Please, don’t,” I said with a sob as he took off my panties.

“Just relax,” Corey instructed. “I’m going to make you feel good. Be a good girl for me, Milla.”

There was a soft warmth in his voice. I looked over at him and found him staring at my pussy with a hungry look.

I didn’t believe him. They hurt me yesterday. Why would it feel good today?

“Hold her arms,” said Corey.

Caleb shifted, dragging my upper body onto his lap. His arms were like steel bands around me, preventing me from moving an inch.

Exhausted, I could barely struggle anymore. He held my arms tightly, making sure I wasn’t able to move as Corey settled between my legs.

I closed my eyes, bracing myself for more pain.

Corey’s fingers stroked over my pussy, sending shivers through my body.

I stiffened.

His fingers parted my pussy lips and surprisingly, I felt warm air skim over my bare skin. Next second, something hot and velvety touched my clit.

“Ohh!” I moaned. My eyes opened at that surprising feel against my throbbing clit.

“Relax, babe,” Corey said gently as he bent his head between my legs.

“What are you do—” My words were drowned by a loud moan.

Corey’s tongue rubbed circles over my sensitive nub. Pure electricity zinged through me, sending shivers of pleasure all over my body.

At the same time, I felt Caleb removing my bra. Corey’s tongue distracted me so badly, I didn’t even notice Caleb taking my top off.

Heat bloomed on my cheeks. I couldn’t believe I was lying naked between Caleb and Corey once again, this time on my own bed.

I didn’t want this to feel good but it was impossible. Pure pleasure rippled through me as Corey’s tongue lapped along my pussy lips and clit.

I moaned uncontrollably as my whole body throbbed with desire.

My insides clenched emptily. Suddenly, I wished there was a hot, pulsing cock buried inside me to soothe the throbbing ache in my pussy.

My body thrashed against Caleb’s uselessly. No matter how much I turned and twisted, there was no escape from the building pleasure inside me.

“Let go, Milla,” Caleb’s deep voice sounded in my ear. “It’s okay to take what he’s offering you.”

A whimper escaped me. My mind fought against my body’s desire.

“Don’t fight it,” Caleb whispered. His hands slowly slid down my shoulders and over my breasts.

A moan escaped me. It felt so good to have those warm hands squeezing my boobs and pinching my hardened nipples.

Suddenly, I couldn’t control myself any longer. With a cry, I felt all my resistance crumble as waves of intense pleasure thrashed through me, erasing all thought from my mind.

My mouth opened wide in a silent gasp as my body shuddered against Caleb’s. The rush of heat felt wonderful and for a few minutes, I lay limp between them.

Gradually, I became aware of Corey’s naked cock pressed against my pussy. He still wore his shirt but his trousers were missing. Almost unconsciously, I rubbed against him, enjoying the feel of every vein and bump against my aching clit.

Soft laughter escaped Corey. “For fuck’s sake, sugar. Just say you want my cock to make you feel better.”

My cheeks turned hot as I gazed up into his twinkling green eyes. “I don’t,” I lied.

He laughed in my face, grinding the length of his cock against my pussy.

Caleb’s hold on me was loose now. I could’ve thrown him off me easily but all my strength seemed to have seeped out of me. My mind was focused only on the incessant throbbing deep in my core.

I needed his cock in me. There was no denying what my body was demanding.

“Please,” I whispered, barely able to look Corey in the eye.

“Please, what?” Caleb’s voice sounded over. “Tell him what you want, Milla. He’s not going to force you. We’re giving you a choice today.”

Were they? I questioned myself.

“I need you inside me,” I said in a choked whisper. Embarrassment and shame flooded me, but I needed Corey to dampen the fires he’s lit inside me.

His cock’s head pressed against my opening. My pussy lips were so slick and wet, he glided inside my core in one hard thrust.

My eyes widened at the feel of a familiar sensation. My walls were being stretched to their limit by Corey’s thick cock. A groan escaped me, my body twisting in a way to accommodate him inside me.

Caleb tightened his hold on my wrist, keeping me in place for his brother.

There was no real need for him to be cautious. I wasn’t going anywhere. My limbs felt heavy and weak already.

Corey started moving inside me at a steady pace, groaning with deep grumbles of pleasure. “Fuck...”

“How does her pussy feel?” Caleb asked.

“So fucking hot,” Corey groaned, closing his eyes. “She’s dripping down my dick and onto my balls.”

I moaned helplessly, caught between pleasure and shame. Corey’s hard, swollen length felt extremely good against my tight channel.

A haze settled over me as his thrusts grew harder and faster. My body trembled with each time he plunged inside me.

He grabbed my legs and tucked them up, bringing them to rest on top of his shoulders. Pressing deeper, he plunged inside me with long thrusts at a perfect angle that grazed a particular spot.

Each time his cock hit me there, I felt tremors of pleasure cascading down me in waves, making me forget about every reason why this was all so wrong.

Corey’s thrust grew more desperate. My body crashed against the mattress of the bed with each powerful thrust. My limps felt like jelly, my mind lost in a haze of pleasure.

“Shit! I won’t last long,” Corey groaned. “She’s getting so tight.”

“She’s enjoying your cock,” said Caleb. “Just like yesterday, when she enjoyed mine and lied about it.”

I whimpered between them, feeling used and abused, but also delighting in the way my body felt.

Corey’s hand palmed my pussy, his slick fingers rubbing over my clit.

“No,” I moaned, not wanting to come again. There was only so much my body could take.

“Don’t stop,” Caleb ordered in a rough voice. “I love the way she looks right now. Look at those lips spread wide open. She needs my cock between them.”

“Her mouth is amazing too,” said Corey as he mercilessly attacked my sensitive nub.

Pleasure like I’d never felt before crashed over me. My body arched under him, my mouth gasping for air. A small cry escaped me as my inner walls squeezed hard against Corey’s cock.

Caleb grabbed my boobs and squeezed them hard, turning me into a gasping, whimpering mess.

Corey stopped teasing me, his hands shifting away to grip my thighs as he pounded inside me. “Ah, fuck,” he gasped out, going stiff and still for a moment.

Next moment, I felt the rush of white-hot liquid bursting deep inside me. Corey’s body shuddered against mine as he emptied himself completely.

“I waited way too long for this.” Staying buried inside me, he leaned into me and ran his tongue along the side of my neck. “You’re mine, Milla,” he hissed in a possessive voice and bit into my bottom.

I twitched underneath him as the bite turned painful.

Corey held himself over me, staring at me with a fierce intensity. “I want more,” he growled. I felt his cock grow harder inside me.

“Enough,” said Caleb. “She’s had enough for now. It’s my turn before you make her pass out completely.”

“She just looks small and innocent,” said Corey, his gaze raking over my naked body. “I want to fucking bite every inch of her body.”

A thrill of danger rushed through me. Corey’s intense gaze told me he spoke the truth. He was hungry for more.

Caleb shifted aside, letting my upper body rest on the mattress. “Get off her,” he commanded in a strict tone.

Corey cursed under his breath but obeyed his brother. He gently pulled out of me, leaving me to lie on the bed in a limp mess. His seeds dripped down my thighs but I had no energy in me to get up and clean myself.

“I’m sure she can go for another round,” said Corey.

“Stop it,” said Caleb. “Don’t you want her to think you’re nice like the rest of your girlfriends?”

“I am nice!” Corey protested.

“That’s what you want everyone to think,” said Caleb, positioning himself beside me. “Only I know what a sick perv you are.”

Aftershocks still shuddered through me as Caleb moved closer to me. I was still a boneless mess with barely any strength left in me, but I knew Caleb needed to satiate his hunger too.

I tried to sit up but Caleb pushed me back on the mattress. His thighs straddled my waist, keeping me in place.

Kneeling over me, he took off his shirt, giving me a glimpse of his carved muscles and taut abdomen. He stroked his length, his eyes half-closed with desire. His long, thick cock swelled in his big hands, making my insides throb with need again.

Maybe Corey was right. I probably could go another round with him.

“Open your mouth, princess,” Caleb commanded.

I was embarrassed and ashamed, but too exhausted to argue. Besides, a part of me wanted to give Caleb pleasure. It was the only way I could be fair and even with him.

I parted my lips, watching him stroke his cock into a rigid rod. The sight of it made my pussy throb again. I eyed his beautiful body, my gaze slowly focusing on the tip of his fat cock as his precum beaded onto my breasts.

“I wanted you since the day you sat behind me on my motorcycle,” said Caleb. “You held me so tightly, I could feel every inch of you molding against me. Did you know how hard I was by the time we reached your apartment?”

I stared at him wordlessly. The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind.

“She’s blissfully unaware,” said Corey. He lay beside me and watched his brother perch over me. “She has no idea how hungry she’s made our brother. The ice king Noah has turned into a fucking stalker over her.”

I wanted to ask what he meant. There was no way Noah could be stalking me. Then again, what did I know about the Amhurst brothers anyway?

Caleb grabbed my chin, forcing my attention on him. His cock was fully erect as he used his hand to stroke himself to the heights of pleasure. “Show me your tongue.”

I complied easily. All the fight had left me already.

“So pink and pretty,” Caleb mused as his hand slid up and down his shaft rapidly.

A second later, his breath caught, and his whole body shuddered, but his eyes didn’t leave mine as he thrust his hips forward.

Hot cum splashed on my face, the next spurt hitting my tongue as he emptied himself completely.

Dipping a finger into my mouth, he coated the tip with his cum and smeared it over my lips. “Be a good girl swallow it,” Caleb said in a deep, rough voice.

Staring back at him, I complied.

“Fuck,” Corey groaned from beside me. Sitting up, he ran his fingers along my thighs, picking up the sticky mess he’d left there and painted my cheeks with his cum.

“Our princess is such a beautiful mess,” Caleb mused with an appreciative hum. Leaning down, he captured my lips in a deep kiss.

Could he taste himself on my tongue?

“You can be such a good girl, Milla,” Caleb whispered, kissing my cheek next.

I stayed quiet, unable to believe him. A good girl wouldn’t have done the things I did with the men who were supposed to be my stepbrothers.