Page 47 of Whisper Pretty Lies (Lust & Liars #1)

EvanAnn

I find the guys playing video games in the rec room. Some kind of first-person shooter. They don’t pay me any attention as I walk in with the sandwich I got from the kitchen staff. I still don’t know how I feel about having someone do what I’m perfectly capable of doing myself.

There’s an open seat, so I sit and tuck my feet up under me, taking a bite of my sandwich. I watch them focus on the game. Each of them has taken a moment to glance toward me, but whatever battle is happening onscreen is apparently too important to look away from.

They’re all wearing athletic pants and t-shirts. It’s weird knowing I slept with them and had their cocks in my mouth and all their mouths on my pussy. Heat washes through me.

Fuck. Hawk said he wanted to go down on me every day. Sign me up.

The sandwich is by far the best thing I’ve had in a while. I suck the sauce off my fingers as I try to figure out who’s winning onscreen.

“Evan, for fuck’s sake,” Damon growls.

I straighten. “What?”

I’m just sitting here. I wipe my hands on my napkin. He glances toward me.

“On your knees, now. Take off that shirt and anything you have on under it, and suck my cock.”

My mouth opens and closes. Really? I glance toward the door. What if our parents come home? Or one of the many household staff come down here?

“Now?”

Damon growls. “If I have to count, you’ll regret it.”

Will I? I arch an eyebrow, but I need some advice so I put misbehaving on hold. I agreed to this, and they agreed to my terms. If I start fucking with their terms, they might disregard mine.

I swallow. While I know we’ll eventually have sex, I’d rather control when the first times happen.

Setting my plate to the side, I peel my top off and watch their soldiers move through the battlefield. When I take off my bra, my nipples tighten in the cool air. As I start to walk toward them, all three start yelling over each other and gesturing at me, like I’m in the way.

I put my hands on my hips and glare at Damon. “You could pause it.”

“It doesn’t work that way, little devil.” He glances at me. “Crawl over here so you don’t block the TV.”

It’s probably not the most humiliating thing they’ll have me do, but my cheeks flame with heat as I drop to the floor and crawl on my hands and knees. Someone dies in the game.

I lift my gaze and see Hawk watching me intently. I don’t know if kissing is part of our deal, but I’d like to think it is. Because I really want to kiss Hawk again.

Fuck, why does crawling on the floor to Damon turn me on? My jeans rub against my clit as I make my way to Damon’s feet. I put my hands on his knees and look up at him, waiting for what’s next.

“You’re a smart girl, Evan.” Damon doesn’t take his eyes from the screen. “Do you need me to walk you through it step-by-step, or do you know what to do?”

Each word strikes at my confidence. Seriously, I don’t know what I’m doing here, but they think I do. I hate to think it, but how did Mia do it? She seemed so fucking confident when she was down on her knees and working two cocks.

If Damon’s body hadn’t distracted me from the show, I might have paid closer attention. Taken notes.

It’s not like I haven’t had Damon’s dick in my mouth already, but there was very little I had to do other than open my mouth and suck.

Fuck. Maybe a manual would be good. I reach for the waistband of his athletic pants. It’s stretchy enough and he doesn’t act like he’s going to stand up, so I can draw them down. In the few romance novels I’ve read, the cock just magically gets freed from his pants.

I don’t have that kind of power though. I slide my hand down the outside of Damon’s boxers over his warm solid cock. He hisses and I jerk my gaze up to his face. Did I do something wrong? He’s not looking at me.

“If I wanted a hand job, I would have asked for one.” Damon glares down at me with impatient eyes. “Give me your mouth, little devil.”

I squirm, but then admit defeat. “Could you stand so I can pull these down?”

He arches an eyebrow but doesn’t look back at me. “Lift my cock out of my pants and take care not to crush my balls.”

Hawk must have revived in the game because he’s no longer paying attention to me, but he does make an obviously noise. Maybe there’s a guidebook on the internet, How to Play the Whore When You Haven’t Done Much Yet .

I slide my hand into Damon’s boxers and work his waistband down so his cock is free. Somehow, I don’t think it’d be appropriate to hold my hands up and say ta-da . My hair is at least back and out of my way as I lean over Damon’s lap.

Taking a deep breath, I hold his cock upright with my hand at his base before trying to mimic what I’ve seen in porn and last night. I immediately take way too much into my mouth and gag, jerking back.

“Lick it, goody.”

My watery gaze darts to Cam. He gives me an encouraging smile and a wink.

“Pretend it’s your favorite ice cream cone.”

Acting. That I can do. It’s what got me into Anteros to begin with. Well, not sucking cock, obviously, but acting. When it was clear I was going to be typecast by everyone as the best friend or the snobby bookworm, I changed to directing. That way, I was in control of who did what.

I slide my tongue along the underside of Damon’s cock. After all, ice cream melts. When I get to the tip, I wrap my lips around it and swirl my tongue over it.

“Fuck,” Damon hisses and I taste his cum. Not a lot, but enough to know this is working.

With renewed confidence, I set to work, stroking his base like Mia did as I work the tip with my mouth and tongue. I slide a little more into my mouth and hollow out my cheeks as I suck and bob up and down, never taking him as deep as that first time.

It doesn’t seem to matter if I take him deep. His hips thrust up occasionally and I hum around the little tastes of him when precum emerges. I drag my tongue through his slit. My breasts rub against his legs. I press my thighs together against the building ache there.

I could slip my hand into my pants and make myself come. It’s not like Damon hasn’t seen it, but would that be against the rules? After all, he’s here. He just wouldn’t be doing it himself.

An explosion goes off on the screen behind me, and suddenly Damon’s hand is on my head. He doesn’t press me down, but holds me there as his hips thrust up into my mouth.

“Fuck. I don’t know whether to thank you, little devil, or to thank Cam. I was worried you didn’t have any skill and I’d always have to fuck your mouth to come.” He breathes out a harsh breath as I suck a little harder. “Fuck.”

He pushes me down and thrusts up, but I relax my throat as he comes into my mouth. I swallow the best I can, but giving head is messy.

He lifts my head off his cock and drags me up onto his lap to straddle him. His fingers quickly undo my pants. His mouth captures my nipple and sucks as his hand slides into my panties and his finger thrusts inside.

“Oh, fuck.” I don’t try to stop the need to rock my hips with his thrusting finger. My fingers tangle into his hair to hold his head to my breast. My head falls back, giving in to the pleasure, letting him wind me tight again. I whimper. “Don’t stop.”

He chuckles darkly before switching to the other breast and thrusting his finger deep and curling it to touch a spot that makes me moan and tremble in his arms.

Each tug on my breasts makes my pussy clamp down on his thrusting finger until I can’t think anymore, and I ride out wave after wave of pleasure. My breath crashes into me as I come down.

Damon’s hand tucks into my hair and brings my head to his as our mouths collide. His fingers continue to work me until I shatter again. He draws me against him. His wet cock rests hard against my stomach. I breathe him in as I work to regulate my breathing.

My pussy clutches around his finger in tiny aftershocks.

Yeah, my virginity isn’t going to last long with these three. I’m already contemplating standing and divesting myself of my pants and more, but fuck, it’s way too soon to trust them.

Maybe it’s wanton of me to enjoy going down on Damon. To enjoy being used by him. But they already think I’m a whore, which is freeing. No one is setting me on the shelf because I might be breakable.

Nope, they’ll take me out of the box and play with me.

“You made me lose, little devil.” Damon kisses my neck, sending a fresh wave of sparks through me. “Why are you down here?”

I straighten and try to drag my thoughts out of sex, but his finger is still inside me and his lips are sucking on my neck.

“My car. I need to get my car. I mean, your car.”

He sits back and raises an unimpressed eyebrow at me before rubbing my clit. “You left my car?”

I nod, trying not to roll my hips against his finger. “At Mia’s yesterday, before the game.”

“Is that all, little devil?”

I shake my head, but I’m losing the battle of where the blood flows in my body.

“Words, Evan.”

I bite my lip, not wanting to say his name while feeling any pleasure. Fuck. I pull my phone out of my pocket and open Chase’s text.

“Hawk,” Damon says.

Hawk takes my phone from me and reads the text. Of course, he also scrolls back and reads the other texts. What few there are.

“He wants to have dinner with her tonight.” Hawk sets my phone on the end table beside him and sits back. His hooded green eyes study my face. “Is that what you were going to ask about, Annie?”

“Yes,” I bite out with a gasp as I tremble, so fucking close to coming around Damon’s fingers again.

Damon drags his fingers out of my jeans before I come and paints my wetness on my lips. “On the floor, kneeling, Evan. I want to see what you would have looked like in Mia’s place.”

Heat courses through me as I stand and lower to my knees. I don’t bother doing up my pants.

Damon leans back on the couch and gestures to Cam and Hawk. “This is interactive time. See, we watched Mia suck two guys’ cocks at the same time. Didn’t we, Evan?”

I nod and swallow. “Yes.”

“You had the better vantage point.” Damon’s blue eyes are lit with wickedness as Cam and Hawk both pull out their cocks for me. “Show me what I missed, little devil.”

These guys are both bigger than the ones Mia did this to last night.

I reach for them and slide my fists down their cocks and up again, finding a rhythm.

I turn my head toward Hawk first. I meet his green eyes as I lean forward and lick his cock, remembering what Cam said, before sliding him into my mouth and sucking gently.

Hawk keeps his eyes locked with mine as I explore his cock with my mouth and tongue. His eyes darken and something raw tugs at my insides. This is both degrading and powerful in the same breath. Yes, I’m on my knees for them, but they need me to make them feel good.

I pull off and turn to meet Cam’s dark eyes. I lick and suck on his head until he thrusts in a little deeper. My pussy gets wetter as he slowly fucks my mouth. My legs are spread and my jeans are tight against my clit.

I work with him as our gazes remain locked.

Someone could walk in right now and I wouldn’t even notice it.

So focused on giving them pleasure. I pull off and gasp before turning back to Hawk.

With no hesitation, I take him into my mouth and slide him in deep, relaxing my throat.

My eyes water as I meet his, but I suck and lick his cock and see that facade he holds so tight around him start to slip.

He grabs my hair, pulling it. I relax into the pain, knowing he wants to take, and fuck, do I want him to. I want him to take everything. He growls and fucks my mouth as he tugs me closer and closer, until my nose brushes his abs. He’s so deep inside me, I can barely breathe.

A flush of heat spirals through me and I moan at the ache between my legs. The need to have him this deep somewhere else.

“Fuck, baby girl.” He comes with a roar, flooding my throat and making me choke as I try to swallow it all. “Finish off, Cam.”

I turn and take Cam deep, following his lead. Hawk kneels beside me and slides his hand into my jeans and panties.

“So fucking wet, baby girl. You like the feel of our cocks in your throat.”

I moan as he works my clit.

“You need to let us fuck this pussy soon.” He growls in my ear as his finger fucks into me. “Then you can suck cock while your pussy gets the pounding it needs.”

My moan is muffled around Cam’s cock as my release gushes out of me, all over Hawk’s hand.

“You like that, dirty girl.” He chuckles as he leans down and sucks my breast into his mouth, laving at my nipple with his tongue. Aftershocks ripple through me, my pussy pulsing around his finger.

Cam groans as he comes in my mouth. Exhaustion weighs on me. I’m going to need to nap to keep up with these guys. My gaze meets Damon’s.

“Think about when you want to give that pussy up, Evan.” He leans forward and tips my chin up. His gaze falls on my naked breasts. “Don’t hold out too long.”