Queen of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #4) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,179

I started, but Blake’s hand clapped down on my inner thigh and my back arched, pain and pleasure rushing through me from his firm touch.

“Yes, he will,” Saint said, sharing a dark look with Blake over my shoulder and I could tell their monsters really had come out to play.

Saint dropped his head between my thighs without warning, running his tongue up the middle of me and making me gasp. He took a deliberately slow path to my clit then sucked and bit without mercy. I bucked my hips but Blake flattened me to him to hold me still as Saint dragged his teeth over me in a way that both hurt and sent a shiver of pleasure through my core.

“Oh god,” I panted as he devoured me, biting and teasing, sucking hard enough to make me squeak then lapping softly and deliciously to soothe away the ache. “Saint.”

I climbed towards my peak, pleasure building and building against a dam in my body which I was sure was about to break. My muscles tensed and I almost went tumbling over the edge of bliss when Saint drew away from me and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, giving me an icy look.

“So…did you lie about the rules of the game?” he asked as I squirmed with need, frustration making me growl. But I wasn’t going to let them defeat me that easily.

“No,” I snapped. “Blake got it wrong.”

Blake’s hand slapped against the inside of my thigh hard enough to leave a red print there and I hissed between my teeth, but the sound was followed by a wanton moan.

“Liar,” Saint accused, dropping his head back between my thighs and continuing his torture. He was harsher this time, biting and sucking my flesh, avoiding my clit as he worked my body into a frenzy.

“Saint!” I cursed as he bit the inside of my thigh then ran the pad of his tongue over the skin. He continued doing that along the insides of my legs, making my whole body shake and my skin tingle and burn.

He finally returned his attention to my clit, licking in soft strokes that made me sigh and Blake started toying with my nipples in the exact same rhythm. I moaned both of their names, delighting in their combined touch as I moved closer and closer to the wave of pleasure they were building in me.

“Don’t stop,” I begged and as if I’d said the opposite, they both stopped. “Fuck.”

Saint sucked his lips, his eyes holding nothing but shadow. “Did you lie about the rules of the game?”

I resisted answering for a moment, trying to fight my way free of the rope binding my wrists behind Blake’s neck, but it was no use. I growled in anger, fighting a leg out of Blake’s grip and kicking at Saint’s chest.

He caught my foot, placing it promptly back behind Blake’s leg and Blake widened his knees to hold me there.

“I’m going to need an answer, siren,” Saint pushed. “You can have everything you want so long as you tell the truth.”

I considered it, seriously tempted to just give in. But I was too damn stubborn for that. “I didn’t lie.”

Blake spanked my thigh again and Saint cocked his head, amusement flickering across his handsome features.

Saint reached between my legs, pushing two fingers into my soaking heat with a satisfied growl. He reached into his pocket, taking a sanitising wipe from a little packet and I frowned in confusion before he wiped the screwdriver with it.

“What are you-” I started but he brought the handle end of the screwdriver to my entrance and I fell quiet. Holy fuck.

My eyes widened as I gazed at him, a question in his eyes. And I stared right back, daring him to do it. He eased it inside me and a lustful moan fell from my lips as he filled me with it.

Then his mouth dropped to my clit and he teased me once more, pumping the screwdriver in and out in time with the movements of his tongue.

Blake’s fingers tugged at my nipples and he nibbled my ear in the most perfect way, the feel of so many sensations at once bringing me towards climax faster than I could take. It was a sweet kind of pain and the sounds leaving my mouth were purely animal.

“Saint. Blake,” I praised their names while I was sure I should have been cursing them. Because they were going to stop. I was sure they