Page 85 of Triumphant Kings

“You didn’t feel that way when I was buried deep inside that pretty pink cunt,” he growls, nipping at my nose.

My mind goes to that memory, and I moan. “You always make me cum so hard.” I sigh happily.

“Good,” Emma shouts. “He should!” Then she says, “It’s okay, babe, you make me cum hard too.”

“Sorry, man.” Declan laughs.

“Don’t be,” Brent says. “It's not the first time I’ve been around them like this.”

“I still think it’s weird you’ve partied with our girl more than us,” Grayson mutters.

“It’s okay, baby,” I say when we get into the limo and I crawl into his lap. I’m clumsy and I think I kneed Collin in the dick. I’ll have to kiss that better later. “Don’t be jelly. We have our whole lives to party together.”

“Yeah, we do.” He grins, gripping my hips to grind me down on him.

My eyes flutter closed as I let out a small moan.

“Hey,” Collin growls. “No fucking her in the limo in front of her friends.”

“I mean, I wouldn't care,” Alice says.

“Same,” Mia adds. “Might be hot.”

“Oh my god.” I laugh, shooting them a look over my shoulder. “It’s bad enough you demand all the details of my sex life, you're not going to see it in person.”

“Now who’s no fun?” Emma laughs.

“Still, Preston,” I say.

“Watch it, Kitten,” he warns.

“Oh no, please don’t spank me.” I pout. Then look to Collin. “But you can.”

“Fucking brat,” Preston mutters.

“Gladly, Sunshine,” Collin winks.

Taking my seat, I lean my head against Grayson’s shoulder. “Thank you,” I say to everyone. “I really needed this.”

It's quiet for a moment before Declan speaks. “Anytime, Sweetheart. Just name it.”

“How about next weekend?” Emma asks.

“I don’t know.” My brows furrow together as my stomach starts to turn. “I don’t think I want to feel like this again.”

“Are you okay?” Grayson asks.

Blinking, I stare at the door as I wait to see what my body is going to do next. “No.” I shake my head. “Nope. Not good. Going to puke.”

“Fuck,” Collin hisses, then demands the driver pull over.

I manage to make it just as the door opens before puking up everything I drank. Hands rub my back as my men take care of me. Once I’m done, they pull me back in and lay me across their laps.

Even after that, it was still the best night I’ve had in a long time.

After dropping my friends off, we head back to mine and Grayson’s place, and someone carries me up to bed. I’m too tired, drifting in and out of sleep, to care.

Once I’m in bed, I start to fuss. “Get me naked,” I whine.

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