Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,254

her up into a frenzy.

Her eyes were on me as the two of them took control of her and I couldn't help but want in on more of it, of her, of this goddess amongst us who had us all fighting to bring her to ruin.

"Nash," she gasped, reaching for me and licking her lips as Kyan's grip on her throat tightened and he fucked her even harder.

She was screaming for him and Blake and yet she still wanted more and I was more than ready to give it to her.

I got to my feet on the bed and moved towards her, my cock already hard again as I watched the perfection of this creature before me taking control of us all.

The moment I was close enough, her fingers curled around my dick and she rubbed her thumb over the bead of moisture there before sucking it into her mouth and giving me a lust filled look.

I didn't need any more encouragement than that and I stepped forward, letting her take my cock into her mouth as she moaned with pleasure.

Kyan fucked her harder and I gripped her hair as I drove my cock into her mouth, loving the way it felt as she moaned around my shaft, the vibrations making my whole body shiver with pleasure.

Her hand was on Blake’s dick again and he groaned hungrily as he kept up his work on her clit and I watched our girl taking control of all of us like she really was our queen.

Somehow between the press of all of our bodies and the moans and screams of pleasure, I found myself coming again, spilling my cum down her throat as she rode out her own orgasm.

I drew back just as Kyan thrust into her one last time and growled his release too, using his grip on her throat to pull her hard against his chest. He let her go, slapping her ass one last time as she fell forward onto the mattress between me and Blake, her body trembling with the effects of what we’d just done to her.

The four of us all fell back onto the bed in a heap of panting, aching and seriously satisfied bodies, smirking like a bunch of smug motherfuckers.

"Ho-ly shit, princess," I muttered as I tugged her against me and pressed a kiss to her lips.

"You can say that again," she agreed breathily while Kyan laughed like an asshole.

When his laughter turned gleeful, I rolled until I could fix him in my gaze and arched a brow. "What?"

"Saint is going to lose his fucking mind when he sees what we've done to his bed," Kyan descended into hysterics and I found myself laughing too while Tatum groaned.

"And there was me thinking this night couldn't get much better,” I said with a laugh.

As if on cue, the sound of the front door banging came from downstairs and Tatum gasped like a naughty kid about to get caught out breaking the rules.

“Cooey, sweetheart, we’re waiting for you!” Kyan called out and Tatum squeaked in protest as he laughed loudly.

“Oh, shit,” Blake groaned but he was smirking all the same and I had to say, I wasn’t exactly sure how I was supposed to act in this situation. Was there a normal way to behave when you were caught out in someone’s bed with two other naked dudes and a seriously satisfied girl? If there was, I didn’t have time to figure it out because Saint’s footsteps were thumping up the stairs and my dick was most definitely out.

The moment he reached the top of the staircase, he fell still and all four of us froze. There was a lingering moment where Saint’s eyes just moved between all of the cocks on his bed and Tatum’s state of thoroughly fucked. His jaw ticked, his eyes did this strange angry bugging out thing, a vein in his temple took on a life of its own, had kids and built itself a seven bed mansion because it was definitely there to stay, and Saint looked about ready to explode. Not start yelling or freaking out, but actually explode, like I was expecting to be hit in the face with copious amounts of brain matter at any moment.

Then Kyan started laughing. Fuck, we all started laughing and I dragged Tatum into my arms so that she could bury her face against my chest and hide from the dark lord who had come to destroy us.

“At least we’re going to die