Chapter 4
CHAPTER FOUR
Maverick
A fter the phone call last night from Landon about Violet and her solo session, I didn’t sleep much. He said she said our names and she was gorgeous as she came all over her fingers. For the, I lost count how many times, I fix my hard cock. This girl has a vice grip on my mind, my cock and my heart, and she doesn’t even know it.
I can’t wait until we have her. Finally.
I had to stop at my shop this morning, so we decided we’d just meet at the festival. Even though I didn’t leave town like Landon, I haven’t been to the festival in years.
“Mav.” Axel nods as he walks up to me.
I nod in return.
“You look like shit, man.”
“Jeez thanks, but after that phone call I couldn’t sleep.”
Laughing, he claps me on the back. “That’s why I rubbed one out.”
“You think I didn’t? But that did not kill my fucking desire for her.”
“Boys.” Landon’s signature cocky smile is in place.
“Where is she?”
“All in good time. The parents wanted to walk around, and being the good girl that she is, or tries to be, she went with them.”
All in good time. I’ve had a thing for her for years. I noticed her before Landon ever stepped foot into town. But it was just my luck that my new best friend was my obsession’s stepbrother. I didn’t hide that I liked her, but I wasn’t about to act on it.
Stupid morals.
It could have ended badly for us, all interested in the same girl. But it looks like it’s going to go the other way.
I’m still trying to work out why he has given us the green light now. I asked Axel if he got anything out of Landon but sounds like he got the same response I did. Not that I care that much, I finally get my girl. Our girl.
I remember why I stopped coming to the festival. Fuck it’s boring. But then I see her. Her untamed hair blowing in the wind, a flowery corset top with tight black jeans the outfit showcasing her assets in a delicious way.
“You’re drooling.”
Fucking Axel.
“What, and you’re not?”
“No. I’m looking at every other prick that has their eyes on our fucking girl.”
A possessive growl that starts in my chest works its way out. I want to grab her, throw her over my shoulder, beat my chest like a fucking caveman, and shout that she is mine for the world to hear.
Landon’s voice breaks through the image that is quickly forming in my mind. “All in good time, all in good fucking time.”
“You’ve said that already,” Axel tells him.
“Easy for you to say you’re under the same roof as her.” I don’t have to look at him to know he is thinking about last night.
Before he can reply, Xavier, Claire, and Violet are in front of us.
“Boys.”
“Claire hi, thanks again for dinner last night.” I’m trying to be polite. I like Claire. However, I do wonder how welcoming she would be if she could see how much we all want her daughter.
“Always a pleasure, having you boys over.”
Violet rolls her eyes so hard I see only the whites of them.
Claire and Xavier keep on talking to Landon and Axel while I take a moment with Violet.
“Every time I see you roll your eyes; I am going to spank that peachy little ass of yours.”
Violet’s eyes go wide, even as a beautiful pink tint covers her cheeks, her breathing hitches, and she swallows hard, lust flaring in her eyes. She’s thinking about it, just like I wanted her to. My already hard cock somehow gets firmer. At this point, I think it could break right through concrete.
“We were just going to get some lunch.” Xavier, the ever-protective father figure, steps closer to Violet, giving me a knowing look.
At the sound of his voice, Violet snaps out of our moment and takes a step away. But she’s still watching me.
“Sure, we’ll join you. Then, maybe Letty, you’d like to walk around with us?”
“Fuck off Landon.”
Claire glares at Violet. Which surprises me, I’ve only ever seen her smiling. “Violet, don’t be so rude.”
“Yeah Letty, don’t be so rude.” Landon gibes back. “We were thinking about checking out some rides. Maybe the haunted mansion.” He has that fucking twinkle in his eye.
“What are we twelve? And stop calling me Letty.”
“Oh, go on, be a good little sister.” Just like that, Claire is back to her smiling self.
Violet rolls her eyes again.
“Two.”
Violet stills, she knows, and the way her pupils are dilating, she wants it as well.
“Two what, dear?”
“Mum,” Violet gets in before I can reply, “stop referring to me as Landon’s little sister, please. I’m not.”
“Oh, but Letty, you are my little stepsister” Landon throws his arm around her, but she promptly shakes it off.
“I hate you.”
“We both know that you, in fact, do not.” He gives her his polite smile.
With a final glare she gives us her back with a flick of hair, sass pouring out her pores. I should add it to the count, but the sway of her hips as she walks has me hypnotised once again.
We don’t say anything as we follow behind Claire, Xavier, and Violet. Feeling my eyes on her, Violet looks over her shoulder and glares at me. But I can see the panic in her eyes.
We’ve made our intention known.
When we get close enough to see the food trucks, Violet stops, and I almost walk into her. “Look, I’m not all that hungry. I might just check out the um—” She looks around trying to find something, anything.
“Are you sure you’re okay Sweetheart? You weren’t feeling well last night.”
“Yeah, Letty you did look a little flushed last night when I checked on you.”
I try to cover my laugh with a cough, I know I failed when Violet throws me a narrow-eyed look.
Claire looks at Landon, “Oh, you checked on her last night? You’re such a good big brother Landon.”
I can’t hold it in this time and let out a chuckle. Violet tries to throw her elbow into my stomach, but I take a step back, so she only grazes me.
“That wasn’t an eye roll, little one, but I will definitely add it to the count.” she once again glares at me, only cementing her fate. I bend down to whisper in her ear. “Three.” Then I lightly tap her ass to encourage her to move forward.
“You’re all a bunch of-”
Claire cuts her off “Violet, don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
“Claire, they’re big boys, they can handle our little girl’s name-calling.” Xavier chimes in.
“I’m not a little girl, I’m an adult, and these morons are fucking morons.” With that, she turns around and barges through us.
Claire’s face turns bright red, from embarrassment or anger I’m not sure.
“Don’t worry Claire, we will go see if she’s okay. Maybe the breakup is affecting her.” Landon playing into the caring older brother role. I snort, Landon a big brother.
“Thank you, Landon,” she places her hand on his arm before turning and walking away.
An evil, crooked grin breaks over Landon’s face. “Let’s go get our girl.”
Violet
Storming off might not be proving that I’m an adult but kicking the rocks definitely isn’t.
Fucking Landon, ramping up his annoyance. Fucking Axel, playing his silent brooding role. Fucking Maverick, threatening to spank me.
That thought is both thrilling and nerve-racking.
I walk around the festival with no destination in mind. Soon enough I find myself at the edge of the festival.
“Letty!” Landon’s yelling my name.
I contemplate running ahead into the bush.
“Don’t think about it, Letty.”
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?”
Before I know it, my back is flushed against his chest; his hand is splayed on my stomach. Holding me possessively. “Know what I’m thinking,” I let out softly.
“Easy. I know you, Letty.” He then grinds his groin into my ass.
Oh my god, he’s hard. What’s worse is, I push back, grinding my ass against his erection. He groans in response and then Axel and Maverick are either side of me.
Axel glides the back of his hand along the side of my face and Maverick moves his hand down my side as I drop my head to Landon’s shoulder who snakes his hand down my front. So many hands.
“Letty?”
“Hmm.”
“We want you.”
I spin around looking at them all, mouth agape unable to find words. Yes, I might have fantasized about it from time to time but that was all it was a fantasy. I start hyperventilating. It was fine in theory, safe as a fantasy tucked away in my head, but now they are speaking it.
“Breathe, Violet.” Axel, speaking for the first time today, steals my focus.
When did I start hyperventilating?
He takes a deep breath and lets it out. I follow his movements. We breathe in deeply and out slowly together.
“That’s it, baby, in and out, deep slow breaths.” Axel keeps talking me through my near panic attack.
Once I’m breathing normally, I take off. I head straight to the haunted mansion. I can face them there, in the safety of the dark.
“You can run Letty, but we will always catch you.”
“Maybe the chase is what I want.” Why, why am I egging him on?
Who am I kidding? I want him, them.
I hear three very loud groans that turn into growls. I swallow hard. I know when they catch up to me, I will pay for this. And that thought makes my core clench with desire.
Getting to the haunted mansion, I wait in line, waiting for them. I don’t turn around because I know they are behind me; I can sense when they are around. Like my being, my soul is pulled toward them. Their presence is all-consuming.
“Four tickets please.” I ask the person at the front of the mansion.
“Good girl Letty.” Landon praises, and a shiver runs down my spine.
The guy manning the front of the haunted mansion looks up, his beady eyes roaming over my body, he licks his lips as he runs his hands through his greasy hair. Shocked at his blatant ogling, I step back into Landon who places his hand possessively over my midsection again. I feel Maverick and Axel tense and step forward, bracketing me in. The worker quickly takes in the guy’s possessive stance and averts his eyes, taking a step back.
Axel growls, “Smart move.”
“Look at her again, I’ll take your eyes,” Maverick calmly states.
Once we enter, I shake Landon off me.
“Look, thank you for that, but I’m not yours to protect.”
“Yes, you are. Accept it.” Landon steps forward.
I take a step back and spin around walking further into the haunted mansion.
“You’re running again Violet,” he chuckles.
I almost trip at Landon calling me Violet, he has strictly called me Letty for as long as I remember.
Fuck. What trouble have I landed myself in now?