Page 21 of The Hallows Boys

A hand presses against my chest, rubbing downwards against my breastbone, flat-palmed. It moves all the way down my front, through the crevice of my cleavage and down my stomach until it reaches the apex of my thighs. I moan at the contact, my legs spreading by themselves as I let myself get lost in the touch.

Whoever it is continues past my pussy and onto my bare thighs. Another hand is added to my opposite thigh to balance out the sensation, making me heat from the outside in.

Another set of hands grips the hem of my dress, quickly peeling it over my head before I can protest, and once the material is deposited onto the ground, the hands return to my skin. This time, they peel my panties down my legs quickly, exposing the hot, wet flesh of my pussy to the cold air. I protest, keeping my feet glued to the ground so they can’t pull them over and past my ankles as nerves take over, making me afraid to get completely naked when I don’t know whose touch belongs to who.

“Sage,” Kaiden growls, his voice booming from nearby, the one word commanding me to comply.

“I want to know who’s who,” I breathe desperately, my voice small.

“Vin,” Kaiden grunts in instruction, and then hands at my thighs grip tight against me in answer.

“Becks,” Kaiden commands, making the hands that are pushing at my panties tighten. He pulls, the lace digging into my skin for a second before I hear it rip. Beckham throws the shreds at my feet, laughing like he’s pleased with himself.

The skin of my bare ass brushes against the roughness of the tree bark when I arch my back, making me hiss under my breath and push my pelvis toward where I feel Vinny crouched in front of me.

Beckham’s hands return to my body, his fingers sliding under the cups of my bra lightly, sending an electroshock of goosebumps to spread across my skin as he grabs handfuls of my breasts. My back arches on instinct at the contact, my head connecting with the back of the tree. He doesn’t stay in place for long though, his hands moving around my back to undo the clasp of my bra.

His fingers are skilled, my bra undone and ripped from my arms in a blink, making jealousy burn in my gut when I think about how many girls he’s probably done it with before me.

Both Vinny and Beckham remove their hands from my body in a flash, leaving me completely naked against the tree by myself. I feel my entire body burning with heat, the lick of the cold air doing nothing to cool me. A shiver runs through me regardless when the wind blows, my nipples pebbling to stand at attention.

“Kaiden?” I whisper, daring.

He doesn’t answer, though. I breathe heavily as I wait – wait for the pleasure they’ve promised me, the touch I so desperately need between my legs.

Time ticks by so slowly I can almost feel it moving, making me anxious as fuck. I move from foot to foot where I stand, my sneakers crunching on the ground. I feel my pussy get wetter and wetter with anticipation.

Is this what they wanted all along? Is this a part of the game? Get me naked and leave me here, panting and desperate?

ChapterTwelve

BECKHAM

After stripping Sage, Vinny and I take three steps back to stand next to Kaiden. My eyes have adjusted, familiarity of the dark graveyard making me feel comfortable, like I’m at home here.

Vin and I wait for Kaiden to tell us when we can touch her, as the twisted bastard likes to be in charge. I’m not complaining though, because the longer we let Sage stand there in suspense, the more she’ll want it. Pressure is building inside of her. We need to make her sweat it out, make herneedus instead of just want us. That way – she’ll beg us with that raspy little voice of hers for release.

Kai makes her stand there, panting and shifting on her feet. A smirk kicks up the corner of my lips as I watch, so humored by the situation I’m having trouble not laughing at her. But that would fuck it all up. She needs to feel desired, not humiliated. My cock is rock hard in my pants, knowing how big and bad her carnal urge is building, her pussy probably dripping down her legs as she imagines all the things she wants us to do to her.

After five whole minutes, Kai takes a step toward her. My brows pull down in confusion, and I almost ask what the fuck he’s doing. He’s many things, Kaiden Thorne, but he doesn’t go first. He likes our girls messy, filled and leaking with our cum already when he finally slides in. He likes a doll, moldable and exhausted, screaming and begging, scratching and biting.

I stay in place though, curious as to what he’s going to do. Maybe Sage Lindman is different, and he just can’t fucking help himself.

He takes one more step toward her, stopping when he’s about two feet from the tree she’s balanced against. Then he snaps his fingers, signaling for me and Vinny to pounce.

My chest burns, my dick pulsing and leaking precum as I launch myself toward her. Vin is there with me, as desperate as I am to touch and taste her. He presses his mouth to hers, kissing her like he’s fuckingstarvingfor her, and so I thread my hands into his hair to control him as I suction my mouth around one of her nipples.

She moans, pushing her tit farther into my mouth as she kisses Vinny, so I let her feel my teeth, pressing them against her tender flesh to get more sounds from her. It’s honey and caramel, her moans, soothing that part of me that’s been hungry and burning for her since she got here.

I feel Vinny’s head moving as he ravages her lips with his, and my dick swells even more as I listen to the sounds of them fucking each other’s mouths.

Vin reaches out to touch me, his hand stroking down my back as if he wants to remind me that he’s here with me, always here with me, and then he’s moving the same hand to Sage’s body. Moving in between my body and hers, he slides his fingers down her center slowly, making her moan and beg between kisses. He finally reaches between her thighs to touch her, and my hand tightens in his hair when I hear his fingers slide between her slick lips.

I squeeze Sage’s ass, desperate to yank her legs open wider for Vinny, and she’s quick and eager to comply, spreading and gyrating against his hand when he finally pumps two fingers inside her. She cries out when Vinny pulls his mouth from hers and puts his mouth against my ear.

“Becks.”

I grin at the thickness of Vinny’s voice; it’s laced with pleasure and dominance, and I read in it exactly what he wants from me.

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