around Danny, tugging him close. "We've got a gift for you."
"A gift?" Danny asked, seeming kind of alarmed and I couldn't really blame him. He had been dragged right into the middle of a pack of wolves. And Mila clearly hadn't tipped him off about this.
"Yeah," Blake took over, leaning forward so his elbows were resting on his knees. "The girls of this school are in a crisis."
I frowned, wondering where the hell he was going with this.
"You see," Blake continued. "I took it upon myself to satisfy as many of them as I could and blow their fucking minds to smithereens. But my dick is now retired from multiple pussy because there's only one pussy I want these days. It’s made of diamonds and fucking perfection by the way." He tossed me a dirty wink as I rolled my eyes at him, but a grin pulled at my lips. "And now the girls of Everlake Prep are suffering as they can only experience mediocre dick. They have nothing to aim for. No dick mountain to climb."
"You're boring everyone with your bullshit, Bowman, move the fuck on," Monroe drawled and I snuck another look at him, seeing that his eyes were blazing with a dark kind of energy. Dammit he really got me hot when he looked like that.
"Point is, we wanna impart some knowledge so you can start a revolution of sorts," Blake mused and I snorted a laugh at his ridiculousness. "So your duty now is to listen, absorb and pass on the knowledge to any other guy who needs it. And let's be honest, most of the guys in this school need it."
"What are you talking about?" Danny asked in confusion.
"He wants to teach you how to satisfy a woman in the bedroom," Saint said in exasperation like Blake's theatrical way of explaining this was getting on his nerves.
"Oh," Danny said in surprise. "Well I don't think I need help with that. But thanks."
"Oh, you poor, sad fucking soul," Saint muttered, his upper lip peeling back like he was kind of disgusted with Danny's lack of awareness on the matter. "Blake is trying to be tactful to spare your feelings, but we have it on good authority that you are as useless as a dead worm in a sleeping bag when it comes to fucking women."
"A dead worm?" Danny breathed in horror, glancing over at Mila in accusation. She flushed guiltily, turning away to face her friends and I wondered if this had been the best idea after all. Danny swallowed hard, looking between the Night Keepers. "Well…okay, tell me." There was an edge to his voice like he had something prove and the flare of heat in his eyes told me how far he was willing to go for my friend. It made me like him even more.
"You've got to get her screaming before you're even close to fucking her. If she's texting while you're going down on her then you ain't doing it right," Kyan growled, gripping my thigh again and digging his fingers into my flesh hard enough to draw a moan from my lips. I wriggled my hips and Monroe cursed as my ass pressed too close to his dick for his liking. Or maybe he did like it, but he wasn’t able to admit it right now as he shot me another glare. That was some legit death ray, I swear.
"Did she say that?" Danny gasped, his cheeks pinking a little in embarrassment.
"No, but you just confirmed it," Saint said, a hint of a laugh in his voice. He sat up straighter, more invested now that Danny was squirming and he had someone's discomfort to prey on. "Do you cry when you come, Harper?"
"What?" Danny balked. "Of course not."
"He's just fucking with you," Blake laughed, but Saint's razor blade eyes were clearly making Danny unsure of that.
"Stop being an asshole, Saint," I said sweetly and he looked to me, his vicious expression melting a little.
"That's like asking the sun not to rise, siren," he said coolly.
"Come on, let's go for a drink, Danny boy." Blake stood up, beckoning Freeloader over with some bottles of beers while he broke into a verse of Danny Boy by Glen Miller, replacing half the words with rude ones. “My balls, my balls are tiiingliiing,” he warbled and I snorted a laugh.
Freeloader passed me a beer and kept her eyes downcast as I took it. I didn't feel guilty ignoring her, not now I knew what sort