Chapter 7
Silas
We dropped the girls off at home so they could get ready for this damn party. It’s a Kings party, so everyone is expected to attend. It’s so that we can meet and mingle with all the princesses. It doesn’t make any fucking sense to me. We basically know who most of them are. We’ve grown up as Kings, and we’ve known who were princesses since we were young. Not that we mixed and mingled with them, because we didn’t. We had our little group, and that was all we needed. My eyes have always been on Angel, and Rylan has always wanted Tamsyn. Levi, on the other hand, has never really given a shit about who he got paired with. He doesn’t want to be paired with anyone as far as I know. He’s always been by our sides, though, ready to do whatever the fuck we want to do.
“Maybe you’ll find a fuck buddy,” Rylan teases him as we wait on the girls in front of Tamsyn’s house.
“I don’t need a fuck buddy.”
“Why the hell not?” I ask.
“If I want to fuck, it’s not that hard to get a bitch to spread her legs for me,” he says. He’s right. I’ve seen it. When Levi wants a quick fuck it doesn’t usually matter who it is because, with one little wink from him, the bitches spread their legs for him.
“So you have it made,” I tell him. He chuckles.
“I just don’t have a bitch who has my balls in the palm of her hand, like you two do.” Rylan and I both laugh now. He’s not wrong. Those girls are something else.
“You’re not lying. I feel like losing my goddamn mind every time I think about someone else touching, Syn.”
“Yeah, we gut them,” Levi adds.
“With good reason,” I add.
“Well, yeah. I just haven’t found anyone who keeps my interests that long,” Levi says.
“Not even Bianca?” Rylan asks him. Bianca is basically a whore of the princesses. She’ll fuck anything with a cock and not give two shits who it is. The girl has no standards, and I feel bad for the fuck who gets paired with her since she’s already fucked most of the Kings, including Rylan and me before we started messing with the girls.
“Bianca? You could actually see me settling with her?” Levi asks, his tone isn’t so friendly now.
“She seems to like you,” Ry adds.
“She likes anything with a cock, Ry! In fact, the three of us have already had a piece of that, and honestly, I don’t think it’s worth going back for seconds,” he laughs, causing us to join in.
“You’re not wrong there,” I tell him. I turn my head to see the girls coming out of the house, smiling as they make their way to the car. Tamsyn looks annoyed as hell to be wearing a dress and heels where Angel looks like her fucking name. An angel. The two of them couldn’t be any more opposite, and how they became best friends is beyond me.
I shove the back door open for Tamsyn and then move to the other for Angel. They both climb in with me in the middle.
“Why are you in the middle?” Tamsyn snaps.
“In case I need to finger fuck you both on the way there. You look a little tense, Tamsyn.” I hear the growl that leaves Ry, and I don’t care.
“You know how much I hate this shit,” she says, tugging at the white dress she’s wearing. Fucking white. That’s what the princesses have to wear.
“I know, but I’m sure it’ll be fun when Ry rips it off,” I tell her. She smiles at the thought. Ry looks over his shoulder at her and nods his head.
“Yeah. I’ll be shredding that shit later.” Tamsyn’s cheeks heat as I turn to look at Angel. There are marks around her neck from the rope, and I groan as it makes my cock hard. I reach down and rub that fucker as I look at the colored splotches on her flesh.
“My mom is having a fit,” she tells me. Now, I drag my eyes to meet hers.
“About what?”
“The marks, Silas.”
“And? I don’t give a fuck what your mom says, Angel.”
“She’s pissed,” she adds.
“And I’m a fucking King! I can do what the fuck I want to you,” I roar, reminding her that her mom means nothing to me. Angel huffs and turns to look out the window as my eyes go back to the marks. I reach my hand up and run my fingers gently along the lines. I see her take a shaky breath, and I love it.
“Tell your mom next time she has a problem with the way I mark you; she can come to me,” I tell her. She turns her head to look at me, and I can see the uncertainty in her eyes.
“And what will you do?”
“Tie her to the bed and make her watch me eat her daughter’s pussy until she squirts all over my chin. Speaking of, I plan on doing that to you tonight.”
“Jesus,” Tamsyn hisses next to me. I don’t need to look to know my words turned her on, too. Rylan will take care of that later, though.
“The Kings will all be there,” Angel reminds me as if I give a shit. I don’t.
“You think that would stop me?” I ask her, narrowing my eyes at her. She shakes her head slowly as I bring my fingers to her painted-red lips and force them into her mouth. “I should make you suck my cock right here in front of everyone for thinking I’d care.” Her tongue works magic on my fingers, and all I can think about is shoving my cock down her throat. What the hell is stopping me? I pull my fingers from her mouth and reach for my dress pants, pulling my cock free. Then, I shift in my seat so she has room to reach it. When she doesn’t move, I grab the back of her hair and force her head down.
Her lips part, and she takes me into her mouth. I groan at the feel of her wrapped around my cock as she begins to suck.
“Come on, Angel. We don’t have much time. You better make me come before we get there,” I tell her. She begins to bob her head, taking me deeper into her throat, and my eyes roll back. Fuck, this girl is good at this.
I keep my hand resting on the back of her head while she takes me deeper into her throat. Then, I push her head down, and she panics. She can’t breathe. She’s choking on my cock. I can’t take it anymore. I come down her throat even as she chokes on it. She can’t swallow, not with my cock this far back. My cock twitches inside of her mouth as she panics and scratches at my thigh. I release her head, and she quickly sits up, gagging and trying to breathe. She doesn’t know if she should swallow or try to keep it in.
She coughs, and splatters of cum shoot out of her mouth, rolling down her chin. I reach over and run my fingers through it, shoving it back into her mouth.
“We don’t want to waste any,” I tell her. Her eyes are wide as she watches me, tears clinging to her lashes. I press down on her tongue, and she knows what I want. She sucks my fingers clean before I slip them back out of her mouth. I reach down and tuck my cock back into my pants as we pull up at the mansion where the party is being held. Ry passes a rag over the seat to me, and I take it, cleaning Angel’s face off. I can’t have her going into a Kings’ party with cum dripping down her chin.
Levi pulls to a stop, and a valet waits to take the car as we climb out and head for the door. All of our dads are here to greet us, as well as Tamsyn’s stepdad. I see her cringe when she looks at him and quickly moves to the other side of Ry. He notices, too, but doesn’t say anything; he just gives Brady a deadly grin.
We walk inside and the girls are laughing together. I glance around, and I already hate it. The girls take off, and the three of us head for the drinks. I grab one off the table and bring it quickly to my lips, taking it down.
“That bad?” Ry asks with a laugh.
“You don’t want to be here anymore than I do,” I tell him.
“You’re right. This is all bullshit.” I nod my head and agree when I see Levi walk over and drop into a chair. He doesn’t want to do this shit either.
We watch the party until it’s time for the Kings to speak. Matt, Ry’s dad, steps up to the mic, and everyone silences.
“Welcome all. Tonight is about getting to know each other better. We want you all to be better acquainted before the ceremony so you will at least know a little about your chosen one. You will spend approximately two minutes dancing with each person. Talk to them. Learn a little about them. We will host a dinner where you will choose someone to eat with, and then we will mingle once again.” Most people clap and cheer, but we don’t. I see Max, that little piece of shit, eyeing Angel from here, and it makes me want to fucking scoop his eyes out with a blunt spoon for looking her way. Ry’s hand lands on my shoulder, pulling my attention to him.
“Calm down. We’ll handle him later,” he says. I nod my head. I already know Max is going to be an issue for me. He’s always had a thing for Angel, and I don’t know if she feels the same way about him or not. I haven’t gotten that far in her journals yet.
I roll my shoulders as the dance begins. Some girl approaches Levi, and he rolls his eyes before standing and going to dance with her. I snort a laugh when two bitches come and approach me and Ry. We don’t have a choice but to dance with them. So we walk out onto the dancefloor, and that’s what we do.
Her name is Kelcee, and she seems like a nice enough girl. Who the fuck wants a nice girl, though? No. I want my dirty little Angel. The one who takes my cum like a good little whore and loves every second of it. Just thinking about her has my cock hard. Shit. Now this bitch thinks it’s for her. She grins at me, and I smile back, but that isn’t going to happen.
Kelcee rambles on about herself, and it drives me a little insane. I’m watching the fucking clock tick down until it’s time to change partners. I quickly move away from her when another comes up.
“This is stupid,” Marley says as I pull her in and dance.
“Who the hell are you telling.”
“I’m not sure why this is a thing,” she adds. Okay, maybe I like her a little.
“It’s bullshit, right? What the fuck are we going to learn in two minutes.”
“Exactly.” She doesn’t say anything else as I eye Angel across the room. She doesn’t look like she’s having a good time either, and that makes me happy. I don’t want her to have a good time. I want her to think about me between her pretty little thighs. I want her to think about my fucking cum dripping out of her pussy and down her legs while she tries to focus on her dinner. When it’s time to change again, I make my move. I see Max going for her, but I step in front of him, grabbing her hand in mine. He curses under his breath as I glance around to see who’s looking. When I’m satisfied no one will see us leave, I drag her through the first door I can find and down the short hall. Her heels click on the floor until we find an unlocked room, and I push her inside.
“Panties off,” I tell her. She pulls her panties off and holds them in her hand. I grab them and bring them to my nose as she watches me. Then I stuff them in my pocket and yank my pants down along with my boxers.
“You have my fucking cock so hard right now, Angel. This is going to be quick. We don’t have a lot of time,” I tell her. “Bend over that chair.” I nod toward it. She moves quickly, bending over the chair as she bunches her dress up around her waist. I walk behind and slap her ass hard with my hand. She yelps before I pull her panties out of my pocket and stuff them in her mouth. I know my little Angel is a screamer.
Without giving her any warning, I thrust into her from behind. Just like I thought, she tries to scream around the panties in her mouth.
“Be a good little whore and keep quiet,” I tell her. I grip her hips, and I fuck her hard and fast, knowing we need to get back out there. She takes my cock like a good girl, and I hammer inside of her. I don’t care if she comes right now. This isn’t about her. Seeing those assholes with their hands on her pissed me off. This is all about me marking what’s mine.
A few more rough thrusts into her, and I come. I fill her greedy little pussy with my seed, and she eats that shit up. She’s panting when I pull out of her. She stands, keeping her dress hiked up, and I see it slowly slipping down her inner thighs. I grab my cock; that motherfucker wants more of her. I groan as I stuff it back into my boxers and pull my pants up. Then I pluck her panties from her mouth and slide them into my pocket.
“I need those,” she tells me.
“For what?”
“To clean this up.” She nods toward her thighs.
“No. You’re going to walk around, dance, eat, and mingle with those motherfuckers with my cum sticking to your thighs. If you clean it off, I will punish you and put it back.”