Tormented Kings (Boys Of Kingston Academy #2)

Chapter 17

Sadie

With my hand in Declan’s, I guide him back over to where our friends should be waiting for us.

I see them waiting over by a bench. Grayson stands up and walks over to us with a cocky grin. “Hey, you two. Did that haunted house get you all worked up, Pretty Girl?”

“You,” I growl, dragging Declan beside me. “Get this man some water.”

“Okay.” His face drops. “What's going on?”

Declan pushes his glasses up his nose with shaky hands. “I told you to keep guard,” Declan growls, sounding a little betrayed.

“I did.” Grayson looks between the two of us.

“Yeah? Then why did Preston just catch us?” I cross my arms, glaring at my stupidly handsome but confused boyfriend.

“What's the big deal?” he generally asks. “I thought you would find it hot, him watching the two of you? Are we not letting him in on anything sexual? I’m sorry, I assumed since you two had sex the other day.”

My eyes widen, darting over to Declan. I haven’t talked to him about that yet. He gives me a soft smile. “I know. Preston told me. It’s okay, I’m not mad.”

See, this is why I can’t be upset over the fact that Declan likes Preston. He’s so damn okay with me fucking the guy he’s in love with. He’s kind loving, and understanding. He deserves all the happiness in the world, damn it. He’s too kind, too pure to be feeling this kind of pain.

And that’s why I’m going to put my nose where it doesn’t belong and see what I can do about getting my boyfriend a boyfriend.

“You’re amazing.” I grin. “We will talk more about that later.” I look back to Grayson. “Did you see Preston after you sent him our way?”

“I did,” Alice says, butting into our conversation. Looking around, I see people watching us; maybe I’m not keeping my voice down like I should be.

“Where?”

“He came out all pissy and in a rush. Went that way.” She points towards one of the gift shops.

“You better tell us what this is all about,” Emma pops in.

“I love you, but mind your business,” I growl.

“Fine,” she huffs. “You’re no fun.”

Sighing heavily, I leave the group and head in the direction Preston went.

I should be going to the bathroom to clean up, seeing how my damn panties are now soaked with Declan’s cum, but that can wait. Even if it is uncomfortable.

My eyes scan the crowd, trying to get a glimpse of his blond hair and Ghostbusters shirt.

Everyone is wearing the same damn thing. Doesn’t help that it’s frigging dark out here.

I find him not near the gift shop but near a pop machine.

“There you are.” I slide up next to him.

He looks down at me with a frown, pulling his cup away and capping it.

“What do you want?” he mutters, moving to get out of the way.

“Don’t you ‘what do you want’ me,” I huff, grabbing his arm and pulling him over next to a closed ice cream stand. “What the fuck was that about?”

“What do you mean? The part where you were getting fucked by your boyfriend where anyone could see,” he snarls.

“Nope. We’re not doing this. Jackass Preston left, he’s gone. You said so yourself. So, we’re going to talk this out like adults.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” He tries to pull away to leave, but I tighten my grip on his arm.

“Yes, there is.” I step closer

“What do you want to talk about, Sadie?” he demands while getting in my face. “How about the fact that seeing you with Declan like that fills me with this jealous rage because I see you two together, and I want that!” he shouts. “Or about the fact that it makes me so damn hard I think my dick will fall off.” He lowers his voice, eyes locked with mine. “What about how Declan moaned my name while he came inside you, and it’s messing with my brain.”

“Why?” I ask, breathing heavily. “Why does it affect you, Preston? Say it.”

“Because I want him, Sadie. I want him so damn fucking much it makes me want to murder people because I can’t have him.”

“You can.”

His eyes widen. “No, I can’t.” He shakes his head.

“If you want him, I won’t stand in your way,” I promise. “Because Preston, he wants you. He wants you so much he’s hurting because he doesn’t think he can have you. I love him too, you know,” I whisper. “I love him so much that I just want him to be happy. And if that means being with the both of us, then so be it. But I won’t stand around and watch him be in pain anymore. So please, if you don’t want me, fine, I can accept that. Just don’t do that to him too.”

“I do want you,” he growls, getting in my face. “Don’t you see that!”

“No. I don’t.” I shake my head.

“I do. I want you both so fucking bad. But I can’t have you. I can’t have anything, Sadie, because my life isn’t my own. He controls me. He tells me what to do and who to marry, and if he doesn’t get his way, he throws a tantrum like a psychotic child. I can’t risk him finding out about how much you two mean to me. He’d use it against me. Use it to hurt you. I can’t, I won’t.”

“I might not be worth the risk, but he is,” I say, taking a step back. “Don’t let your father make you live in fear. Don’t let him take the little things in life. If you do, you’re going to wake up one morning and hate yourself.”

“I already do.”

That kills me. My eyes well with tears as I give him a sad smile. “I guess it’s a good thing you have people in your life who don’t. Maybe if you give us a chance, we can love you enough for the both of us.”

I leave him there, fists clenched, chest heaving. If I push him, if I beg for him to be something more with Declan, it’s going to make things worse. I’ve done all I can for right now. I just hope I didn’t fuck it all up.

The week goes by in a blur. School, homework, and sleep become my life. It’s like all my classes have gotten harder, and my teachers are giving out more assignments. I’ve hardly had the time to see the guys, spending most of my time in my room studying.

I’ve popped into the Host Club a few times at lunch, but I didn’t stay long. With Declan and Grayson still taking clients, I’m forced to sit with Preston alone. He might not have gone back to being an asshole to me, but he sure as hell is one grumpy fucker.

He hasn’t talked to me since our heart to heart and hardly looks at me. But he doesn’t leave when I join him in his little corner office. We just sit there and eat in silence. It’s like the tower, only here the quiet feels wrong.

I hope what I said to him didn’t ruin anything but rather gave him something to think about.

The one person I haven’t seen in almost a week is Collin. We’ve been talking on the phone and text all the time, but it’s not enough. I miss him, his scent, his touch.

That's why today, I made sure I got to the cafeteria early to snag two cupcakes along with the lunch kit that I stashed in their fridge. Apparently, all I needed to do was give them my name, and they let me right in.

Collin or Carol must have something to do with this. Students aren't just allowed back there whenever they want. But I guess if you’re a family friend of the headmistress, you get special treatment?

It’s weird. Is this what the spoiled rich kids in this school feel like when they throw their name around to get what they want?

Not that me just getting first dibs at today's special dessert is anywhere near what those kids might use their power for. Still, it was a bit of a rush.

With the lunch kit in hand, I make my way to Collin’s office. I texted him beforehand asking what he was doing for lunch, needing to make sure he was even at school and making sure I didn’t interrupt a counseling session. He told me he was just going to stay in to grade papers. Perfect.

Giving the door a knock, I wait, nervous butterflies filling my belly. With every passing second he doesn’t answer, I start to get antsy.

Not sure if he heard me the first time, I knock again. This time, I hear noises coming from the other side of the door. Someone is inside, then.

“This better be go–” Collin starts, ripping the door open. His eyes land on mine, lips parted mid-sentence.

“Hi,” I whisper with giddy excitement. Fuck, he’s so damn sexy. He’s dressed in a black dress shirt with black dress pants. The first few buttons are undone, showing off some of his ink. I lick my lips before my eyes drift back up to meet his. “I thought I’d–”

This time it’s my turn to be cut off as Collin grabs me by the arm and yanks me inside the room.

He slams the door shut, locking it quickly. I let out a surprised sound as he shoves me up against the wall.

His lips are on mine, and I moan, letting the lunch box drop to the ground as I wrap my arms around him, kissing him with an urgency like I’ve never felt before.

“Fuck,” he groans, his hands all over my body like he can’t get enough of me, needing to touch me. I feel the same. My hands tangle in his hair as I kiss him harder, a needy whimper slipping free that he swallows happily. He moves his lips to my neck, and I moan as he starts to kiss and suck at the sensitive flesh, making me shiver. “I’ve missed you so much, Sadie.”

“I miss you too.” I claw at his back as he kisses me again. It’s rough, primal, and has me weak in the knees.

Grabbing my legs, he lifts me up, carrying me over to his desk. He sits me down, our lips moving against one another in a dirty, sloppy kiss that has my pussy dripping for him.

“Wait, wait, wait.” I pull back dazed, lips swollen, body humming. “We can’t do this. Not here.”

He growls, eyes wild. “We can, and we will. Because I haven’t touched my woman in days, and I'm going out of my damn mind.”

“But I brought lunch.” I blink up at him.

His lips tip up in a smile. “As kind as that is, baby, I'd much rather have you for lunch.” The way he says it, with a predatory purr, has me very much liking his idea.

He swipes his hand across the desk, sending papers floating to the ground. I laugh, but then it turns into a gasp as he shoves me backwards so that I’m lying on the desk. Collin grabs my hips, yanking my ass to the edge of the desk. “I fucking love skirts,” he growls, grabbing my legs. He puts my feet on top of the arms of the chair before grabbing my knees and shoving them apart.

I’m on fire right now, so wet and turned on for him.

I feel something brush against the wet fabric of my pussy as he inhales deeply. “Fucking hell, Sadie. Do you know what you do to me? I’m fucking obsessed, baby girl. With every inch of you. I’m gonna fucking worship this pussy, make you feel so damn good.”

“Please,” I whimper.

He pulls my panties to the side and wastes no time keeping his promise. My eyes roll back as he starts to devour my pussy like it’s his last meal. Every lick of his tongue, suck of my clit, and thrust of his fingers is pure torture. Torture I never want to stop.

He doesn’t stop, not until I’m dripping down his hand, and I’m slapping a hand over my mouth to smother my scream as I cum hard around his fingers and all over his face.

His tongue moves against my pussy lazily, lapping up everything he can before pressing a kiss to my clit. “Such a good girl,” he praises. “Cumming for me so beautifully.”

My belly warms at his praise as I breathe heavily, head spinning. He gets to his feet, towering over me, as he looks down at me with wild eyes. “So fucking good, baby.”

There's something about watching him wipe my release off his lips that has my pussy clenching for more.

I need him now. I need him inside me, filling me with his thick length. “More,” I breathe, reaching for him. I could stay here all day locked up in this office if it were up to me.

He grabs my hand, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of it. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m nowhere near done with you.”

My eyes widen as he takes my fingers, bringing them down to my drenched pussy. He makes me finger myself, and I whimper as my fingers brush my clit.

With a cocky grin, he brings my fingers up to his lips. I moan as he sucks them into his mouth, his tongue licking them clean.

This man. This fucking man. How the hell is he mine?

He’s pure sin.

Collin releases my fingers with a pop and licks his lips as he helps me to my feet. He spins me around and bends me over his desk. His hand comes down hard on my ass, making me moan. “Your ass is so damn perky. I wanna see it bounce as I fuck you from behind,” he rumbles, hand caressing the burn away. “I can’t wait to watch your tight hole drip with my cum. Would you let me, Sadie, would you let me fuck your ass, make it mine?”

“Yes,” I whimper. Anal wasn’t something I thought I’d be into, but my guys always make sure it’s good for me.

His finger grazes over my hole, making me gasp. “Have they had you here?”

I nod my head against the desk, staring at the wall, wanting, waiting. “Yes.”

He growls, not seeming to like that answer. “Then I’m going to need to have my turn, aren't I?”

“Yes,” I answer a little too eagerly.

He chuckles. “But not right now, not today.”

I whine in disappointment, and he chuckles. “Don’t worry, baby, I still got you. I’m going to take this pussy and fill it up,” he murmurs, his lips pressing against my ass as he removes my panties. My eyes flutter shut as he presses the tip of his cock against my entrance. “Do you want my cock, Sadie? Do you want me to make you feel so good and mark your insides with my fucking cum?”

“Yes, sir,” I moan.

He curses. “Good. Now be a good fucking girl and take it,” he growls before shoving forward so hard the desk moves.

My hands grip the desk as I cry out.

“Shhh.” He slaps my ass. “Don’t want anyone getting the wrong idea of what's going on in here, now do we?”

“No,” I moan, but it's muffled as he shoves something into my mouth. It’s my soaked panties. Again. Is this going to become a thing between us? Not sure how I feel about that, but I can’t concentrate on anything apart from the way his dick feels inside me, deliciously filling me up.

“That’s it, baby, fuck, Sadie. So hot and tight around my cock,” he pants, a deep, rumbling growl leaving his chest. “I could fucking live inside this pussy.”

He grips my ass cheeks and starts to fuck me like a madman. The words that leave his mouth are nothing but pure filth, kindling for that fire in my belly.

I can’t do anything but lay here and let him use me. I want to be used, I fucking love it.

The gag muffles my sobs and cries as tears spill down my cheeks. It’s good, almost too good. I’m so fucking close to my second orgasm already, my body not even fully recovered from the first one.

He reaches around and pays attention to my clit, sending me over the edge with the first brush of his fingers.

I scream around the gag, my pussy clamping down on his cock for dear life.

“Sadie,” he growls, sounding like he’s losing all his restraint. “Strangle my cock, fuck, baby. Yes. Fucking yes!” He moves faster, harder; the sounds of his heavy breathing and grunting fill the air around us.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he groans. “Never enough. Mine, Sadie. You’re fucking mine!” he roars, not seeming to care about keeping the sounds down for himself as he thrusts forward, gripping my ass so hard it’s going to leave bruises. Then he’s cumming, his cock jerking inside me violently, filling me with rope after rope of hot cum.

He collapses forward, bracing himself above me on his desk.

I lay there, trying to catch my breath. All thoughts are gone as I stare at the wall. I feel good, my pussy satisfied for now.

Collin presses a kiss on my back, and my eyes flutter closed.

“I love you, Sadie,” he murmurs, peppering more kisses down my back.

I smile sleepily with a content sigh.

Brushing the sweaty hair out of my face, he presses a kiss to my cheek before standing to pull out of me.

I can feel his cum dripping out of me, and my belly warms again. Kinks, so many damn kinks I didn’t know about. A cum kink being one of my favorites. Yay for birth control.

“Fucking hell,” he groans. “Do you know how fucking wild it makes me, seeing my cum dripping out of your used little pussy and onto my office floor? So puffy and pink. Fucking sexy.” He reaches over and pulls out the panty gag. “Do you like it when I cum inside you?”

“Yes,” I pant. “Fuck, Collin.” His name comes out as a breathless whimper because he thrusts in two fingers, pushing his cum back inside me.

“Someday, I’m going to fill you up with my baby,” he murmurs, biting my ass cheek and making me moan. I could go again. It never seems to be enough with my guys.

Collin helps me into my panties before pulling me to stand. I’m a mess, my cheeks are flushed and my hair is a tangled snarl on top of my head. But the way he cups my cheek and kisses me tenderly makes everything else not matter.

“Sit,” he tells me, nodding towards his office chair as he walks over to where I dropped the lunch box while tucking himself away.

I’m still buzzing from my orgasm, but I could really use something to eat as my stomach starts to growl.

“Did you make this for us?” Collin grins, looking at the food I brought.

“It’s nothing special.” I shrug, biting my lower lip. “It’s just a chicken caesar salad and some fruit.”

“Sounds good to me.” He grins, moving to sit on his desk. He pulls out the food and hands me mine.

The whole time, we just look at each other, grinning as we eat. I’m happy, so damn happy right now. Little moments like this make it all worth it.

I have to tell myself it won’t be like this forever. Once his father is out of the picture, we can be together. Out in the open and no longer hiding in the shadows.

Maybe I’m naive for believing in that, but I need to have hope. They’re doing so much to be with me, it’s the least I can do, right? Even if it hurts sometimes. It’s well worth the pain.