10. Sparks
Chapter Ten
Sparks
There was hard, and then there was the steel beam sticking out of the leg of my shorts, the tip not simply dripping but leaking all the fluid I wanted to flood Hayat with. Pulling her shredded hoodie over her head, I saw the tight muscles of her back, the tattoos of the crossed drumsticks on the backs of each arm right above her elbow, and my favorite part—the twin dimples at the top of her hips.
When she smiled, the dimples in her cheeks were enough to make a man’s heart double beat. But seeing the ones above that killer ass had the power to cause me to nut then and there. From the look on Jamie’s face, the front view was just as delicious as the backside. His eyes were glued to her tits. One hand cupped her cheek, that tender part of him lingering, but not for much longer.
“You’re going to be Autumn’s Slumber’s drummer, Hellion. But you’re going to be our little fuckdoll too.”
The three of us had talked about it on the drive home, but ultimately, the decision had to be left up to Hayat. All we needed was the smallest indication that she was interested in all three of us, and we knew we would be doing this.
In the past, we’d made a pact that nothing would tear our friendship apart. Not the band. Or our fucked-up families. And sure as hell not some girl. If we all had a thing for the same girl, the rule was, we made the offer of all of us being in for as long as whatever it was lasted. If she was into it, then we had a little fun until the girl either wanted more or we got bored.
With Hayat, I already knew it was going to be different.
I’d wanted her the moment she’d shoved Hamel out of the way and taken over the audition at First Bass. But then I’d realized who she was, and my head started working against me. None of us needed drama, each of us for our own reasons, but mine were a little more complicated than Ky’s or Jamie’s. Ky had stepmommy issues. I had la familia shit that I couldn’t let touch those I cared about. You didn’t just run off from the cartel without their permission. Especially when your father was the one everyone answered to.
Since Ky and Jamie were the only family I wanted or needed now, I’d changed my name when Ky did. Jamie, always on board for anything when it came to the three of us, had said what the hell, and we’d all become Carvers. Carver was Ky’s mom’s maiden name, and since everything Ky did was to celebrate her, it seemed fitting that we become the family that should have been there to take care of her.
But that was bullshit for another day.
I’d thought Hayat Cutter was all about drama, and I wasn’t willing to risk my friends or our band, even if she did make me ache.
Hellion’s auditions, discovering she was Havoc, and ultimately Hayat, changed everything. She didn’t want to bask in her family’s fame. She wanted to glow on her own, prove to the world that she was better and stronger than anyone connected to her name.
I might have fallen a little for her at that moment.
Jamie had sure as hell already been halfway there since our initial audition.
It was Ky we had to figure out.
And he was taking way too long in the shower. If he didn’t hurry up, he was going to miss out and Jamie really was going to fuck her on the living room floor. But I’d be right there with them both, because I was going to be in one of her holes. And as hard as my cock was, I didn’t care which one it was.
Hayat pressed her forehead into Jamie’s throat. “Did I drink too much already? Is this real?”
I bunched some of her thick, sweet-scented spiral curls into a fist, tugging her head up enough so she was looking at me. I would never smell honeysuckles again and not get hard. “What makes you think that, Hellion?”
A light shade of pink filled her cheeks, her teeth sinking deep into her bottom lip as she curled more into Jamie. A mixture of both their groans filled the room as she shifted her pussy over Jamie’s thick pole.
“Don’t hide from us,” Jamie commanded, his carefree tone absent. “Answer Sparks.”
Slowly, she released the hold her teeth had on her plump lip, leaving an indentation. “I’ve wanted you since that first audition at the club. All of you. There may have been some fantasies that I’ve…considered. But none of them seemed possible.”
“Oh shit,” I grunted, pressing closer, molding my body to her back, letting her feel how hard I was for her. I brushed her hair aside and kissed her neck. “Tell us about your fantasies. Maybe we can make them reality.”
“The things I want you to do to me…” Her voice faded away, and for the first time, I saw vulnerability in those gorgeous eyes. “Maybe you won’t want those things with me. I won’t know what to do. I’m not… I’ve never… All of this is new to me.”
Jamie met my gaze, his pupils so dilated all I saw was black in his irises. I wondered if they mirrored my own. Was she implying that this was new to her because it would be with more than one partner?
Or because our wild goddess was a virgin?
A strangled sound came from behind me. Ky. But my focus went back to Hayat.
“We’re going to take this nice and slow,” Jamie soothed, his dominating tone blending with a timbre that had Hayat relaxing more into him. “If at any time you feel uncomfortable or unsafe or you simply change your mind, all you have to say is stop. Right now, I want to spread you across this table and eat you out until you’re dripping all over my face.”
A sexy whimper came from her, causing him to smile, but he continued. “Sparks is dying to feel your mouth wrapped around his cock. He will go slow. Just give you the tip at first until you’re ready to take more.”
My Hellion licked her lips hungrily.
“Will you let him have your mouth, sweetheart?” Jamie purred, grazing the tip of his tongue over her bottom lip. “Do you want to taste him while I feast on you?”
A flicker of hesitation from her had me holding my breath, but then she gave a firm nod. “I-I want that.”
Jamie grinned his pleasure at her answer. “And Ky?” He kissed down her chin to her neck. She arched her head back, offering him better access. “He’s a voyeur. He will watch us make you come over and over, building himself up until he can’t control himself any longer. Ky will take you rough, but I won’t let him go too far. Not this time. We can work up to that.” He gently kissed her lips. “If that’s what you want.”
Her breath shuddered out of her as she met his tantalizing gaze. “I want that.”
“Which part, sweetheart? We need to know. Communicating with words is key to keeping us all happy and safe.”
“All of what you said. Everything. I want that. And more. I-I trust you.”
I released the pent-up air I’d been holding in fear of her rejecting this. Us. My relief made my voice gruff as I pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear. “If we do this, we’re all in. Complete exclusivity. You are ours. No one else can fucking touch you.”
Blue flames danced in her eyes when her head shifted so she could see me. “As long as that means that the three of you are mine and only mine, then I’m okay with that. It’s us four and no one else.”
“Ah, beautiful goddess, how could we want anyone else when we have you?” I kissed the tip of her nose.
She clenched her jaw. “I want you to say it. All of you. Or this doesn’t go any further than us being band members.”
“We’re exclusive,” I assured her without hesitation. “There are only us four. Ever.”
“I’m yours, Hellion,” Jamie promised, his thumb tracing over her lips.
Behind me, Ky remained silent, causing Hayat to tense. She started to turn her head when I heard him take a seat, his voice like molten lava as if flowing over Hayat’s skin, melting her already smoking body for us even more. “You are ours, Hayat. As long as you belong to us, we all belong to you.”