How Sinners Fight (Sinners of Hawthorne University 2)

Somehow, without ever really meaning to, I’ve started to have feelings for three men. And somehow, they’ve accepted that. These possessive alphas, men who are used to getting whatever they want, are okay with sharing me with each other.

But what exactly that means and how exactly it will work is still being decided.

I know how I want it to work though. All I have to do is remember the day they gathered around me on Gray’s bed to know how I want things to be between us.

So I decide to test the waters a little.

I spread my legs a bit wider, welcoming Elias’s touch. He makes a noise so low in his chest that I feel the vibration of it more than I hear any sound, and his fingers trace the line of my panties before delving beneath them. He slides through my folds, and I can tell I’m already fucking soaked for him.

Gray’s bottom lip is clamped between his teeth, his gaze riveted to the apex of my thighs. Declan is leaning forward a little in his chair, and even in the dim light from the moon and the streetlamps, I can tell his cock is hard. I can see the shadowy bulge of it in his pants.

Smiling a little, I spread my legs wider, letting them see more of me at the same time Elias tugs the crotch of my panties aside and begins to fuck me with two fingers.

My pussy clenches around the intrusion, and Gray groans. “Fuck, Sparrow. You like that?”

In answer, I let my smile widen, dropping my head back against Elias’s shoulder as I hook my legs over the outside of his. He opens his own legs, spreading my thighs even more.

I can feel Elias’s cock digging instantly into my ass. He pulses his hips upward a little in time to the movement of his fingers as he continues to fuck me with them. His thumb finds my clit, and I shift restlessly on his lap as the insistent thrum of arousal inside me spikes even higher.

“What do you want, Blue?” he murmurs against my ear, pressing little kisses to it as we both watch the other two men watch us. “I can tell you want something. What is it?”

“Fuck me,” I whisper back, a thrill of anticipation zapping down my spine as I say the words. “Just like this. With Gray and Declan watching. I want you to fuck me.”

My words are meant only for Elias, but the other two Sinners either hear them or make an accurate guess at what I just said, because they both make audible sounds of approval. Declan reaches down and squeezes his dick through his pants, his jaw clenching as he does.

God, yes.

I want to see him do that and so much more. I want to watch them come while Elias is buried to the hilt inside me. I want to know they fell over the edge watching their friend fuck me, imagining themselves inside me.

“Here? On the roof?”

Maybe if it were someone else asking me that, I’d think they were hoping I would say no—that fucking on the roof of a school building while two other men watch is too risky, too reckless.

But this is Elias. So even as he asks the question, he shows me how much he hopes I’ll say yes. His cock grinds against my ass as he hooks his fingers, teasing my g-spot and making me moan.

“Yes.” It’s getting a little harder to think. His fingers are moving faster, and if he keeps that up, I’m gonna come once before he even gets inside me. “Here. Now. On the roof. I want you insi—oh, fuck!”

As if he senses how close to the edge I am, Elias picks up his pace, thrusting his fingers harder and deeper until pleasure crashes through me. My muscles tense up, my legs trying to press closed, but he keeps them splayed wide, letting both Gray and Declan see the movement of his fingers inside me as I come.

When he drags his fingers from my still-fluttering pussy and licks them clean, Declan groans.

“Fucking Christ. I’ve never been so hungry in my life.”

I bat my eyelashes at him, making him laugh. I’m tempted to go over to his chair and put him out of his misery, to let him taste me for himself and enjoy all the things his wickedly talented tongue can do.

But that’s for another time. Right now, I know exactly what I want.

I shift my weight a little, letting Elias drag the fabric of my dress upward until it’s bunched around my waist. With my legs spread so wide, it was already high enough for the other two Sinners to see beneath it, but now that it’s completely out of the way, I feel even more exposed.

My thin, lacy panties are the only thing separating my pussy from the cool night air, and Elias shocks the hell out of me by grabbing the delicate fabric in both hands and shredding it from my body. I yelp as he tosses the scrap of fabric away, and I feel the vibration of his chuckle.

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bsp; “I’ve always wanted to do that,” he admits.

“You’ve never shredded a pair of panties before?” I ask as he slides a finger through my slick arousal, showing off for the other two men. I’m not sure they’ve blinked since my dress got dragged upward, and my lower half feels flushed and hot, as if their gazes radiate actual heat.

Elias laughs softly again. “I was never with a girl who inspired me to shred her panties before. Nobody’s ever made me as crazy as you, Blue.”