Chapter 10
EvanAnn
My heart clenches as Hawk closes the door to the bathroom and locks it. He doesn’t turn on the light, just presses me against the door as we wait. I try to slow my breathing, but my heart is racing so hard it hurts.
Fuck, my mom almost caught us. Caught me with Hawk’s dick in me and wearing... this. Fuck.
“Oh, hi, boys.” Mom’s voice sounds distracted, like she’s looking around the room. Maybe she thinks I’m hiding? Because I am.
When Hawk’s cock jerks inside me, I bite my lip to suppress my moan as I clench around him. He presses his forehead against the door next to my ear. “Sorry, baby girl. It’s just difficult to be inside you and not fuck you.” His words are barely loud enough for me to hear.
I’m tense, wondering if my mom saw us duck in here, but I’m still turned on.
“Evan went to her room after dinner.” Damon must turn on the TV or radio because music fills the space. Hopefully, it hides the sound of my breathing because to me it’s so loud. “Maybe you’ll have better luck there.”
I turn my ear to the door, releasing my breath against Hawk’s cheek.
I hoped to hear her leaving, but the music is too loud.
Hawk turns his head and captures my lips.
I sink into the feel of his hard cock filling me.
He draws me off the door and presses me against the wall.
Which I don’t understand why until he begins to fuck me slowly, and it’s all I can focus on.
The door rattling would have been noticeable even with the music playing.
But against the wall, it doesn’t matter, and I lose myself in his kiss.
The thrust of his cock into me. The drag and slide.
The way he tastes like mint and vodka and me.
I try to be quiet, to not let any moans escape, but I’m already so sensitive and amped up from almost getting caught.
My cunt flutters around him before tightening into an explosion. White light bursts behind my eye lids. He groans softly as his thrusts become harder, faster.
“So fucking good, baby girl,” he whispers against my lips. “Better than anything I’ve ever felt.”
He thrusts in deep and fills me as best he can.
I’m practically overflowing with cum as much as they’ve fucked me.
I rest my head against the wall and look at the door.
There’s a back way up to our bedrooms, and I should really hurry to intercept my mother.
I can make an excuse that I came down to get something from the kitchen, or I didn’t hear her because I was in the bathroom.
Which wouldn’t be a lie, but it’s not the bathroom she would assume I was in.
I’d also have to explain this outfit and the smell of sex.
Instead of hurrying, I pull Hawk’s head back to mine and take his lips. Because he’s mine. I’m going to have to figure out how to tell my mom about them someday. Not today. Maybe not this year.
But at some point, our relationship is going to be discovered. Maybe I can wait until Damon gets back from Crowne Mawr. Then we can all sit down and discuss this relationship with our parents like adults. No reason to do it before Damon heads off.
If I have to be uncomfortable with our parents knowing, he should have to be uncomfortable too. I don’t want my mom to catch us fucking, but I should be able to relax with my guys in my house without worrying about her wandering in.
When I ease away from Hawk, he rests his head against my shoulder. “Do you think my mom will be okay with me dating you guys?”
Hawk chuckles. “Does it matter if she isn’t?”
I shrug. It won’t matter to them, but will it matter to me? When he pulls out of me and lowers me to stand on my own, I have to use the wall to hold me up. Fuck, I’m tired and my thighs are slick with their cum. Rushing upstairs wouldn’t have done much good considering how I’m dressed.
Hawk brushes my hair away from my face and studies me the best he can in the dark. “It doesn’t matter what our parents think, Annie. You’re ours and we’re yours. That’s what counts.”
“Except we live in our parents’ houses. And they have control of us until we go off to college.
” I blow out a breath, frustrated that my mom might try to put an end to all this.
She can’t really though. But she can make it hard to see the guys except at school.
I don’t know if she’d be like that or not.
I’ve never done anything like this. Ever.
She’s never really tried to control my life before either.
“We’ll deal with whatever they throw at us, Annie.” Hawk touches his forehead to mine. “We always do.”
Damon holds my hand as we climb up the stairs. I cleaned up as best as I could in the bathroom, but we’re not sure if my mom will linger or actively look for me. Our bedroom doors are closed and so are the bathroom doors.
When we reach the hallway, Damon releases me and sends me forward with a little push on the small of my back. I changed back into my jeans but put his white shirt on over my bra. I don’t know what it is, but I love wearing his clothes. And from the heat in his eyes, he appreciates it.
I try to walk confidently to my room, but I’m also kind of creeping along the hallway. I have nothing to hide... at least not right now. The excuse that I went downstairs for a snack should work. Hopefully.
My room is empty, so I get out my phone and check to see if she texted. The door in Damon’s room opens and closes. Which gives me the excuse to text...
Me:
Damon said you were looking for me?
Mom:
Just wanted to check on your hand
See how you were doing
Me:
Oh, I was downstairs grabbing a snack
Fuck, was that too obvious since I don’t know where she looked for me?
Mom:
I must have just missed you at your room
This house is too big
I’ll be right there
This house is big, thankfully. I would have been caught in our house. I sigh and look up as the bathroom door opens. Damon leans against the doorframe and watches me.
“Mom’s on her way to check on me.” I put my phone down on my desk and meet his gaze.
A rush of heat flows through me. My pussy throbs at the promise in his eyes.
“Come to bed after.” He steps back and closes the bathroom door.
I shake off the desire and open the hallway door. Sitting at my desk, I try to focus a little on homework while I wait for my mom. I don’t have to wait long though.
Mom walks in and takes a seat on the edge of my bed. “I feel like I could walk all over this house looking for you and still miss you. How was your day?”
I smile. “The house is a lot bigger than we’re used to. My day was good.”
And I didn’t get caught fucking the Devil’s trio. So score.
Mom glances at the bathroom. “How is this working for you? Are you guys getting along? The bathroom hasn’t been an issue?”
My cheeks heat when I think of how well we’re sharing the space. “We’re doing fine.”
Mom nods and looks at my closet. “Do you need any more clothes? I wasn’t sure what all you needed.”
“I’m good. Honest, Mom. I don’t need more clothes. My hand is doing much better.” I walk over and sit next to her on the bed. “You don’t have to worry about me. I’m taken care of.”
She reaches over and takes my uninjured hand in hers. “I’m supposed to worry about you, Evan.”
“Everything is good. The accident—” I hold up my hand, “was unfortunate, but it’s healing. Just the same grind as last year. Classes, rehearsals, productions...”
Fucking my three boyfriends. I keep my face neutral as that thought floats into my head.
“Well, if you need me, I’m here.” Mom smiles and squeezes my hand. “You might have to text me to find me though.”
“I will.”
Cam
I meet Evan after her first period class to walk her to Mr. Ridgeway’s classroom. I give her a small red paper flower, and her eyes light up. She twirls it between her fingers as we walk down the hallway.
“You don’t have to keep doing this, Cam.” She glances at me with soft eyes. “I really appreciate it.”
“I like doing it, goody.” I take her wrist to avoid hurting her bandaged hand.
I don’t tell her that as long as she continues to light up that way, I’ll bring them to her every day for the rest of our lives.
Maybe she’ll grow tired of it in a few weeks or a year or maybe never.
I’m willing to spend the rest of my life figuring out what makes her happy.
“I love them. So thank you.” She smiles, so open and so in love with me that my heart nearly bursts.
When we walk into the classroom, I wrap my arm around her shoulders to keep her close as we head to our seats. This is the class we share with Chase. He’s been quiet since the rose incident. Maybe he can tell we’re on edge and it isn’t a good time to push. Maybe he’s not as stupid as we thought.
Or maybe he’s actually worried Evan got hurt. I’d rather forget the fucker exists at all, but he’s kind of present at school and in Evan’s play. Makes him hard to ignore.
I guide her to her seat and set her backpack next to her. When I lean down, she lifts her face up to mine. My lips curve against hers at the brief kiss. I love having her for a girlfriend.
When I lift my head, her cheeks are flushed pink.
I take my seat and glance in Chase’s direction. When I look at him, he looks away like I caught him watching her. Is he still planning on making a play to win her back? He can’t be that stupid.
It’s not like Evan would ever take him back. Even if we weren’t in the picture. No matter how much he begged. He cheated and isn’t the right guy for her. We are.
When Hawk walks in, Damon is right behind him. They come and sit down around Evan like we’re her own personal guards.
“How’s your hand?” Damon leans toward her to ask.
She blushes and looks away before saying, “Fine.”
Damon smirks and straightens. He pulls his phone out and messes with it for a second before Evan’s buzzes. She glances at the screen and shakes her head, but her face grows even redder.
“Are you going to share with the class, goody?” I ask softly.
Her blue eyes widen, but she hands me her phone with Snapchat open.
Sex God:
You’re always welcome to wake me up riding me, little devil
Just be more careful with your hand next time
I offer her the phone back and raise my eyebrow at her in question.
She sighs and leans forward before glancing to make sure no one is paying attention to us. She wets her lips and says softly, “I accidentally grabbed the headboard with my bad hand. Needless to say, it hurt.”
I give her a wicked grin. “Did Damon kiss it better?”
Her cheeks are bright red.
I catch her chin before she can pull away. Her blue-gray eyes meet mine.
“When we sleep together next week, I want you to wake me up fucking me, goody.” I wiggle my eyebrows. I can’t wait to wake to her riding me.
She rolls her eyes, but there’s heat there. I’m sure she’ll do it. This girl gets under my skin in the best way possible.
“I also want to fuck you while you sleep,” I add. “Slow and gentle so you don’t wake up.”
Her breathing increases, and I lean closer.
“Tonight I want to fuck your ass while you fuck the others. I want you to sleep with us inside you, all of us.” I search her eyes as she bites her lip.
“Cam.” She glances around to make sure no one is listening in. “You can’t even stay over tonight.”
“I forgot.” Fuck, my dad wants to talk to me about college next year.
And in the morning, I have to come in early to school.
It’s part of the conditions of not getting anything on my permanent record for the drinking incident Dad worked out with the DA.
I have to volunteer at the school. “Timing. We’ll do it later.
Or maybe I’ll crawl into your bed and fuck you while you’re sleeping so you wake up with my cum on your thighs. ”
Her eyes flare hot. I’m so doing that. Hopefully tonight. If not, I’ll have her to myself next week. I can’t wait to play naughty student and teacher with her. She can make me beg for it.
Mr. Ridgeway calls the class to attention. As I turn to the front, I catch Chase glaring at me before he looks toward the teacher. Can’t really blame the guy. We did steal his girl after all. Glitter bomb his car. Freak him out in the woods.
Which fucked up his knee so he’s missing out on football. We haven’t yet distributed his epic fail in the woods.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer dickhead. He fucked up Damon’s future and fucked around on Evan. I’d fuck her right now in front of him so he can see what he lost, but he doesn’t get to see our girl like that. That’s for us and only us.
I’m not sharing her with anyone else.
I just need to figure out how to unruin my chance at getting into Yale. So I can stay with my friends and our girl.