The Risk (Kings of Linwood Academy 3)

Fuck, I’m not gonna last long.

Trying to hold off my orgasm as long as possible, I kiss Dax with everything I have, hooking one hand around his neck while my other reaches behind me to palm Linc’s cock through his shorts.

The boy behind me grunts, like he’s trying to warn me not to start something I can’t finish. But the warning is entirely unnecessary, because I don’t plan on quitting until I feel each one of these boys come.

One of Chase’s large hands grips my waist, the other holding onto the leg that’s draped over his shoulder, and when I buck my hips against him, he responds by stiffening his tongue and driving into me. My moan of pleasure falls into Dax’s mouth, and he eats it up.

Just like his brother is eating me up.

The three of them have me completely naked in their arms, holding me up as I twist and undulate my hips, working my body against theirs.

Chase’s tongue is pushing me toward the cliff, about to send me over the edge into a blissful freewill, when another groan sounds behind me.

And this one isn’t a turned on groan, it’s just… a groan.

All four of us freeze.

Dax pulls his lips away from mine, Linc releases the spot on my neck where I’m pretty sure he just left a hickey, and Chase tilts his head to look up at me. His tongue slows its movements but doesn’t stop, slipping over and around my clit in lazy strokes. Jolts of sensation shoot through me with every lick, and I let the boys’ grip on me hold me up as I turn my head, peering around Linc to look at the sole remaining figure on the mattress.

The twins are usually early risers, springing out of bed alert and ready for action, as if they’ve been mainlining coffee in their sleep. Linc is a pretty sound sleeper, but River? He sleeps like the fucking dead. And when he wakes up, he bears an uncanny resemblance to a zombie for a few moments while he returns to the land of the living.

Still, if there’s one thing that can wake him up in a hurry, it’s this.

My gaze locks with his, and at the sight of us, his gray eyes shift from sleepy and cranky to sleepy and turned on in a heartbeat. He can’t even see all of me, but he can see enough to get a clear picture of what’s going on, and he licks his lips, propping himself up on his elbow as he watches intently.

And that’s what snaps the string holding me back. His gaze.

His gaze, Chase’s tongue, Dax’s touch, and Linc’s embrace—all of it combined is too much for me to handle, too much for me to survive.

My leg tightens around the boy kneeling in front of me, pulling him close as I come hard on his face, a slow-building orgasm that plows through me like a steamroller, leaving me gasping and panting.

Dax’s hands find my breasts, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, the sharp jab of sensation setting off a new orgasm on the tail of the first.

When it finally stops, I literally am being held up by the boys. The toes of my standing leg have curled against the hardwood floor, and all my limbs are shaking.

Chase gently sets my other foot back down. He wipes the wetness from his mouth and chin, then surges to his feet to kiss me, letting me taste myself on his lips.

This time, River’s low noise behind me is full of desire, and I pull away from Chase long enough to gasp, “Bed! Now!”

He grins and picks me up, and I lose the warm steel of Linc’s cock in my hand as I’m carried over to the large bed. As soon as my back hits the mattress, the guys are crawling up beside me, shedding their few remaining articles of clothing as they move. River is already naked, and when I scoot to the center of the king-sized bed, he settles between my legs, a look of such awe—such love—in his eyes that it makes my heartbeat stutter.

The others don’t stop touching me, and everywhere their hands roam, they leave trails of fire across my skin.

River’s cock nudges my entrance, and when he slides inside me, I tilt my head back, a soft sigh falling from my lips. He feels so good. So perfect.

I was empty, and now I’m full.

Everywhere.

My heart. My body. My mind.

The four kings have filled up every part of me, right down to my soul.

River thrusts hard and deep, his tempo picking up speed as he gazes down at me with eyes the color of

a summer storm. But before he comes, he pulls out, breathing hard and fisting his shaft at the base. He leans down to kiss me, teasing my clit with the head of his cock before slipping back inside.

He repeats that action several more times, and every time he strokes my clit, my body shudders. A few more strokes, and I’m gone. He sees the look on my face, feels me tense up, and slips inside me again, thrusting hard as I clench around him until he comes too.