23. Hayat
Chapter Twenty-Three
Hayat
Jamie was wrapped around the front of my body, his arm pillowing my head, while his own was cushioned against my naked chest. His even breaths blew against my hard nipple. After the night we’d spent together, we were all exhausted. Jamie was sleeping so deeply, not even the rough way Sparks was fucking me from behind could stir him.
Holding Jamie’s head to me with one hand, I reached behind me with the other, my nails biting into Sparks’s thigh as he mindlessly rocked in and out of me. “You feel so good, goddess,” he groaned, biting my shoulder when I moaned his name. “Ah fuck, the way you clamp around me when you’re close. Such a greedy pussy, wanting every drop of come I’ve got for you.”
“Please,” I whined, arching my hips back to take him deeper, tempting him to take me harder.
He slid his hand between Jamie and me, down my belly and between my legs, spreading my pussy lips so he could strum my clit. He played my pleasure button like he was playing his guitar, so skillfully, so demanding.
Without thinking, I leaned down, kissing Jamie, needing his taste to ease the growing throb deep, deep in my core. He woke in an instant, his lips dancing over mine while he grabbed a fistful of my hair and deepened the kiss. I was so close but so far away from the orgasm that Sparks had been working me toward. After being with all three of my guys repeatedly all night, my pussy should not have been as greedy for another release, but I was desperate for one more before the day started.
From the bathroom, I heard the shower turn off. My nails bit into Sparks harder, silently begging him to finish me. Call me petty, but I didn’t want Ky to witness my pleasure this time. When he’d gotten up to shower, I’d teased Sparks awake. Without hesitation, he’d thrust into me from behind.
Breaking the kiss, Jamie lowered his head back to my tits, sucking one nipple into his mouth hard. That was the extra stimulation I needed to see fireworks exploding in front of my eyes. Moaning, I pressed my head back against Sparks’s chest, my entire body shaking in reaction to the pure euphoria.
“Fuck!” Sparks roared, emptying inside me.
Breathing hard, he’d barely pulled from my body before Jamie rolled me to my back and buried himself balls deep. Crying out in surprise, I lifted my knees, opening myself up for him to take his pleasure from me. In only a matter of minutes, he pressed his forehead to my chest and finished deep inside me.
Groaning, Jamie dropped his full weight on top of me, once again pillowing his head on my chest. Sparks stayed on his side, gently combing his fingers through the tangles my curls had turned into throughout the night. Turning my head, I kissed him while I scratched my nails over Jamie’s scalp, earning me a hum of pleasure from my rocker.
Opening the bathroom door, Ky released a gust of steam as he walked out in nothing more than a towel wrapped around his waist. I peeked over at him before glancing away. He’d been the most attentive of my three guys during our lovemaking all night, ensuring my pleasure was met repeatedly before seeking his own. It felt like an apology, but my heart was too raw to accept it. Sex was definitely not our problem. It was the threat of him ending this thing between us at any moment.
He made me feel like I was walking through a minefield, and with one wrong step, boom . We would be over. No more chances.
Ky telling me he was in love with me had only made this uncertainty that felt like it was suffocating me worse. How could he say those things if he cared so deeply about me?
My own emotions were already too far gone to want to walk away from any of my guys. Even with the potential of triggering something dark for Maddie, I didn’t want to end what I had with any of my rockers. In a matter of days, my feelings for these three had grown from curiosity to lust to infatuation and headfirst into love.
It was an intense, mind-spinning experience.
And Ky was ruining it for me.
One of our phones ringing had Sparks lifting his head after one more soft kiss to the tip of my nose. Rolling over, he looked at the phones sitting on the bedside table, all of them charging. “It’s yours, goddess,” he said, picking up the phone to offer it to me. “Says it’s Maddie.”
Sighing, I swiped my thumb over the screen as I took the device from him. “Hey, what’s up?”
“I totally forgot to talk to you yesterday about Autumn’s Slumber,” Maddie said, sounding distracted, but her voice was its usual, hyper tone. She was kind of adorable when she was going a million miles an hour. “Congrats on the drummer gig, by the way. Sorry, Abi’s situation kind of distracted me from celebrating with you. Forgive me?”
Jamie snuggled deeper into my chest, his cock still half inside me. I could feel his—and Sparks’s—come flooding out of me. The sheets would have to be changed, and I was in desperate need of a shower. Blinking a few times to focus on my friend, I told her, “Thanks. But everything going on with Abi is more important. What did you need to talk to me about regarding the band?”
“Emmie already told you Shane wants you and the guys to come in to discuss the first single, right?” I hummed my agreement. Jamie seemed to enjoy the sound, because he pressed the side of his face deeper into the valley between my tits, listening. “Well, while he’s working on that, I’ve been instructed to take over the social media for Autumn’s Slumber. From the looks of it, one of the guys has been the one attempting to keep up with it. He’s done a decent job, but after your successful audition, it’s gotten out of hand. I think it became too much for him. That has become an issue that Mom wants me to take over to ensure they are meeting the full potential for reaching their fan following.”
“Okay, do you want me to discuss it with them?”
“No. Actually, what I need is for all four of you to come into the office this week so we can discuss it in detail. Not only will I need to record some of your practices, but I’m going to take pictures and maybe go live while you record the first single.” I heard papers rustling. “Then there will be the material I’ll have to get from your Thursday night shows at First Bass once the band starts. Which is soon, right? Like next week or something?”
“Yes, we’re scheduled to start in two weeks,” I confirmed.
“Great, I needed to double-check that for the calendar. Don’t worry, I’m going to give all four of you a full itinerary with the timeline of what and when I’ll be posting. We’ll stagger between each platform. I’ve got like ten bands whose social media accounts I’m in charge of. I’m trying to work out the schedule so nothing overlaps and each band gets the same amount of attention.” She huffed. “Remind me to ask my mom for a raise, because I have exactly two hours to call my own each week at this point. I like being busy, but a girl’s got needs, and two hours is not enough time to fulfill all of them.”
I grinned. “Bosco can’t get you off in two hours?”
“Shh,” she hissed. “You and Abi are the only ones who know about that, and my brother is hanging out at my apartment for the afternoon.”
“Like Banks would care who you’re getting your freak on with,” I laughed, only to bite back a moan when Jamie’s cock nudged at my entrance. My guys were insatiable. “I bet he’s fucking half the student body at school.”
“Eww, you are not allowed to put pictures of my brother like that in my head.”
Ky came back into the room, a pair of jeans hanging low on his hips as he walked toward the bed. I licked my lips, forgetting all about Maddie for a moment. Forgetting I was not fully in with him. Sex. That was all this was with us. And thankfully, sex was the only thing on my mind right then.
“Are you free tomorrow?” she said, causing me to jump at the sound of her voice.
“For…?”
“You and the rest of the band to come into the office for a chat about the social media plans I want to get your approval for,” she said a little impatiently. How long had I not been paying attention? Shit. “Then you can go straight to the studio for a meeting with Shane since his afternoon is free. It’s either tomorrow or Wednesday. I have another new band coming in for the same meetings this week with both Shane and me, but since I love you so much, you get first dibs. What works better for you and the guys?”
“Hold on,” I told her, putting her on mute. “We need to go into Aunt Emmie’s office to talk to Uncle Shane about the single he wants us to record. Also, we have to meet with Maddie. She’s going to take over the social media accounts for Autumn’s Slumber. Does tomorrow work? If not, we can go Wednesday. What’s a better time for everyone’s schedule?”
I looked at Ky first, trying to decipher his reaction to meeting with Maddie. But he just shrugged. “Tomorrow works the best for me. I’m excited to see what Shane Stevenson has planned for our first single. Jamie, Sparks?”
“I’ll take sooner over later,” Jamie agreed. “Besides, I’m gonna drool all over Shane Stevenson. Babe, do you think he’d give me some pointers? He’s, like, the best bass player in the world. And then there’s Zander Brockman. Ah, fuck. You know so many incredible rockers. Tomorrow, I’m going to have a geek-out for a moment or two. You all have to stop me from embarrassing myself. Hellion, you gotta have my back.”
“Uncle Shane is going to adore you just as much as I do,” I assured him.
I pressed my lips together to keep from grinning. Jamie was so endearing at times, it was hard to imagine he was the same guy who bent me over a bathroom sink and spanked me the day before. I loved both sides of him.
“Tomorrow is fine,” Sparks agreed, shoving Jamie aside so he could place his head on my chest instead. Jamie rolled over with a grumble, but not before stealing a kiss. “I might have to meet with Miguel and Sancho, along with Vitucci and his sister, later in the week.”
His answer made my stomach queasy. I didn’t want to think about him having to see his father and brother again. I trusted Sammy—a little—but not enough for her to keep my guy safe if things turned ugly during their meeting. Maybe he would let me go with him.
But even as the idea formed, I knew Sparks’s head would explode if I so much as voiced that option.
Unmuting the call, I put the phone back to my ear. “Mads? Tomorrow works for us. Text me the time, and we will be there.”
“Perfect,” she said, sounding distracted again. “Once I have the time figured out, I’ll send you the details. I gotta go. Love ya.”
“Love you,” I repeated, disconnecting. Dropping the phone on the bed beside me, I looked at Ky again. “Is this going to be a problem?”
His brows pulled together at my question. “What?”
“You and Maddie. Are you going to go to the meeting in your band gear, or should we go ahead and rip the bandage off, confess to her who you really are, and see how that works out?” I grimaced. “She’s come a long way with therapy and other treatment. I’m just… I don’t know. Triggering her is something I’ve been worried about. We nearly lost her after what Holden put her through. And while some of that can be explained by the postpartum psychosis that she was suffering from, on top of the guilt of giving Avalyn up for adoption, your brother had a lot to do with her mental state back then.”
Crossing to the bed, he crawled up the mattress until he was leaning over me. Jamie and Sparks both shifted out of the way so he could have my full attention. “The last thing I want to do is unsettle Maddie. But she and I are actually on good terms.”
I jerked in surprise. “Really?”
He nodded. “Really. There are no hard feelings between us or anyone in Maddie’s family, including her dad. They even send the occasional picture of my niece from certain milestones. Birthdays. Christmas. It’s nice seeing how happy Avalyn is with her adoptive parents.”
“Then what was with the subterfuge at the audition?” I grumbled. “After I realized who you were, I thought your connection to the Renchfords was the reason you didn’t say anything about being Kyrie.”
Lowering his head, Ky kissed me tenderly for a moment. I melted, kissing him back. When he lifted his head, he gave a casual shrug. “I wanted to earn the spot at First Bass on talent, not who I am. If we wanted to, we could start our own record label. It wouldn’t be nearly as big as ASM, but the three of us have enough cash to grow the business into something successful. But we want the world to see us first and foremost for how good our music is. Wasn’t that why you hid behind the Havoc persona for so long?”
“Yes,” I admitted. “Havoc was just a talented drummer playing great music. If they knew I was Hayat Cutter, they would have only been talking about how I expected the world to praise me because of who my family is. They would have seen my name and not my abilities.”
“Well, that’s exactly what we want to do—and why we will continue with the masks and paint. It’s your choice if you want to do the same. We won’t push you to wear the mask or makeup if you’d rather just be Hayat.”
“Fuck that shit,” Jamie cut him off. “She’s Hellion. Mask and paint or not. In Autumn’s Slumber, she’s Hellion Carver.”
“I second that,” Sparks said, lifting his head to look down at me and wink.
Ky grinned. “There, it’s settled. Hellion Carver will do as she pleases.” Kissing me quick and hard, he stood. “I’m going to go grab us some breakfast. Unless you want to eat out?”
I considered it for a moment, then sat up. “I’d like that.”
“Our first date,” Sparks murmured, kissing my bare shoulder before he sat up. “I like it.”
“Brunch?” Jamie asked hopefully, rolling out of bed. “I love brunch. I’m going to shower. Don’t leave without me, douchebags.”
“Can I borrow some sweats and a top?” I asked them. “I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”
“Your closet is fully stocked,” Ky informed me. “Jamie thought of everything.”