Page 61 of Triumphant Kings

“Thank you!” Sadie exasperates.

“Anyways, I call dibs on next time,” Preston adds.

“For fucks sake.” Sadie groans.

We stop at my car. Grabbing my keys, I press the button to unlock the door and finally let Sadie down as I place her in the passenger seat.

“Have fun,” Declan says, leaning in to kiss Sadie as I head around to the driver’s side. “See you when you get back. And don’t worry. I won’t snatch you up unless you want to be.”

Sliding into the driver’s side, I close the door, put my seatbelt on, and start up the car. Then I look over to Sadie, saying goodbye to the guys.

“Don’t worry, you can kidnap me any day.” She smiles up at Declan, pulling him down for a kiss, before the other two take his place to do the same.

“What about us? Can we kidnap you anytime we want?” Grayson grins.

“Only if you're good boys,” Sadie replies with a massive grin on her face before closing the door.

“But we’re never good boys!” he calls back as we back out of the parking spot.

She rolls down the window. “Guess now is a good time to start.”

We’re laughing as we pull away and drive out of the parking lot.

“You want to tell me where we’re going now?”

“Nope.” I grin over at her. “But put your seatbelt on before I spank you.”

She glares at me, doing what she's told, but I can see the pink in her cheeks. She loves our crazy asses.

Good thing, because I’m not sure many other women would be so chill about what I’ve just done and what I’m about to do.

“Can you at least give me a hint?” she asks when we pull out onto the highway.

Casting her a quick glance, I ask. “Ever been a part of the mile high club?”

Sadie

“COLLIN,” I SOB, MYeyes rolling, back bowing off the bed as Collin pounds into me with punishing thrusts.

“That's it, Sunshine. Take my cock and scream my name like a good girl. Fuck, watching you like this drives me fucking wild.”

My legs are thrown over his shoulders as he bends over me, fucking me into the mattress.

How did my day go from a regular day at school to joining the mile high club in the bed of a private jet owned by... well, me, I guess?

“I’m going to cum,” I pant out, head spinning as I claw at the bed, the tip of his cock hitting my sweet spot just right with every thrust. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”

“Never,” he growls, sweat beading on his brow. “I can’t get enough of you,” he groans.

His cock feels so good inside me, igniting pure, blinding pleasure. This is how I want to spend my life, with my men buried inside me.

I’m still not even sure where we’re going, but at this point I don’t care. Preferably alone with this man so I can ride him the whole weekend. But we’ll see, I guess.

“Gonna fill you up.” He grunts, his fingers a punishing grip on my hips. “Gonna mark you as mine.”

“I’m already yours.” I moan.

“My wife,” he growls. “Mine.”