Page 41 of Wicked Games (Silvercrest U #1)

I barely pay them any attention as they haul William to his feet and get his mask on, then drag him toward the door, supporting his limp body between them. His feet do a decent impression of the Road Runner as he tries to keep up with them.

Felix’s eyes are full of heat as I stalk toward him, and the needy cry he lets out when I pin him against the wall only serves to fuel my desire for him.

I’m still pissed as hell about everything that went down tonight, especially him leaving my room, but I don’t want to hurt him. I just can’t be gentle right now.

He doesn’t resist as I spin him around and yank down his pants. He gasps and arches his back as he plants his hands on the wall in the perfect submissive pose.

A feral growl tears from my throat as I dig a packet of lube I grabbed out of one of the many bowls of lube and condoms that were littered around the floor earlier out of my pocket and tear it open with my teeth.

I’m barely able to focus as I shove my pants down so they puddle around my ankles and squirt the lube onto my aching dick.

I take a second to slick myself up, then smear some over his hole.

“Who’s ass is this?” I growl in his ear and shove one finger inside him.

He pushes back against me. “Yours! It’s yours,” he cries desperately.

“Fucking right it is.” I shove a second finger in with the first. “Who do you belong to?”

“You,” he practically sobs and squeezes around my fingers. “Only you.”

“I hope to fuck you’re ready for me,” I say, nearly as delirious as he is as I pump my fingers to loosen him up.

“Do it,” he begs. “Fuck me, big brother.”

With a feral cry that comes from deep inside me, I pull my fingers out of him and notch my cock against his softened hole.

His cry is equally loud and wild as I sink into him, and the sight of his body swallowing my dick is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

I barely pause when I’m fully sheathed and snap my hips back until only my cockhead is holding him open, then surge forward until our skin slaps together and I’m as deep inside him as possible.

“Oh god, oh fuck,” he cries as I grab his thighs and haul him back against my thrusts.

“Tell me right fucking now if it’s too much,” I say through gritted teeth.

“So good,” he chokes out and grabs his dick, his arm moving furiously as he strokes himself.

I shift my hips, searching out his prostate. I know I’ve found my mark when he lets out a guttural cry and clenches around me.

Keeping that angle, I drive into him. I’m not being gentle, and he doesn’t want me to be as he pushes back against my cock and begs for me to go harder and faster, even though that’s pretty much impossible at this point.

We’re being loud and reckless, but that only makes everything hotter. I want everyone to hear us, want them to know how much my stepbrother loves taking my cock.

I want them to hear me claim him so they know he’s mine.

“Killian,” he gasps, his hand moving furiously under him. “I can’t…”

Letting go of his thighs, I curl my body around his and bat his hand away from his cock.

He lets me take over, and I stroke him in time with my thrusts.

He’s babbling now, begging me to fuck him, to make him come. I try to hold back so I don’t hurt him, but he’s having none of it and starts pushing back on me, forcing me to go as hard and fast as possible.

He’s so desperate for it, so eager that my body tightens, and I feel my orgasm building deep inside me.

“Tell me how much you love my cock,” I growl in his ear.

“So much,” he chokes out. “Love when you fuck me. Want you in me always.”

My entire body stiffens at his words, and I don’t even have time to pull out before I’m coming, and by the way Felix grabs my ass and yanks me against him, he doesn’t want me to pull out either.

Giving in to my release, I sink my teeth into the meaty part of his shoulder and pump my hips as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt explodes from deep inside of me, and I empty deep inside him.

When my orgasm is finally over, I tear my mouth from his shoulder and pull out of him so I can spin him around.

His eyes are wild, his cheeks and neck are flushed red, and his cock is so hard it feels like a steel pipe as it presses into my thigh.

Not thinking about anything other than how much I want to make him come, I drop to my knees and swallow his cock.

His cry is loud and echoes in the room. I groan around his length as he buries his hands in my hair. He tastes like skin, and a bit like how cum smells, but there’s an undertone of something dark and wild that’s downright addictive.

I’ve never sucked a dick before, but it doesn’t feel weird to have Felix’s in my mouth. And it’s the most natural thing in the world when I start moving over him, testing out different rhythms and suction as I get used to giving head for the first time.

He’s babbling now, begging for more and for me to not stop. He pulls at my hair and spreads his legs wide.

I slip two fingers inside him. He’s wet with my release, and I use it as lube while I finger him, dragging my fingers over his prostate as he rocks with me.

“Oh god, Killian!” He punches his hips up, almost choking me on his dick, but I stick with him and suck harder.

He finally comes with a scream, spilling into my mouth as his ass ripples and clenches around my fingers.

He tastes good, and I hold him in my mouth until he tugs me off him with a strangled cry. I keep my fingers where they are, holding my release inside him, and stand back up so I can press my body against his.

He immediately seals his mouth over mine. His kiss is eager and messy, but that just makes it so much hotter as he licks around my mouth and cleans up the bit of him I couldn’t manage to swallow.

We stay like that for a few minutes, just kissing and coming down, until I reluctantly break the kiss and hug him against my body.

Felix is practically purring in my arms as he explores my back with his hands and rubs his face against every part of me he can reach.

“You have to let go,” I tell him. “We need to go upstairs.”

“Don’t wanna.” He nibbles on the skin just under my ear.

I suppress a shudder and gently untangle myself from him.

He’s pouting when I finally peel him off me, but I prop him against the wall and pull his pants up, then right my own. When we’re both mostly decent, I put my mask back on and grab his off the floor.

He doesn’t fight as I tie it back on him. I hate not being able to see his face, but at least no one else will see him like this.

Not giving a shit about anything other than getting him to my room and away from this damn party, I take his hand and pull him from the wall.

He clings to it with both of his and lets me tug him out of the study room.

Wordlessly, I lead him down the hall and toward the lobby. I’d rather take the stairs to minimize how many people see him like this, but the elevator will be easier.

He dutifully falls into step beside me, still clinging to my hand like it’s his lifeline. We don’t pass many people as we leave the left wing, but the few that we do all stop and stare at us.

Seeing two guys together at these kinds of parties, even at the Rapture where anything goes, is a rarity, and I’m glad Felix’s mask covers his entire face, so there’s no chance anyone will recognize him.

I don’t give a fuck if people know it’s me, but I don’t want to out Felix like this.

The lobby is crowded compared to the left wing, and it feels like everyone stops to stare at us as we head to the elevators.

Felix doesn’t seem to notice our audience, and as soon as we’re in front of the elevators, he drops my hand and presses against me, curling his body into mine.

I wrap one arm around him and press the up button. The doors to the elevator slide open a second later, and he doesn’t resist as I lead him onto it.

The trip up to our floor only takes a few seconds, and he dutifully follows me as I bring him to my room and get him inside.