Page 81 of Savage Elites

“Oh, fuck.” It twitched again and ejaculated another jet of pearlescent fluid. “Bloody, fucking, hell!”

Sebastian twisted to the side and spurted out another five jets, each decreasing in size and distance. He hadn’t been bullshitting after all. I licked my lips, core twitching at the sight.

Still panting, he bowed his head and blew out several long breaths. “Sorry. I thought I’d last longer than that. Sit on the edge of the bed and spread your legs. I’ll make it up to you.”

* * *

It didn’t take long for Sebastian’s tongue to make me climax, and we both settled under the covers of the four-poster, exchanging long, sensual kisses.

“Willow,” he murmured into my neck. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”

I wrapped my hands around his broad back and arched into his muscled chest. “S-Seb… I have to tell you something.”

He drew back. “What?”

“I have feelings for both of you.”

His brows drew together. “What about Kash?”

“I like him a lot, but we haven’t spent much time together.”

Sebastian furrowed his brow and rubbed the side of his cheek.

I tilted my head to the side and furrowed my brow. “Did you hear what I just said?”

“I thought the day you’d spent with Kash had brought you together, but you don’t remember that. Maybe this weekend—”

“Hey.” I slapped his arm. “I’ve just told you I’m falling for you and your best friend, and your instinct is to make things even so I can fall for your other friend?”

“This thing won’t work unless your love for us is equal.”

Warmth spread across my chest and up to my cheeks. “You really don’t mind?”

“We wouldn’t have made you a queen regnant otherwise.” He ran his fingertips down the side of my face and pressed a kiss on my lips.

My eyes fluttered closed. Maybe I had died during one of Miss Claymore’s many attempts to murder me, and this was my version of heaven. Three ridiculously handsome boys who were best friends and wanted to share me.

In a moment, Mom and Dad, Grandma and Grandpa, and my relatives from Dad’s side of the family would walk into the treehouse with a ‘Happy Harem’ cake.

“What are you smiling at?” Sebastian murmured.

“I can’t believe my luck.”

“It’s fate.”

My eyes snapped open. “Huh?”

“That evening, when I walked into Hessington Hall, I was at my lowest. Another year of the same old shit. Another year of paying penance to Claymore. But then you tumbled into my arms with your big, hazel eyes, unassuming beauty, and gorgeous body… I had to make you mine.”

“And your friends’?”

He shrugged. “Leo fell for you when you punched him in the balls, and Kash didn’t want to admit his interest, but he couldn’t stop talking about you. The only way to bring you in the fold was as our shared girlfriend.”

I wrapped my arms around Sebastian’s neck and kissed him with every ounce of love in my heart. For the first time since Geraldine and Bianca had confronted me with the pull-a-pig game, I finally believed the truth of Sebastian’s affection.

* * *

After a blissful night in Sebastian’s arms, we woke early and returned to the academy in time for breakfast and a quick change of clothes. At that moment, nothing could dampen the high I’d felt from the night before. Not the freezing wind, not the looming academy, and not thoughts of Miss Claymore or either of the Byrds.