Page 61 of Kings & Carnage

"I never thought I'd say this," I started, "but I'm actually excited for school to start again.”

In all my private rehearsals for the conversation I’d decided I may as well shoot for the moon with my opener.

Maybe they'd surprise me and just go along with my idea.

"I don't know why you'd be excited," Neo said from the chair across from the sofa, his voice cold. "You're not going back. Not until we find out who’s working with my dad.”

He never joined us on the sofa, preferring to watch me from afar, an amber-eyed falcon tracking a field mouse.

Except I was no mouse. I never had been.

"Your dad isn't going to execute — no pun intended — the hit on us on campus," I said. "It would be way too risky. The other families would lose their shit.”

"Still not going back," Neo said.

Oscar stroked the hair back from my head. "We're just looking out for you, tiger. After what happened when we left the island, and again at the hospital, we can't take any chances.”

"Agreed," Rock said, massaging my feet like it was some kind of consolation prize.

Traitor.

"It's actually not a request," I said. "You can't keep me prisoner here.”

The tracker around my neck was one thing. I'd agreed to wear it. I hadn’t signed up for indefinite house arrest, and I wasn't going to let Roberto take one more thing from me.

“Actually, we can." Neo flashed me a chillingly evil grin. "You might even enjoy being our prisoner.”

Fuck me. He was right but it wasn’t like I was going to tell him that.

Time to pull out the big guns.

I pretended to stretch, arching my back to give them a prime view of my braless tits under the skimpy tank top I was wearing over boxer shorts.

When I opened my eyes, their lust was so apparent I felt like I’d already been fucked.

They were hardly breathing when I slid my hands up my tank top to cup my tits.

I pinched my nipples, hard just from the knowledge that the Kings were watching, and parted my lips, wiggling my ass a little just to prove I was turned on.

It wasn't just for show. I’d felt slightly self-conscious at the thought of using my feminine wiles as a negotiating tool, but now that the Kings’ hungry eyes were roaming my body, I was starting to wonder if I'd gotten in over my head.

Rock’s hand slid up my calf. He got to my knee before I slapped his hand away.

"If I don't get what I want, you don't get what you want.”

"Ow," he said. "That was a hard slap.”

"Do you really think this is going to work, tiger?" Oscar asked. "Not to be indelicate, but we all know you're a horny little thing.”

"Oh, I'm definitely horny," I said a little breathlessly. I slid one of my hands into my boxer shorts while I continued playing with one of my nipples. "Lucky for me, I can take care of that myself.”

"If you think we’re going to risk your safety because of this little show you're putting on, you’re underestimating us," Neo said.

I met his gaze while I stroked through my wet folds. "Hmm-hmm,” I murmured. "You're totally immune to my charms.”

He had a point. A little tease wouldn't make them throw caution to the wind. They were right: I was too horny for that to be a long-term strategy. All they had to do was unleash their big dicks and I was fucked.

Literally.

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