Chapter 41
“What’s happening?”I whisper to the boys.
The four of us are standing on the roof at the entrance of the private hangout spot my brothers and I had built. There’s a huge infinity pool on one side, a hot tub, a fire pit, a bar, and three daybeds on the dais facing the pool, lit up by multicolored strip lights. They’re set to purple right now—Callie’s favorite color. She and Hailey are on the bed in the middle, their hands linked, heads close, eyes closed, a wireless headphone in each ear.
“I think Callie’s made a new best friend,” Levi whispers back.
“I’m her best friend,” Wren and I say together.
I glare at him. He glares at me. I shove his ass. He shoves mine right back. Just as I’m about to get him in a headlock, Hailey’s arm flops out to the side on the bed, palm up. She doesn’t speak or even look this way, but I know what she wants.
Me.
She wants me.
I let go of Wren and go to her, kneeling on the bed and crawling up between her legs. Propping my forearms on either side of her head, I cover her body with mine and press my forehead to hers.
“Hi, beautiful.”
“Hi,” she says quietly.
I smile at the sound of her voice. “What are you listening to?”
“A book.”
I clear my throat to cover my groan, knowing the kind of books Callie reads. “Is it good?”
Hailey flushes, chewing her lip. “Really good. It’s, uh…”
I laugh. “Hot?”
“Yes,” she rasps.
I groan for real this time. I know she likes romance books but… “Have you ever read a book like that before?”
She shakes her head, her face burning as she flicks her eyes toward Callie. “She’s corrupting me.”
I smirk. “That’s my job.” Lowering my hips, I rub myself against her and press my mouth to her ear. “Is your pussy wet?”
She fights a moan, her hand still holding Callie’s as she uses the other one to grab my waist, stopping my movements. When she looks toward the foot of the bed, I turn my head to follow her line of sight. Damon’s standing there with his eyes on his wife, his dark blue gaze filled with agony and uncertainty. I can tell Callie’s dying to say something to him, but no words leave her mouth. It’s as if they’re stuck there, unable to get out. My heart sinks in my chest, hurting for them both, but I have no doubt the two of them will figure it out. They always do.
“Callie…?” Damon asks.
She nods fiercely, and Damon’s shoulders fall with relief as he gets on to the bed, mirroring my position and dropping his face into Callie’s neck. Her legs wrap around his waist as her arm wraps around his head, her fingers moving through his hair. Hailey does the same thing to me, pulling my attention away from them and back to her.
I kiss her, sliding my hands beneath her back and moving her shirt up a little, digging my fingers into her warm, soft flesh. Just as I start to pick her up, planning on taking her down to bed to give Damon and Callie some privacy, Callie’s grip tightens on Hailey’s fingers, and I freeze. I look at Callie, then Damon, then back to Hailey, searching for her reaction. When she doesn’t look horrified by the idea of staying, I settle her back down on the bed. She grabs the back of my neck, pulling me in, so I press my weight into her, reclaiming her mouth and teasing her tongue with mine.
Damon kisses Callie while Wren and Levi grab drinks from the bar, strip down to their underwear, and make their way into the pool in my peripheral.
Impatient as ever, Damon starts tearing at Callie’s clothes, desperate to make her feel good. He leaves her hoodie on but unzipped, her chest exposed, his lips on her collarbone as he pops the button on her jeans and slips his hand inside.
Hailey turns her head toward them, her widened gaze snagging on Callie’s breasts, then on Damon’s fingers moving in and out of her pussy.
“Dude.” I smack him upside the head. “Real subtle, motherfucker.”
He doesn’t lift his head as he grabs the back of mine and pushes me back down to Hailey. “She has a mouth,” he says. “Let her use it.”
Asshole.
Batting his hand away, I study Hailey’s features. She looks a little nervous, but not uncomfortable. She can’t keep still, fidgeting around as if she’s excited, her eyes filled with heat and desire.
I raise a brow. “You want this?”
She nods.
“If you change your mind, or if we do something you don’t like, you tell me.”
Her gaze flicks to Damon. “We?”
Damon, the bastard, smirks right at her as he licks a line up the side of Callie’s throat. Hailey’s eyes widen even more. I smack him again.
“No. That’s not what I meant. He’s not gonna touch you. No one but me is gonna touch you. Except for Callie,” I add, gesturing to their joined hands on the bed between their thighs. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah,” she breathes. “Okay.”
Fisting the sides of her shirt, I wait for her to change her mind. She doesn’t. I peel it off and take off her bra, skimming my hands up her sides and kissing her neck while Damon does the same to Callie. When our heads knock together, I move to the other side of Hailey’s neck.
“I’m gonna mark you, baby,” I whisper in her ear.
She flicks her hips up, her head tipping back in offering as she rubs herself on my cock. When I take a few beats to just stare at how fucking beautiful she is, she grabs the back of my head and pulls me down on her. I laugh at her impatience and suck her skin into my mouth, loving the way she writhes and grinds against me while I turn her pink. Damon mirrors my actions, the two of us moving down our girls’ bodies to mark their breasts, their stomachs, their hips. When I pull Hailey’s jeans off and suck on her inner thigh, she lets out a scream and grabs the back of my head, her legs trembling.
“Feel good?” I ask, licking the spot.
She nods and guides my face up to her pussy, eager for me to eat it. Kneeling between the girls’ legs, Damon and I reach up to their ears and take the headphones out. I hand Hailey’s to Damon, who sets them down beside the bed. Callie hides a knowing smile while Hailey pouts. “I was listening to that.”
“We don’t want another guy’s voice in your ears while our tongues are in your pussies,” I say, dipping my head to taste her.
Book forgotten, she gasps as her head falls back on the pillow next to Callie’s. I spread her thighs even wider and hook her left leg over Callie’s right leg, circling her clit with my tongue while Damon does the same next to me. She’s so wet already, I slip two fingers in with ease, fucking her with them as she pushes herself up into my face. I fucking love it when she does that. When she takes from me.
Reaching up to her chest, I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, making her squeak out a moan, her fingers twisting in my hair. It hurts, but I don’t want her to stop. I’ll let her rip it out of my damn scalp if it makes her happy.
When I hear my twin brother groaning somewhere behind me, I turn my face a little to see what he’s doing. He’s still in the pool with Levi, his mouth latched onto his throat, his arms around his neck while Levi’s hands are doing something to him beneath the surface of the water.
“Don’t make him come in that pool, fucker,” Damon grumbles into Callie’s pussy.
Levi picks Wren up by his waist and sets him down on the edge, lowering his head to take Wren’s cock into his mouth. With his back to us, Wren grabs the top of his head and pushes him up and down, fucking himself into his husband’s throat.
“Kai,” Hailey pleads, her pussy clenching and dripping all over my fingers.
I swipe my tongue over her clit and curl my fingers inside her, making her ass lift off the bed. She comes first, which sets Callie off, her long nails digging into Hailey’s knuckles as they twist and shake and fall into bliss together.
Callie pulls Damon up by his jaw, bringing his mouth to hers as he takes his dick out and pushes inside her. Hailey doesn’t know where to put her eyes at first, but with a smirk and a nod from me, she turns her head to look at them, at the way their bodies are sliding together as they fuck right next to us.
She watches them for a moment, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. When Damon catches her gawking, he straightens up on his knees and changes his angle, grinding into Callie while his eyes rake over Hailey’s body. She flushes at the attention. “What?”
“You look good covered in my brother’s hickeys.”
“Yeah?” She tips her chin at the fading marks on his neck, half hidden by the collar of his shirt. “Callie’s look good on you too.”
His brow lifts as he reaches up to peel the shirt off, showing her the several marks covering his abs. Callie looks proud of her handiwork as she smoothes a hand over his body. “Wren and Levi are covered in them too,” she tells Hailey. “Though you can’t really see Wren’s with all the tattoos. Levi has to find new places to put them.”
“Like my jaw,” Wren mutters. “That one took forever to fade.”
Levi chuckles around his cock.
Hailey blinks at them. “You’re all fucking savages,” she says bluntly, making them laugh.
Hailey looks up at me and tugs on my shirt, pulling it over my head and tossing it aside. When she scans my body, I think she’s looking for marks, which confuses me, but then she pouts, seemingly finding herself in the same predicament as Levi. Wren and I are covered in the exact same ink from our throats to our waistbands, shoulders to knuckles.
“There’s a little spot under his ear,” Levi tells her, pushing Wren down on the daybed next to ours and straddling his wet chest. “You see it?”
She does now. Hailey chews her lower lip as her eyes lift to mine. When she presses her mouth to the spot and sucks, my eyes roll back in my head and I moan, fumbling with the button on my jeans. Just as desperate for me to be inside her, Hailey pushes them down beneath my balls and lies back, bringing me with her, guiding my dick into her pussy as she hooks her nails into my ass. She’s still sucking on my fucking neck, and I’m losing my fucking mind.
“Hailey. Fuck. Fuck.”
Pleased with herself, she licks across my throat and takes my earlobe between her teeth. “Mine,” she whispers.
God.
Burying myself deep inside her, I pull her mouth back to mine and kiss the shit out of her, shoving my tongue inside and letting her taste herself. She likes that, her fingers wrapping around my neck as she rolls her hips up to meet mine. My hands touch every part of her I can reach while we fuck, desperate to own her like she owns me, to make her as crazy about me as I am about her.
Spitting on my fingers, I slip my hand beneath her ass and play with her hole, getting it nice and wet before I slip a finger inside. Her mouth parts with a silent scream and her pussy throbs around my cock. I’m leaking inside her, my hand twisting around her hair and pulling while I grind on her, rubbing her clit with my pelvis.
“Kai,” she cries into my neck, and then she’s coming again, making me see stars as she squeezes the cum from my dick.
I groan and bury my face into the warm spot between her neck and shoulder, my arms slipping around her back. I don’t pull out yet, holding her to me as I listen to her heart beat against her chest.
“You good, baby?”
She nods, sliding her hands up my shoulders to wrap her arms around my neck. “Don’t move.”
“I won’t.”
Damon and Callie come next, shortly followed by Wren and Levi, who join us on the bed afterward and curl up beside us, leaving me and my girl in the middle.
After a while, Hailey’s silence returns, and I know she’s all up in her head again, worried about her brother, her shop…me, us. We all feel it, like a thick cloud of dread surrounding us. The calm before the storm.
I want her to talk to me about how she’s feeling, but I don’t want to ask her to. I want her to trust me enough to tell me on her own. I want to be the person she comes to. I want to be her person.
Her hand comes up to rest on my cheek, and I lift my head to look at her. I see it then. She doesn’t say anything, but I see what she’s allowing me to see. And even though the tortured look in her eyes is killing me, the fact that she’s putting her trust in me lights me the fuck up.
I nod, encouraging her, wordlessly letting her know that I’m with her, always.
“Damon?” she asks, never looking away from me.
Damon lifts his head from Callie’s shoulder.
“Remember when you asked me if I wanted revenge?”
“Yeah.”
“I want it.” Her eyes harden with fury and determination, and I grin, lifting her chin up with my knuckle.
That’s my fucking girl.