Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,97

As those slowed, I found my skin prickling with the knowledge that the two of us were waiting to ambush her alone in the dark.

My dick was so hard that it ached and I had to fight the urge to stroke it and gain some relief from the need filling my body. There was something so exciting about this, like it was forbidden to hunt her the way we were, yet altogether irresistible at the same time. I was so confident of our win that I unhooked the buttons of my shirt and tossed it aside in preparation, wanting to feel my skin against hers as soon as physically possible.

The pounding of footsteps reached us first and the anticipation in my body had my limbs trembling with energy desperate for an outlet as I waited to pounce.

The soft glow of light from her cell phone was next and I shrank further into my hidden alcove as I waited, and waited, and waited-

I stepped out half a second before she arrived, blocking the way on and earning a scream of fear from her as she slammed straight into my solid chest, her cell phone flying from her hand and clattering to the flagstones where the light of it cast us in eerie shadows.

I made a move to grab her, but her palms collided with my chest and she shoved me back a step with a yell before whirling around and taking a few running paces back the way she'd come and crashing into Kyan next.

His arms latched around her instantly and the dark and dangerous tone of his laughter echoed off of the stone chamber as he lifted her clean off of her feet and she screamed in fright.

"Looks like we win, baby," Kyan announced as he carried her to a stone sarcophagus in the centre of the chamber and shoved her down face first over it before slapping her ass hard enough to make her cry out again, but there was a distinctly lusty sound to that scream which had my dick as hard as granite for her.

Kyan yanked his hunting knife from his belt, keeping one hand flat on her back to hold her down and quickly sliced straight through her school skirt and panties in one swift movement.

“For the love of hell, Kyan, you’re insane,” Tatum hissed as she squirmed against his hold on her, but he only laughed as he pinned her down.

He tossed the knife down on the stone beside her and she gasped as he kicked her legs apart, her blonde hair spilling down to cover her face before me as her fingers gripped the edge of the sarcophagus in anticipation.

Kyan yanked his fly open and shoved his jeans down just enough to let his dick spring free before slamming into her with a single, savage thrust which had her screaming out in pleasure and throwing her head back so that her gaze locked with mine.

For several long moments all I did was stand there staring into her eyes and watching the way her lips parted and her pupils dilated as Kyan fucked her hard and rough. He ripped his wifebeater off with one hand and tossed it aside before gripping her hips even tighter as he drove into her again and she moaned and cursed his name with equal fervour.

"What are you waiting for, Bowman?" Kyan snarled, forcing me to lift my gaze to his just as he wrapped her hair in his fist and he tugged her head back further, controlling her movements. "Do you want him at the same time, baby?" He rolled his hips as he asked the question and she moaned loudly before she answered.

"Yes, Blake," she demanded, her gaze capturing mine as she licked her lips and I smiled like a predator as I moved to stand right before her.

"You are so fucking beautiful, Tatum," I murmured as I rolled my fly down and released my dick, a bead of moisture already sliding down the head.

Kyan slowed for a moment as we both watched her lick that moisture away and I groaned at the feeling of her tongue on my flesh. With another circle of her tongue, Tatum slid my cock between her lips and I growled with pleasure as Kyan started moving faster again.

He kept his hand fisted in her hair as he began to drive into her faster and faster, forcing her to take me right to the back of her throat as the three of us