Page 31 of Triumphant Kings (Boys Of Kingston Academy #3)

“Hell yeah, we are.” Alice laughs, pulling Mia into her arms. “We have plans to get drunk, dance like no one is watching, and if our lovers play their cards right.” Alice gives Mia a heated look. “Hot, steamy sex.”

“Alice!” Mia slaps her girlfriend's arm, eyes widening.

“I may have already started drinking.” Alice laughs.

Smiling, I shake my head then look at my guys. “Alright, boys. Let's have fun.” Grabbing Preston and Declan’s hands, I pull them outside, excitement pumping through my veins.

“You called a limo?” Collin asks. “When did you have time to get all of this set up?”

“It’s called a phone.” I laugh. All I told the guys was to get dressed to go out.

I didn't tell them where or what we were doing. And of course, like the rich boys they are, they came dressed nicely. Like always. Worked out in my favor. Although I would like to see them in more casual clothes sometimes. I mean, can’t a girl enjoy a good ogling of their man in grey sweatpants sometimes?

Maybe I should start going to the gym with them. You know, as moral support and all that stuff.

The ride to the club is oddly fun. The music blares, we drink some wine, and sing along. I’m smiling and laughing so much by the time we get there, my face hurts, and my stomach cramps, but I love it.

“I like this,” Grayson says, pulling me into his arms after helping me out of the limo.

“Like what?”

“Happy.” He smiles, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear before giving it a tug. “Laughing.” He rolls his hips, and I bite my lower lip. “Makes me fucking hard.”

“Stop it.” I laugh.

“Really, Sadie.” His smile grows softer. “Seeing you happy and healthy, it’s the thing I live for.”

“Grayson.” I blink up at him, trying not to let myself cry.

“I love you, Pretty Girl.” He kisses me like it’s going to be our last time.

It’s a reminder of just how much my actions hurt others.

I didn’t think about how much my hurt and pain were going to affect them in the long run.

I regret it so much. Because they worry, they hurt.

And I’m going to work my ass off to make sure I fix the little things I broke. Because to them, it’s not so little.

“I love you, too,” I murmur against his lips. “Now, let's go get drunk and grind against each other.”

“That sounds like a fantastic idea,” he growls, slapping my ass as I dart away, laughing hard and feeling good.

WE’RE TWO HOURS IN and I’m not ready for the night to end. I’m a drunk, sweaty mess, but I’ve never felt more amazing than I do right now.

I may have been pulled away a few times for a quick fuck after dancing with Grayson, then Preston, now Collin.

As I stumble out of the room from my third orgasm of the night, I watch a flushed face and needy Declan get dragged by Preston into the room next to the one I’m coming out of.

Grinning, I laugh. “Suck his dick good, Preston! Make our man cum!”

“Sunshine, I don’t want to think about my brother having sex.” Collin groans, pulling me back down the hallway.

“Why not?” I ask. “It’s hot as fuck.”

Collin just shakes his head. As soon as we make it back into the crowd, I’m pulled away by my friends.

“Stop doing that!” Alice shouts in my ear. “Every time we turn around, you're getting dicked down!”

“Sorry.” I laugh, closing my eyes as I dance to the music, just feeling so damn good.

“No, you’re not.” Emma laughs, her boyfriend's arms wrapped around her waist as she leans back into him. He met up with us when we got here and has been pretty good, like always, with our shenanigans.

“Not even a little bit.” I laugh, grinning widely.

The song changes, and Hard Times by Paramore comes on. We all laugh and start to sing, belting out the lyrics, not caring at all that none of us can sing.

It might be an upbeat melody, but the lyrics have never fit so well with my life.

Even though it’s true, I have my friends, my men, and my family who love me. I’m not alone and will always have people at my side.

So despite the hard times, I’ll be okay.

And sometimes, you just need to laugh when you want to cry. Like right now.

“I DON’T WANNA GO,” I whine, sounding just as drunk as I feel.

“I know. But you need to,” Preston says, scooping me up into his arms.

“You're no fun.” I boop him on his nose as he carries me towards the limo.

“You didn’t feel that way when I was buried deep inside that pretty pink cunt,” he growls, nipping at my nose.

My mind goes to that memory, and I moan. “You always make me cum so hard.” I sigh happily.

“Good,” Emma shouts. “He should!” Then she says, “It’s okay, babe, you make me cum hard too.”

“Sorry, man.” Declan laughs.

“Don’t be,” Brent says. “It's not the first time I’ve been around them like this.”

“I still think it’s weird you’ve partied with our girl more than us,” Grayson mutters.

“It’s okay, baby,” I say when we get into the limo and I crawl into his lap. I’m clumsy and I think I kneed Collin in the dick. I’ll have to kiss that better later. “Don’t be jelly. We have our whole lives to party together.”

“Yeah, we do.” He grins, gripping my hips to grind me down on him.

My eyes flutter closed as I let out a small moan.

“Hey,” Collin growls. “No fucking her in the limo in front of her friends.”

“I mean, I wouldn't care,” Alice says.

“Same,” Mia adds. “Might be hot.”

“Oh my god.” I laugh, shooting them a look over my shoulder. “It’s bad enough you demand all the details of my sex life, you're not going to see it in person.”

“Now who’s no fun?” Emma laughs.

“Still, Preston,” I say.

“Watch it, Kitten,” he warns.

“Oh no, please don’t spank me.” I pout. Then look to Collin. “But you can.”

“Fucking brat,” Preston mutters.

“Gladly, Sunshine,” Collin winks.

Taking my seat, I lean my head against Grayson’s shoulder. “Thank you,” I say to everyone. “I really needed this.”

It's quiet for a moment before Declan speaks. “Anytime, Sweetheart. Just name it.”

“How about next weekend?” Emma asks.

“I don’t know.” My brows furrow together as my stomach starts to turn. “I don’t think I want to feel like this again.”

“Are you okay?” Grayson asks.

Blinking, I stare at the door as I wait to see what my body is going to do next. “No.” I shake my head. “Nope. Not good. Going to puke.”

“Fuck,” Collin hisses, then demands the driver pull over.

I manage to make it just as the door opens before puking up everything I drank. Hands rub my back as my men take care of me. Once I’m done, they pull me back in and lay me across their laps.

Even after that, it was still the best night I’ve had in a long time.

After dropping my friends off, we head back to mine and Grayson’s place, and someone carries me up to bed. I’m too tired, drifting in and out of sleep, to care.

Once I’m in bed, I start to fuss. “Get me naked,” I whine.

“We’re trying.” Declan laughs.

“This dress is so damn tight,” Preston mutters.

“You liked it,” I mumble. “Made my ass and tits look amazing.”

“Not going to fight you on that one.” Grayson laughs.

My eyes are still closed as they work together to get me undressed. “T-shirt or PJs?” Collin asks.

“Naked.” I roll over and snuggle into the blanket. “Clothes are bad.”

They all laugh. “Who do you want to stay with tonight?” Declan asks.

“All.” I lift a hand, doing the grabby thing. “Come snuggle me.”

Thankfully, no one argues. Clothes are removed, and bodies fill the bed. It’s only when I’m sandwiched between bodies that I start to go back to sleep. Safe. Happy. Loved.