Queen of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #4) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,211

snarling like a beast and thrusting in deep as he finished and Blake groaned as he came too, capturing her lips in a lingering kiss while she rode out her orgasm.

Kyan laughed like a triumphant douchebag as he snatched her out from between the lot of us and placed her down on the bed to our right. He tossed her leg over his shoulder and drove his cock into her with one hard thrust that made her cry out again.

He was an animal like always as he claimed her roughly, slamming into her faster and faster until he was spanking her ass hard enough to leave a handprint and the two of them were coming loudly while the rest of us just watched.

Kyan kissed her almost sweetly as he took her leg from his shoulder and she smiled in that sexy, satiated way I fucking loved as she looked over to the rest of us too.

He rolled off of her and we all moved together, pulling bedding in around us as each of us found a way to touch her in our tangle of limbs. We drifted off beneath the stars, safe in each other's company for the final time, because I got the feeling that tomorrow was going to be the end in so many ways. I refused to believe we wouldn't survive it, but I knew everything would change because of it. And though I was more determined than I'd ever been to make certain those changes were for the best, it was hard to fully believe that there wouldn’t be at least a little bad.

I groaned as I woke up, the obnoxious sounds of birdsong ringing out all around us and something hard driving into my ribs.

"I swear, if that's your dick, Kyan, I'm gonna punch it," I mumbled as I pushed myself up and found that it had actually been Nash's elbow. Cock crisis averted.

I snorted at my own internal joke and swiped a hand over my face as I looked around at the sleeping Night Keepers and our girl. My eyebrows went up as I found Saint still asleep in the centre of the group. Tatum had her head laid on his chest and his arm was curled around her as he held her close. I wasn't sure I'd ever woken up before him until this moment and he looked weirdly peaceful in sleep, despite the fact that he'd told me more than once that his demons haunted him most during the night. I was certain he hadn't been lying about that. Which left only one possibility for his current contentment and that was the girl wrapped tight in his arms.

I wondered if she even knew how much we'd all needed her. Probably not, because we hadn't realised it either, but now that she was here, rooted so deeply into our lives that I knew we'd never be able to untangle her again, I couldn't help but see it all the time. Our damage had been a potent, violent thing and though she clearly couldn't just come along and wave a magic wand to fix us, she'd given us something so much better than that. A future with light in it. Something to fight for. A love we couldn't have ever imagined and a bond we couldn't live without.

I made a move to get up, my knee knocking against Kyan's leg and he growled as he rolled over. "No, Davie. If you don't stroke its tentacles just right, that squid is gonna slither right up your ass and give you an enema to boast to your grandma about."

I had been going to let Saint sleep longer while I made a start on packing up our shit, but of course the meticulous bastard had set an alarm and bang on time, Claire De Lune by Debussy filled the tent, pouring from his cellphone. He'd brought enough charger packs to make sure the thing didn't die on him during our trek through the wilderness so I shouldn't have been surprised, but I probably should have found his phone and switched the damn thing off the moment I woke. That might have set him off though, so despite the fact that it was going to ruin his cute ass little snuggle with Tatum, I didn't make any attempt to grab it now.

Saint's eyes opened and Tatum groaned as she buried her face against his chest, trying to hide from the day.

"This is it then," Nash muttered as he