Page 84 of Kings of Westbrook High

“Shh.” Damon teases, speaking over my lips. “Be a good girl and hold these for us.”

I raise a brow but do as I’m told, taking the shots he hands me and holding two in each hand. My pulse kicks up a notch when the twins spread the salt on both sides of my neck but I don’t argue. I watch Damon, feeling my core burn to a whole new level when I see the look in his eyes.

Did he like that?

“Do you have any idea what I’m about to do to you?” He rasps, taking the salt to spread some over my hipbone.

“Fuck me or choke me?” I joke, struggling to hide the clear heat in my voice. “You kinda look at me the same way just before you do either.”

He smirks like the motherfucking devil and dips his head, licking the salt from my hip while his little brothers lick theirs from my neck. I moan before I can stop it, tipping my head back to allow them better access. Damon lifts his thumb to my lips and I open my mouth, watching him while he spreads the salt over my tongue.

Fuck me, that’s hot.

We throw the tequila shots back and bite the limes, then Damon takes my hands and holds them behind my back.

“Keep your hands right here or I’ll stop.” He warns, hooking a finger through my thong to pull it to the side. “Got it?”

I nod and pant like a bitch in heat, looking at Kai when he leans over and grabs a glass of ice from the side. They all take a cube each and pop them in their mouths, then Damon shocks the shit out of me when he dips his head and licks my clit.

“Fuck!” I squeal, bucking my hips off the ground. “Shit, that’s cold.”

He laughs, the prick, lifting his eyes to watch me while his little brothers slide their hands over my inner thighs to open me up for him.

“Oh my fucking god.” I moan, shamelessly grinding my pussy on his ice cold tongue.

Kai smirks, teasing the swell of my breast with his mouth while Wren does the same with my neck on the other side. I’m not sure what’s happening right now, but I don’t stop them to think on it. Their mouths feel like cold fire on my skin and I’m writhing where I sit, digging my nails into the wood behind me.

“Damon..” I plead, desperate to move my hands so I can touch them.

He only shakes his head, teasing me with his eyes while he takes the cube from his mouth and slides it inside me. My eyes roll and I bite down on my bottom lip, muffling my own scream when he teases my ass with his cold fingers and licks my clit at the same time.

It’s too much.

Too many mouths and hands and sensations and pleasure points.

I come hard and loud, falling apart at the seams while they continue their torturous assault on my body until I’m a hot, shaking mess between them. I groan and drop my head back, struggling to pull air into my empty lungs while they all just sit there staring at me.

“So fuckin’ hot.” Wren whispers, relighting his joint to feed me a hit.

I laugh lightly and blow my smoke up to the sky, looking at Kai when he teases my ribs with his fingertips, making me jolt.

He smirks, leaning over to speak in my ear. “We’re spoiled, Callie.”

“You don’t say.” I rasp, looking at Damon to check his reaction.

All I see is heat.

“We always have been.” Wren teases, sliding his hand over my inner thigh.

“Anything we've ever wanted, he's given it to us.”

“No matter what.”

I pull my brows in a little bit, watching Damon when he rises to level with me and brushes his thumb over my lip ring. “They want you, punk.”

I lick my lips, visibly shivering when he tangles his fingers in my hair. “You gonna let them have me, big brother?”

His dark eyes darken further and he holds mine hostage, leaning in further to take my lip ring between his teeth. “Say you’re mine.”

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