Page 138 of Victory at Prescott High (The Havoc Boys 5)
As the queen, it’s my job to take care of these boys the way they need. So, as Victor strokes himself beside me, one hand leaning back to balance his big body as he reclines effortlessly on the floor, I continue to suck and lick and scrape with my teeth. Vic looks almost bored as he does it, stroke himself like that. Our eyes stay locked as I bring Oscar to climax inside my mouth, hot jets of cum teasing my tongue at the same moment that Aaron thrusts into me and I cry out.
I lift up onto my hands, panting and swallowing, and then Oscar takes my chin in his fingers and kisses me, cleaning my tongue and lips of his seed. Aaron holds my hips in a tight grip as he fucks me from behind, and I can’t help but risk a glance over my shoulder, just so I can see chestnut hair plastered to his sweaty forehead.
Fuck.
Letting my head drop, I push my hips back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own.
“Shit, screw this,” I hear Hael murmur, and then he’s approaching me, sitting down on the floor and letting me make the decision of whether or not to touch his cock. I do, dropping my mouth down on the tip and giving it a harsh suck as his hips thrust in response.
Aaron pulls out before he’s finished, and then I feel the hot, hot heat of his release on my back and ass. Holy shit, this is going to make a huge mess. But I love that. I love the idea of seeing the occasion marked in the smears of dust on the floor, the wet spatter of arousal. It turns me on as I glance back and see Cal approach me.
He kneels down and guides the head of his cock to my cunt, sliding in nice and slow as I lick and suck frantically at Hael’s dick in response, flicking the piercing at the tip with my tongue as his hips rise up off of the floor.
Oscar, Aaron, and Victor are all pressed close, watching. Well, Oscar and Aaron are watching me specifically. Vic is watching all of us, his dark eyes taking in his pack of wolves, his dogs of war.
Vic waits for Hael to come in my mouth with a sharp, masculine cry, Hael’s hand fisting in my hair as he drives himself as deep into my throat as he can. When he’s finished, he slides back just enough that Cal and I have space to move, rocking into each other.
My body is quaking now, flushed with violent heat as Callum reaches around for my clit, slicking his thumb in circles around the hardened nub. Digging my fingernails into the floor, I move against him, drawing those velvety sounds from his throat, the ones that are both hard and soft, all at the same time. It’s as if the voice Cal would’ve had if he hadn’t been beaten so severely, and the voice he has now are intertwined, inextricably tied together.
He gives me my first orgasm of the night, a brief shuddering of muscles and a choking gasp that falls from my throat as I try and fail to stay upright, crashing forward into Hael’s lap as the last shocks of pleasure overtake me. Hael holds me there while Callum finishes inside of me, my silken inner muscles pulsing and bringing him to climax the way centuries of evolution have taught men to do.
Primal. Basic. Animalistic.
We are all of those things, but we’re also so much more. There is so much fucking more to the Havoc Boys and me. It’s inexplicable. Impossible to recreate. This is one of those once in a lifetime—once in a handful of lifetimes—moments.
Cal slumps back, and I sit up, and then Vic is beckoning me like I’m being summoned to his throne room. His dark gaze sweeps the other boys, reminding them that the reason they’re so confused when he says that I belong to him, is because they’ve forgotten that they, too, also belong to him.
His pack. His wolves. His Havoc.
Victor takes me in his arms and sweeps his big hand into my hair, crushing my mouth to his in a flurry of sparks and light and heat, like an electrical storm on a warm, summer night when lightning crashes and rain pours. It’s like, Vic is the incoming elemental impact I never knew I needed. A force of nature.
He adjusts his grip to my ass, taking both cheeks in his greedy fingers, and then he moves to impale me on that massive dick of his, sinking me down until we’re fully joined together. Our eyes lock, our breathing quickens. I don’t even have to move because Vic is more than happy to do the work, rocking my hips with his hands, bringing his pelvis up off the floor to thrust into me.
