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Hawke’s green and brown eyes lit up as he lifted me with ease and brought me down on his cock. My head fell back, and I quickly grabbed hold of his shoulders to stay upright. He didn’t wait for me to adjust to his size or the ring in his cock.
Hawke was reaching places I could only dream about. I whimpered as he bounced me on his cock, taking me without hesitation. I clenched around him, and we both swore as I felt the drag of his ring against all the right spots. Spots danced in my vision as pleasure ran rampant through my veins.
We stopped caring, calling out each others’ names as we continued to fuck. My legs trembled in Hawke’s hold, but I didn’t dare ask him to stop. If it were up to me, I’d ask him to keep going until I passed out.
The sounds of our flesh colliding together echoed off the walls and surrounded us in an intoxicating void building our lust to unimaginable heights. It was like I couldn’t get enough of him.
“Hawke,” I cried out as my orgasm robbed me of breath and flooded me with endorphins.
I swore I was floating in the middle of the ocean for a second. I heard Hawke cry out for me before warmth filled my insides. Another moan was pulled from me, but I was too out of it to yell at Hawke or to even care that he came inside of me. There was no way in hell I could stay at school but fuck it. The day was shit, anyway.
I moved my mouth to Hawkes as he lowered me down onto the teacher’s desk and kissed me back. It was gentle and needy. He slipped out of me, and I groaned at the feeling of being empty.
My heart was pounding as my breath tried to match its pace. A light sheen of sweat coated us both as we lay there without a care.
We need to get up soon.But I didn’t say those words. I didn’t want to break whatever was surrounding us at the moment. Seconds ticked by until I was sure we needed to get our clothes on. Classes had changed over, but no one came to this one. Thank goodness.
I grabbed my pants but took a few tissues and cleaned up what I could before pulling my pants up. My panties were forever gone as Hawke picked them up and stuffed them into his pocket. He gathered me in his arms, and I sighed. I was not sure how he did it, but he calmed me down faster than anyone had been able to in the past.
“I don’t belong to anyone,” I said.
Hawke snuggled closer. “Then claim all of us.”
My breath caught as I went still.Can I?
“Luxious…” I shut my mouth. Daydreaming was fine. It felt like I was giving in to something I shouldn’t.
Hawke laughed, his warm breath brushing against my skin. “You just have to tame him.”
“You make it sound like the four of you are beasts.”
Hawke hummed. “I can’t wait to see how you will do it, Corpse.”
I shook my head. “I’m not doing—”
“A queen claiming the kings,” Hawke said wistfully.
The sticky airwas all the same. After being on the right side of the tracks, I noticed things that had never mattered to me before.
“Where have you been, butterfly?” Wakeman asked.
He was the same as usual. His usual dark hair was pushed back. Cologne he wore was so thick I could practically taste it. A suit jacket was tossed on the side of the couch, and the first three buttons were undone on his shirt. His sleeves were rolled up, showing off the array of tattoos and the one representing his gang. A huge black spider with its body in a skull. It terrified the shit out of me as a kid. A jagged scar marred his right cheek, and I made it my business not to stare at it. I’d seen what happened to a girl who’d stared a little too intently.
“Around,” I said.
Wakeman shook his head, a playful smile on his too-thin lips. “But that’s not the case, is it?” He sat down on a black leather couch and gestured for me to do the same.
Shit, why couldn’t he take the money and let me go? Oh yeah, I knew. Life was a bitch, and she was steadily reminding me of that. I sat down, ensuring enough room was between us.
“I need to be heading out soon.” I made sure to sound more confident than I felt. Any show of weakness or how uncomfortable I was, he’d draw it out.
“What’s the rush? You used to hang out here all the time.” One of Wakemen’s men dropped off a tray with a pile of weed and papers. “How about we have a session like the good old times? A reward for your payment being on time and not to mention you moving out.”
My skin crawled with every word that slithered from between his lips. He made it sound like an offer, but the implications were clear. I wasn’t going anywhere. Not till he was done with me.
“Sure,” I said, forcing a smile on my face.
“Good, knew you’d stay.”
