Page 128 of Chaos at Westbrook High

“No. That’s not what I meant. He’s not gonna touch you. No one but me is gonna touch you. Except for Callie,” I add, gesturing to their joined hands on the bed between their thighs. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” she breathes. “Okay.”

Fisting the sides of her shirt, I wait for her to change her mind. She doesn’t. I peel it off and take off her bra, skimming my hands up her sides and kissing her neck while Damon does the same to Callie. When our heads knock together, I move to the other side of Hailey’s neck.

“I’m gonna mark you, baby,” I whisper in her ear.

She flicks her hips up, her head tipping back in offering as she rubs herself on my cock. When I take a few beats to just stare at how fucking beautiful she is, she grabs the back of my head and pulls me down on her. I laugh at her impatience and suck her skin into my mouth, loving the way she writhes and grinds against me while I turn her pink. Damon mirrors my actions, the two of us moving down our girls’ bodies to mark their breasts, their stomachs, their hips. When I pull Hailey’s jeans off and suck on her inner thigh, she lets out a scream and grabs the back of my head, her legs trembling.

“Feel good?” I ask, licking the spot.

She nods and guides my face up to her pussy, eager for me to eat it. Kneeling between the girls’ legs, Damon and I reach up to their ears and take the headphones out. I hand Hailey’s to Damon, who sets them down beside the bed. Callie hides a knowing smile while Hailey pouts. “I was listening to that.”

“We don’t want another guy’s voice in your ears while our tongues are in your pussies,” I say, dipping my head to taste her.

Book forgotten, she gasps as her head falls back on the pillow next to Callie’s. I spread her thighs even wider and hook her left leg over Callie’s right leg, circling her clit with my tongue while Damon does the same next to me. She’s so wet already, I slip two fingers in with ease, fucking her with them as she pushes herself up into my face. I fucking love it when she does that. When she takes from me.

Reaching up to her chest, I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, making her squeak out a moan, her fingers twisting in my hair. It hurts, but I don’t want her to stop. I’ll let her rip it out of my damn scalp if it makes her happy.

When I hear my twin brother groaning somewhere behind me, I turn my face a little to see what he’s doing. He’s still in the pool with Levi, his mouth latched onto his throat, his arms around his neck while Levi’s hands are doing something to him beneath the surface of the water.

“Don’t make him come in that pool, fucker,” Damon grumbles into Callie’s pussy.

Levi picks Wren up by his waist and sets him down on the edge, lowering his head to take Wren’s cock into his mouth. With his back to us, Wren grabs the top of his head and pushes him up and down, fucking himself into his husband’s throat.

“Kai,” Hailey pleads, her pussy clenching and dripping all over my fingers.

I swipe my tongue over her clit and curl my fingers inside her, making her ass lift off the bed. She comes first, which sets Callie off, her long nails digging into Hailey’s knuckles as they twist and shake and fall into bliss together.

Callie pulls Damon up by his jaw, bringing his mouth to hers as he takes his dick out and pushes inside her. Hailey doesn’t know where to put her eyes at first, but with a smirk and a nod from me, she turns her head to look at them, at the way their bodies are sliding together as they fuck right next to us.

She watches them for a moment, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. When Damon catches her gawking, he straightens up on his knees and changes his angle, grinding into Callie while his eyes rake over Hailey’s body. She flushes at the attention. “What?”

“You look good covered in my brother’s hickeys.”

“Yeah?” She tips her chin at the fading marks on his neck, half hidden by the collar of his shirt. “Callie’s look good on you too.”

His brow lifts as he reaches up to peel the shirt off, showing her the several marks covering his abs. Callie looks proud of her handiwork as she smoothes a hand over his body. “Wren and Levi are covered in them too,” she tells Hailey. “Though you can’t really see Wren’s with all the tattoos. Levi has to find new places to put them.”

“Like my jaw,” Wren mutters. “That one took forever to fade.”

Levi chuckles around his cock.

Hailey blinks at them. “You’re all fucking savages,” she says bluntly, making them laugh.

Hailey looks up at me and tugs on my shirt, pulling it over my head and tossing it aside. When she scans my body, I think she’s looking for marks, which confuses me, but then she pouts, seemingly finding herself in the same predicament as Levi. Wren and I are covered in the exact same ink from our throats to our waistbands, shoulders to knuckles.

“There’s a little spot under his ear,” Levi tells her, pushing Wren down on the daybed next to ours and straddling his wet chest. “You see it?”

She does now. Hailey chews her lower lip as her eyes lift to mine. When she presses her mouth to the spot and sucks, my eyes roll back in my head and I moan, fumbling with the button on my jeans. Just as desperate for me to be inside her, Hailey pushes them down beneath my balls and lies back, bringing me with her, guiding my dick into her pussy as she hooks her nails into my ass. She’s still sucking on my fucking neck, and I’m losing my fucking mind.

“Hailey. Fuck. Fuck.”

Pleased with herself, she licks across my throat and takes my earlobe between her teeth. “Mine,” she whispers.

God.

Burying myself deep inside her, I pull her mouth back to mine and kiss the shit out of her, shoving my tongue inside and letting her taste herself. She likes that, her fingers wrapping around my neck as she rolls her hips up to meet mine. My hands touch every part of her I can reach while we fuck, desperate to own her like she owns me, to make her as crazy about me as I am about her.

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