Queen of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #4) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,50

me away from the other two. But Monroe held my hips and Blake fisted a hand in my hair, neither of them letting me go as they worked together to destroy me.

When the corset was loose, the three of them shimmied it off of me and I stepped out of it as my hooded gaze met Saint’s. He dropped his boxers and fisted his thick cock in his hand, slowly running his hand up and down the length of it in taunting strokes.

“Saint,” I beckoned him in a firm order, but he didn’t move, his eyes dark as he watched.

“I want to see you come at least once before you’re mine again,” he said, his words sending an electric shiver down my spine.

Kyan’s palm ran the length of my back as Monroe dropped to his knees and Kyan knelt down too, his breath fanning against the backs of my thighs. Kyan ripped my panties off with a sharp pull while Blake kept my head angled toward him as he kissed me, lowering one hand to my breasts, massaging them in firm, possessive squeezes.

Monroe’s tongue ran up my centre in one long lick that made me moan into Blake’s mouth. His tongue settled against my clit and started circling in soft, filthy movements that made my whole body shake violently.

Kyan squeezed my ass with both hands, then parted my cheeks and ran his tongue over the most intimate part of me and I jerked forward into Blake’s hands with a gasp of surprise. Kyan chuckled like a demon, licking me savagely as Monroe’s tongue seemed to find the exact same, wicked rhythm against my clit.

“Oh my god,” I moaned against Blake’s lips.

“Is that good, Cinders?” Blake purred and I nodded, my hips jolting and jerking as Monroe and Kyan seemed to battle for who could make me twitch the most. “It can be even fucking better.”

Blake’s hand slid from my breast and he dropped his shoulder, reaching under Monroe’s chin and slipping his hand into the party. Two thick fingers pushed deep inside me and Blake cursed at how wet he found me, pumping his hand and making me cry out at the unbelievable sensations the three of them were giving me. It was too much. I was falling or flying or fucking combusting. I gasped and moaned, unsure who was even holding me up because it sure as shit wasn’t me. Ecstasy tumbled through my body like an earthquake and I cried out, my head falling back as Blake’s mouth fell to my throat and licked up the length of it.

I was still moaning as he withdrew his hand and Kyan and Monroe’s mouths retreated from my body, giving me relief for my sensitive, quivering flesh. But I only needed a second because I wasn’t even close to done with any of them.

“Nash, you have her first,” Saint commanded suddenly. “Lie her on the table.”

“Fuck no.” Blake yanked me toward him and a breathy laugh escaped me.

Kyan caught my hips, tugging me out of his arms, his teeth sinking into the shell of my ear. “I’ll fight to get inside you first, baby. I’ll lay them all out for you.” His hard, throbbing cock pressed against my ass and Monroe growled, shoving his forehead to knock him back and pulling me against his chest with a demonic look that said he was about to do anything to win this fight.

“I want all of you,” I insisted as Blake and Kyan’s palms fell on me again. I nuzzled into them as the three of them surrounded me, my hand curving around Kyan’s neck behind me and my other hand moving from Monroe’s chest to knot in Blake’s hair as they caressed and pawed at me. My gaze fell on Saint again as the final piece of my jigsaw alluded me.

“Join us,” I demanded but he just licked his lips, leaning back against the couch and slowly pumping his beautiful dick.

“I will when I’m done enjoying the view,” he said, his eyes two wells of hunger and I guessed I didn’t mind putting on a show if that was what he liked.

“Come on, princess, make a choice,” Monroe growled urgently, nipping at my jaw and my breaths came too heavily.

“Saint can choose,” I decided, knowing he revelled in it. And I kinda did too. If he wasn’t going to come over here and put his hands on me then he could at least have this connection to us instead.

Kyan growled his disapproval,