A Royal Obligation
Chapter 60: Twin Lords’ Triple Ecstasy

Chapter 60: Twin Lords’ Triple Ecstasy

The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit chamber within. Amarok hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, before stepping into the room. The air was thick with anticipation, and the flickering torches cast long shadows across the stone walls.

"Come here, boy," Lucian’s deep voice commanded from the shadows. His twin, Julian, stood beside him, their identical features both stern and seductive in the muted light.

Amarok approached them, his steps measured, his body tingling with a mix of fear and excitement. He knew what was expected of him, he lived to serve these men, his Lords.

"Strip," Julian ordered, his eyes burning with desire as he watched Amarok.

With trembling hands, Amarok removed his garments, dropping them to the floor until he stood naked before them. The cool air brushed against his skin, raising goosebumps along his arms and legs.

Lucian stepped forward, his muscular frame towering over Amarok. He reached out, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on Amarok’s chest, sending shivers down his spine. "You are here to please us, aren’t you, boy?"

"Yes, my Lord," Amarok breathed, his voice barely above a whisper.

Julian moved behind Amarok, pressing his body close. His hands gripped Amarok’s hips tightly. "Then show us how eager you are."

Amarok gasped as Lucian’s hand slid lower, his touch firm yet gentle. He leaned back into Julian, feeling the heat of his Lord’s body against his own. The room seemed to spin around him, the intensity of their attention overwhelming.

"Kneel," Julian instructed, his voice low and urgent.

Amarok obeyed, his legs trembling slightly as he knelt down. Lucian positioned himself in front, his gaze intense as he watched Amarok’s reactions.

Open your mouth," Lucian demanded, his cock now inches from Amarok’s face.

Amarok did as he was told, his lips parting instinctively. Lucian pressed forward, filling Amarok’s mouth with his hard length. Amarok gagged slightly, but he quickly adjusted, his tongue working skillfully around Lucian’s shaft.

Behind him, Julian growled, his hands roaming over Amarok’s body. "Such a good boy," he murmured, his fingers finding Amarok’s entrance.

Amarok moaned around Lucian’s cock, the sensation of being filled in two places at once electrifying. Julian pushed gently, preparing him, while Lucian held his head steady, controlling the depth of his thrusts.

"Ready for more?" Lucian asked, his voice gruff with desire.

"Yes, my Lord," Amarok managed to say, his words muffled by Lucian’s flesh.

With a nod from Lucian, Julian positioned Amarok.

Amarok bent as he was being positioned, his hands on the floor his ass pushed upwards as Julian entered him, his cock sliding smoothly inside. Amarok cried out, the sound trapped in his throat as Lucian’s hand clamped over his mouth.

"Don’t hold back, boy," Julian whispered in his ear, his thrusts growing deeper and more forceful.

Amarok nodded, unable to speak, his body awash with sensations. Lucian removed his hand, allowing Amarok to moan freely.

Lucian aligned his hard length in Amarok’s mouth, as they both rode him, one from behind and one from the front.

Saliva dripped from the corner of Amarok’s mouth, mixing with the pre-cum coating Lucian’s cock. His senses were heightened to an almost unbearable degree. The taste of Lucian’s flesh lingered on his tongue, a salty reminder of the primal act they were engaged in.

Lucian’s eyes locked onto Amarok’s, their intensity searing into his soul. "You feel so good, boy," he growled, his voice deep and resonant, vibrating through Amarok’s core. Each word was punctuated by a thrust, driving deeper, harder, pushing Amarok closer to the edge.

Julian’s fingers dug into his hips, guiding him onto Lucian’s thrusts, their rhythm synchronized like a well-choreographed dance.

"Look at him, he’s perfect Lucian," Julian breathed, his voice thick with desire. "So damn perfect for us."

Amarok’s body arched involuntarily, a silent plea for more, as if his very being was attuned to their desires.

Look at how wet he is for us," Lucian grunted, his grip tightening on Amarok’s head. "Do you want this, boy?"

Amarok could only nod, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as Julian hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"Answer me," Lucian insisted, his voice commanding.

"Yes, my Lord," Amarok gasped, the words torn from his throat.

Julian pulled out briefly, allowing Amarok to catch his breath. "You want to feel us both inside you? Together?"

"Yes, Lord Julian," Amarok responded seductively, his body aching for completion.

The twins exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between them.

They took there expedition to the extravagant bed in the chambers.

They maneuvered Amarok onto his back, positioning him atop Julian. Lucian hovered above, aligning himself with Amarok’s entrance.

Slowly, they both penetrated him, inch by agonizing inch. Amarok’s eyes widened, his body stretched to accommodate them both. He felt full, impossibly full, and yet it was exactly what he craved.

"Yeah, my Lords," Amarok moaned, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him. "Deeper, please."

They obliged, their movements slow and deliberate at first, building gradually into a feverish pace. Amarok’s moans turned into screams of ecstasy, his body a vessel for their combined desires.

Lucian and Julian moved in unison, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling with Amarok’s desperate gasps. The room echoed with the sounds of their passion, each thrust punctuated by Amarok’s cries of submission and delight.

"You’re ours, Amarok," Julian whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "Always."

"Always," Lucian echoed, his voice tinged with a rare softness.

Amarok moaned softly, his breath hitching as the pleasure built within him, the sensations becoming almost too much to bear. He was lost in them, in the way they moved, the way they touched him, the way they made him feel like the most important person in the world.

He had found a home in them, a place where he belonged completely, without question or hesitation.

Almost there, boy," Lucian panted, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his peak.

"Hold on," Julian added, his voice strained with effort.

When the tension finally snapped, it was like a dam breaking. Amarok body tensed, every muscle coiled tight, waiting for the release that would wash over them all.

"Now," Lucian growled, his voice a command.

With a final, desperate cry, Amarok shattered, his orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave. His body convulsed, every muscle tensing as he spilled himself onto the sheets beneath him. Lucian and Julian followed soon after their seed filling Amarok from both ends.

Exhausted, they collapsed around him, their breathing heavy and ragged. Lucian draped an arm over Amarok, pulling him close, while Julian rested his head on Amarok’s lap, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their passionate encounter.

Amarok lay there, basking in the afterglow, his heart still racing from the intensity of their lovemaking. He felt cherished, desired, and utterly spent.

"I will miss you, my Lords," Amarok murmured, his voice soft and vulnerable.

Lucian chuckled, his fingers playing with Amarok’s hair. "Miss us? Why would you miss us, boy?"

Amarok hesitated, his eyes meeting Lucian’s. "You two will soon be traveling to Zephyros for Prince Eirik’s wedding. I’m really going to miss my Lords."

The twins exchanged a knowing look, a secret smile playing on their lips. "No need to miss us, you are coming with us," Lucian announced, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Amarok’s eyes widened in surprise, his heart leaping with joy. "Really, my Lord?"

"Of course," Lucian confirmed, his smile broadening. "You think we’ll leave you behind? That will never happen."

Amarok threw his arms around Lucian, hugging him tightly. "Thank you so much, Lord Lucian," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude.

Julian pouted playfully, feigning jealousy. "Won’t I get a hug too?"

Laughing, Amarok shifted to embrace Julian, his happiness palpable. "Thank you, Lord Julian."

"Anything for our baby," Julian murmured, his lips brushing against Amarok’s cheek.

Lucian watched them, a content sigh escaping his lips. "Don’t you two ever get tired?" he teased, though his eyes spoke of his own deep affection.

But the only response he received was the sound of deepening kisses, muffled grunts, and soft moans. Shaking his head in amusement, Lucian settled back, content to watch them for awhile longer.

As Lucian watched them, memories of their once chaotic life without Amarok flooded his mind.

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