Page 49 of Tormented Kings

Grabbing my phone, I play a game while I wait for lunch to be over. My belly growls, but I ignore it. I’d have to leave if I wanted to grab something to eat, and I don’t want to go until I’ve seen the guys. I should have just eaten my lunch with the girls.

“There’s my Pretty Girl!” Grayson’s voice has my eyes darting up from my phone. He walks over to me, a swagger in his step and a confident smile that has my belly-warming.

“Hey.” I smile as I get to my feet. Grayson pulls me into his arms, spins me around, and presses me against the wall, away from prying eyes.

“Do you have any idea how much I want to fucking devour you right now?” he purrs, brushing his lips against mine.

I swallow down a whimper, my thighs pressing together, loving the idea of that all too much.

Grayson chuckles and it does nothing to help. “Did you come here to see us, Pretty Girl?”

“Yes.” I lick my lips. “I–I missed you.”

He groans, and I sigh as he brings his lips to my throat. My eyes flutter closed, reveling in his touch. “I fucking missed you too. Would it be too much to say I wish I could be with you twenty-four seven?”

“No.” I can’t think straight when his lips are on me like this.

He chuckles again. “You know, you’re welcome here any time.”

“I am?”

“Of course.” Grayson pulls back, but he doesn’t let go. “Just because the deal is done doesn’t mean we are. We’re never going to be done with you, Pretty Girl.” His fingers tangle in the stands of hair hanging over my shoulder, giving them a little tug. “We’re yours now. Do with us as you please.”

“Okay.” I have no idea what to say to that. But I do love the words he’s speaking.

“Were you jealous?” He grins. “I saw that look in your eye earlier.”

“Maybe.” I swallow hard. “For a moment. But I should have known better that I had nothing to worry about.”

“No.” He shakes his head. “You shouldn’t have. You’ve gone through some shit in the past, and you have every right to feel how you do because we haven’t proven ourselves yet. But don’t worry, we will.” He grins again. “Although, the idea of you getting all jealous and possessive over me does make me hard.” He grabs my hand, placing it on the bulge in his pants, and I suck in a breath.

“Alright. Enough.” Declan laughs. “I draw the line at anyone else but our little group seeing our girl in the throes of pleasure. Step away from the girlfriend before you fall and slip your dick inside her.”

I laugh, smiling over at Declan, cheeks flushed. “Hi.”

“Hey, Sweetheart.” He playfully pushes Grayson away and pulls me into his arms. I sigh as he slides his fingers into my hair and presses a kiss to my lips. “I’ve missed you.”

“Me too,” I sigh, taking another kiss for myself.

“Throes of pleasure?” Grayson scoffs. “What are we, in the eighteen hundreds?”

Declan just smiles and shakes his head.

“Girlfriend, huh?” I ask, biting my lip. “Is that what I am?”

Declan’s eyes widen slightly. “I sure hope so,” he says, sounding a little panicked. “Did I not make that clear enough when we had our talk? Because I want you to be my girl. My girlfriend.”

“Relax, man,” Grayson chuckles. “I think she just means we haven’t officially put labels on things. Not that labels are needed. But yes, Pretty Girl. We’ve come to claim you as our own. Would you, Sadie Evans, do us the greatest honor imaginable by throwing a couple of poor chaps a bone and be our girlfriend?.”

I laugh, pure joy bursting through my heart at his playfulness. “I’d love nothing more.” I shoot him a wink, earning myself a blinding smile that does things to my soul.

“You hear that?” Grayson tosses his arm over Declan’s shoulder. “We just got ourselves the hottest chick alive. How the fuck did we get so lucky?”

I’m so giddy in this moment; every shitty feeling and nagging worry I had before is gone as I look at my two goofy boyfriends.

Declan gives me a sweet smile that melts my heart. “I have no idea.”

Neither do I.

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