Little Bird (Ziall Horlik) M-preg

Prologue

Niall's POV

I saw a tall guy, with long curls coming towards me. He was wearing a white t-shirt and black skin tight jeans. Those green eyes he had were looking over my body as I took another drink of an alcoholic beverage I was handed. I watched how he licked those plump pink lips and smirked at me, weaving around people to get to me. In my drunken state of mind I started to go towards him as well, feeling like it was a good decision.

He wasted no time before grabbing my hand in his very large ones, and dragging me out to where multiple people were grinding and dancing. I followed his every move as he turned me around so my bum was pressing against his lower area.

"Let's see what you can do with that nice ass." He slurred in my ear. Immediately, I felt the need to please him. That deep raspy voice was all it took for me to start swaying my hips against the tall lad. His hands rested on my hips as I continued to dance on him.

I leaned my head back on his shoulder while his hands slowly traveled up my shirt, until he was playfully pinching my nipples. A moan escaped my mouth and I look a deep breath as I felt myself start to get hard. The guy smelt faintly of cigarette smoke and alcohol. For some reason, that was the hottest thing I've ever smelt in my sixteen years of life.

My head rolled foward as the alcohol in my blood made me start to feel dizzy, but the lad leaned foward and started kissing my neck. He would suck and lick all the right places, leaving me with weak knees and my hands grabbing as his muscular forearms. I threw my head back as ground down on him feverishly which gave the green eyed stranger more access to bruse up my neck. He reached forward and palmed me through my jeans and bit down on my neck hard, but the mixture of pain and pleasure was so perfect that I moaned loudly and let my eyes slip shut. I was just glad the music was loud enough to drowned out the sounds falling from my mouth.

"You want to take this upstairs?" The guy's rough voice mumbled in my ear. At the time, he words just sounded so hot that I would agree with anything he said. So I nodded and he guided be through the crowd of people, me occasionally tripping over my feet.

We both stumbled up the stairs and down the hall, but before we got into the room the lad was trying to open, I looked over and saw two other guys snogging the life out of each other. One was very tan with dark hair and loads of tattoos. The other one was short with very messy light brown hair. The guy with allot of tattoos opened the door without even breaking the kiss and pushed the other one in the door closing it behind him. Watching those guys going at it like that turned me on to the point of palming myself through my jeans.

There was a tug on my other hand that wasn't busy and I was pulled into the room. The second we got in there, I attacked the curly haired lad with my lips against his. That was all I wanted to do after him teasing me and biting me while we were dancing. The alcohol was fully taking over my mind as my hands went to start taking off his jeans. He had to help to get them all the way off his long legs because they were so tight, but I didn't mind. They made his ass look hot. I then ripped off his shirt and went to his boxers, but he stopped me by ripping every single article of my clothes off first. His big eyes trailed down my body over and over again, but I was so drunk I didn't care that I was standing completely naked in front of a stranger. He took off his own boxers, letting his fully erect member spring free.