Devils' Day Party: A High School Bully Romance - C.M. Stunich Page 0,172

laughs, shaking his head again.

“I do, and I don't. I don't know.” He reaches behind me to undo the laces, kissing me as he loosens the knot with those expert fingers of his. As soon as it comes undone, he pulls back, yanking the dress down and off before chucking it aside. I'm completely naked now, dressed only in starlight and arousal, my body dotted with sweat, heart thumping.

Calix settles down on my left side while Raz lounges on my right, both of them watching as Barron kisses his way down my body, starting with my lips and trailing his way down between my breasts, heading straight for my cunt.

I stop him by grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking his mouth back to mine. He settles his big body over me, sliding his cock against the outside of my folds, making me writhe beneath him. I feel a bit like a pinned butterfly beneath that stare of his.

“Have you ever been with more than one guy before?” he asks, and I shake my head.

“Have you?” I retort, but he just laughs at me, stroking some purple hair back from my sweaty forehead.

“There are so many ways we could do this,” he murmurs, nipping the pert, pink point of my nipple as Raz watches hungrily, rubbing his cock through his red leather pants. Calix is stroking his own, his eyes never leaving my face. “Do you want us one at a time … or together?”

“Together?” I ask, as my mind spins through the possibilities. Oh. Oh.

“Either way works for me,” Raz groans, leaning in and kissing the side of my neck, one of his hands cupping my breast, kneading the flesh with strong fingers. “Just so long as I get to touch you, taste you, fuck you.” He punctuates each word with another kiss, leaving me breathless.

“How about both?” Barron asks, and then he's thrusting into me, balls-deep. I throw my head back, arching my back and pressing my body into his. Raz doesn't give me a moment to think, moving closer and licking the side of my neck, nipping my flesh like a naughty vampire. One of his hands continues to massage my breast while the other strokes his cock through the leather of his pants.

For a moment, it seems like Calix might maintain his usual standoffishness, but then he scoots in close, taking my lips as Barron holds himself up with a palm on either side of my head, thrusting deep, stroking the raging fire of my starlit lust.

Calix's tongue takes over my mouth, obliterating any remaining thoughts and leaving me prisoner to the pleasure wracking my body, taking over every limb. I can barely breathe as Barron pumps his huge cock into me, moving faster, harder, until he's spilling his seed deep inside of me, big body shuddering above my own.

“That was quick,” Raz quips with a small laugh, but Barron just smiles, cupping the side of my sweaty face and taking my lips from Calix for a brief moment.

“We have all night, don't we?” he asks, sitting up and looking down at me with an expression somewhere between affection and possession. “Have I ever said it, Karma?”

“Said what?” I ask, the words husky and broken. I'm not ready to be done yet, not by a long shot.

“That I love you. If I haven't said it before, in any of your other timelines, I'm saying it now.” He smiles at me, and I can't tell if he's just humoring me or if he actually believes me. Either way, my body flushes with heat, and tears prick at the edges of my eyes.

“That's really fucking sweet,” Raz growls, “now get the fuck out of my way.”

I push up to a sitting position, and then straddle Raz's waist, not caring if I'm making a mess. He's just going to have to deal with that. He cups the back of my head, kissing me with that razor-sharp mouth of his. I grind my hips on the bulge beneath the leather of his pants, making him groan.

“There's no rush,” I whisper, kissing either side of his mouth and rolling my hips against him. “Just kiss the fuck out of me.”

“Done and done,” Raz murmurs as Barron lays down between us, kicking off his pants, and then folding his arms behind his head. He looks up at the stars as the moon casts strange shadows across the butterfly tattoo on his chest. It takes Calix a minute, but he finally decides