Kings of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #1) - Caroline Peckham ,Susanne Valenti Page 0,136

is considering breaking his no rich girls rule with her?” Blake muttered and I glanced at him as his lip peeled back like he was disgusted, but that look in his eye was pure, unchecked jealousy.

“Do you really care that much?” I muttered as Kyan’s dark laughter reached us. What the fuck? He hardly ever laughed and only with one of us. Not some fucking girl.

“I just don’t think the bitch deserves any orgasms,” Blake grumbled and I bit down on a laugh at that as we continued to watch them while they seemed utterly oblivious to any other fucking thing in the world.

“Well be sure to tell Kyan to be selfish when he fucks her and maybe she won’t get any out of the transaction,” I teased.

“Maybe I should,” Blake muttered. “Because it sure looks like they’ll be at it before long.”

I scowled as I watched them, a prickle dancing beneath my skin that started out as an itch but soon began to build into a burn. Barbie didn’t seem in as much of a hurry to get away from him as she had been from me and my jaw ticked.

She leaned back against his bare chest and he placed a hand on her knee as she shifted her foot to the accelerator.

“The thing has no gears and only two pedals,” I growled as I closed in on them with Blake one step behind me. “She doesn’t need a ride on your dick to to help her figure out which one means start and which one means stop.”

“If she was riding on my dick we wouldn’t be stopping any time soon,” Kyan joked, tossing me a look that said he believed he could have her if he wanted to. But the look in Barbie’s eyes said he could fuck right off. Mostly. “At least not unless she used the safe word.”

“I find it hard to believe that any word would keep me safe around the three of you,” Tatum growled before turning her gaze on me. Her blue eyes looked like chips of ice in the pale light of dawn and she fixed me with a look that said she hated me right down to her core. “And if it bothers you so much that Kyan keeps ordering me into his lap then why don’t you just order him not to? Because that’s how your little threesome works, right? When it comes down to it, you’re in charge and the other two are just your little bitches.”

Kyan’s hand moved from her knee to her throat in less than a second and he yanked her back against his chest as his grip tightened enough to silence her.

Tatum tried to throw an elbow back into his gut, but Kyan had been brawling since before he’d been crawling. He took the hit with nothing but a dark smile before slamming his arm around her chest and crushing both of her arms to her sides.

My heart leapt as I watched her struggling against him, helpless in his arms and he locked her down with his strength, his grip on her throat just tight enough to stop her from moving.

“Tell me I’m Saint’s little bitch again,” Kyan growled in a low voice that made a tremor of excitement run along my skin.

I fucking loved it when he got like this. I swear, I could practically taste violence coating the air surrounding him and I inhaled deeply, letting it infect me too. Blake looked like he wouldn’t mind it at all if Kyan really did choke her out and he shot me a pissy look too. He hated it when people pointed out the fact that I was in charge, but it wasn’t my problem if he couldn’t handle it. And deep down he knew it was the truth no matter how much he might have wanted to rebuke it.

Tatum stayed silent but if she thought that would be enough to protect her, she was fucking insane.

“I just gave you an order,” Kyan said menacingly, his lips brushing the shell of her ear and making her shiver. It was mostly fear, but I didn’t think that was all it was. Our little pet had her lips parted, and her chest heaved in a way that said she liked this a bit too. Maybe more than a bit.

She still didn’t speak though, her gaze locked on me like she thought I might step in to save her.

You’d be better off begging the devil to come help