Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Violet
A xel did give me a suggestion and seems like Landon agrees. But it’s stupid we only just started this—relationship? Is that what this is? No, I just got out of one. I don’t need to be entering a new one with my stepbrother and his two best friends.
Can I?
If I did move in, we wouldn’t have to sneak around, so that’s a win, but how would people—and by people, I mean our parents—take the news? Landon’s words come to mind “Who the fuck cares, we want you and you want us.”
At some point, I drift off back to sleep only to be woken up by the sun glaring into my room. I groan and roll away from the window, pulling my bed covers over my face. I hate mornings.
Memories from yesterday come rushing to mind.
A smile breaks out over my face. Those guys are dangerous to my body and more importantly my heart. Last night, when it was just Landon and I, he looked at me and kissed me like he wanted me to see and feel how he felt. And I did.
I’m both excited and nervous to see how it all plays out.
I grab my phone. I have three messages. One from Ivy just checking in, I need to call her and tell her all about this. She will lose her mind.
Then two from unknown numbers.
Unknown Number one
Hi little one, how did you sleep? Any nightmares?
Maverick. I quickly save his number. I bet Landon opened his stupid mouth and told them. I can also assume Landon gave them my number. I quickly type out a reply. I want to play dumb but decide not to.
Me
Hey Mav, slept well. And no nightmares.
Closing my messages with Maverick, I open the next one.
Unknown Number two
Hi baby, I got your number off Landon. This is mine.
Man of few words. I save his number then type out my reply to him, no thoughts of playing dumb. Maverick would play along, Axel I’m not sure.
Me
Hi Ax, thank you for giving me your number.
I’m about to put my phone down when it vibrates.
Mav
I have to tell you, it makes me hard you know it’s me.
Images of Maverick’s cock flood my mind. I want to reply with a flirty response, but before I have a chance my phone dings, signaling another message.
Mav
A little bird told me you have red lacey G-string.
Fucking Landon.
Me
Yes.
Mav
Red is my favourite colour.
Me
I bet it is.
Mav
send me a picture. Or maybe I’ll steal them.
Me
you already have a pair of my panties Maverick.
Mav
I do and they are currently wrapped around my cock while I fuck my fist.
Oh shit, the thought of Maverick jerking himself, his strong tattooed hand wrapped around his thick cock using my underwear has my nipples hardening under my top and my thighs rubbing together. Maybe I am insatiable, a deviant. But look at these men! How could I not be?
Mav
You’re thinking about it, aren’t you.
Me
Yes.
Mav
Touch yourself.
Me
Everyone in the house is up, and I’m still tender from yesterday.
Mav
Touch yourself little one.
I should lie and say I am, but he will know if I don’t. I push my fingers into my underwear, not surprised to feel how wet I am.
Me
okay I am.
Mav
are you wet?
Me
you know I am.
Mav
How wet?
Me
Very.
I rub my swollen clit. I’m still sensitive from everything yesterday and I know I won’t last long because of it.
Mav
Are you close?
Yes, but I don’t reply. Too busy racing to release to type out a message.
Mav
you are, come for me.
Just as I’m about to fall over the edge, there is a knock at my door.
Fuck . I pull my hand out of my underwear.
I hope it’s Landon. That way he can help me. Or watch me.
No such luck. My Mum steps into my room. “You got home late.”
“I’m in my twenties, and having a curfew is ridiculous.”
“This is our house, so it’s our rules,” she firmly states, before looking at my chest. I follow her gaze and notice my nipples are still cut through glass hard. I pull the sheet up.
“Yeah, well, maybe I should move out.”
“Well, if that’s what you want. I don’t see it happening though.” She shrugs her shoulders and makes her move to leave.
“It is what I want, and I will make it happen.”
But in classic mum fashion, she has to have the last word. “I don’t know with what money or who with. You lost your future when James broke up with you.” And she is gone.
That was a low blow.
Landon steps into my room, “Fucking ouch.”
“Yeah well, that’s Mum.”
“Are you serious about moving?”
“Yes.”
“Okay,” he says, unable to hide his smile. “Come with me to the guy’s place?”
“I can’t. I’ve got an assignment due.”
“Do it at the guy’s place.” He so simply states.
“Yeah right, no work would get done. I’d end up on my back again”.
“Or on all fours, or up against the wall.”
“My point.” Even though desire surges through my body.
“Okay,” he drawls, coming closer. He looks behind him, I’m assuming to see if anyone is there. He leans down and claims my mouth in a quick but passionate kiss. Leaving me breathless.
Works out I didn’t have time to go see them. Because before I know it, the sun is setting and I’m exhausted. I hear a car pull up followed by car doors slamming shut, and a zap of energy shoots through me. I didn’t reply to any of their messages, and I feel like I’m going to pay for that.
My bedroom door is suddenly opened. No knock, no Violet are you in ? Just opened allowing Maverick and Axel to enter. Where’s Landon?
“Nine,” is all Maverick says with a crooked smile. I knew I would pay.
“I- ah- okay.”
They both smile at me, desire flashing through their eyes. I take a step back, my ass hitting my desk, stopping my retreat.
“Are you still wearing that G-string?” Maverick asks.
“Yes.” I swallow. They wouldn’t do anything, not when Mum and Xavier are home.
They are about to take another step or simply pounce on me, but a noise catches all three of us. Landon strolls in.
“Pretty sure I said the boxes were in my room.”
“Couldn’t help but come say hi to Violet.”
“Yeah, and to let her know she has an extra spank in the count.” Maverick looks at me just in time to watch the blush creep up my neck.
Clearing my throat I address Landon, “Thought you were waiting until all your stuff came?”
“Going to miss me, Letty?” Cocky prick.
“I didn’t say that.”
“Your mouth might not have but your body sure as hell did.”
Landon walks across to me, ignoring the guys completely. Looking into my eyes, I can’t read the emotions dancing over his features. He walks behind me so he’s facing the guys as well. Putting his head on my shoulder while his hands rest on my hips. “Tell the guys what you said this morning”.
“What did you say little one?” Maverick seems nervous.
Suppressing an eye roll, I’m already at nine, “Surprised you haven’t told them yet.”
“Tell us Violet” Axel steps forward.
“I might consider maybe um moving in. Maybe.” I drop my eyes to the floor, three sets of eyes on me can be intimidating.
Reaching out, Axel places his forefinger under my chin, raising so I’m looking up at him, “Don’t look at the floor when you tell us news like that.”
I smile at him, reaching up on my tiptoes to kiss him when Mum’s voice breaks through the moment. I drop to my feet and take a big step away from them.
“Oh, boys, there you are. Why are you all in here?” she eyes me suspiciously.
“Just checking how Violet did with that assignment she was telling me about last night.” He shoots me a look saying, remember last night when I had my face buried between your legs. I break the eye contact.
“Okay,” she drawls, “well would you boys like to stay for dinner?”
“Sure, Claire, sounds great.”
“Thanks, Claire,” Maverick and Axel speak at the same time.
With that, she’s wearing a stupid beaming smile as she walks away. I roll my eyes, regretting it immediately.
“Ten.” Maverick chuckles. “You look gorgeous, little one.”
“I’m in sweats.”
“Gorgeous,” he repeats, walking over and kissing my forehead.
“Beautiful.” Axel kisses my cheek.
“Well fucked.” Landon ruins the moment but kisses my other cheek, and they all walk out.
Another dinner with the trio and our parents. What could possibly go wrong?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing happens at dinner. They are all suspiciously well-behaved, and I don’t like it.
Mum beckons me to help with the dishes and cleaning up with dinner. The feminist in me wants to tell her no, but the argument that would bring is not worth it. I silently rinse the dishes before placing them in the dishwasher while she puts the leftovers in containers. In typical mum fashion, she is ignoring me.
Once we’re done, I walk back into the dining room, informing everyone I’m going back to my room to finish an assignment. The assignment I finished earlier but they don’t know that.
I flop onto my bed. Maybe moving in with guys is for the best. I hate sneaking around, and we’re going to get caught. Just have to think of how I’m going to break the news to Mum and Xavier that it’s the guys I plan on moving in with, without giving away were all sleeping together.
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door. I expect it to be Mum but to my utter surprise, it’s Maverick.
“Hey, little one” he steps in and closes the door behind him.
“What are you doing in here?” I whisper yell.
“Just coming to collect something.” He so nonchalantly shrugs.
I’m assuming he wants a kiss. So, I sit up ready to give it. Who am I to refuse him? But he walks over to my bed and pushes at the centre of my chest until I’m lying down. Yeah, we probably definitely shouldn’t. But when he tugs on my pants pulling them down, I lift my ass to help him.
“Thank you, little one.”
Just as he gets my pants down around my ass he stops.
Then he tears my G-string off my body, puts it to his face, and inhales deeply. “I told you red is my favourite colour.”
“And the sniffing of my used underwear?”
“Landon told us he tongued fucked this pussy.” He runs a finger between my folds, and to no one’s surprise, I’m wet. “So yes, I need them.” He puts his finger in his mouth and sucks. “Fuck you taste divine, but unfortunately, I can’t stay and play.”
With that, he spins on his heel. I push up onto my elbows in time to watch as he shoves my G-string into his pocket and rearranges his erection. Before stepping out of my room, he throws me a wink and blows me a kiss. Then he’s gone and I’m left exposed and aroused.
Maybe I could just….
My phone vibrates.
Mav
Don’t you dare touch yourself.
He couldn’t possibly know if I do or not.
Mav
I will know little one. Don’t forget Landon is still there.
Pricks. And I tell them so. But it just ups my count. Which doesn’t help the pulsing of my clit.