Chapter 5
Ihead to the empty room we saw on the tour—the same one I thought was going to be mine—and set down my suitcase and Jonah’s carrier. I glance around, a wave of confusion and what feels like sadness washing over me.
The room itself is clean and spacious, as if someone put effort into making it nice for whoever claimed it next.
I walk to the window and glance out. It’s dark out now, but it looks like this room will get a ton of natural light.
A little ensuite bathroom sits off to the side. Unlike the main shared bathroom, this one is immaculate, with gleaming surfaces and a nice shower.
It’s a pity I can’t take this entire setup with me wherever I go next.
Sitting down on the bed, which is made up with some generic sheets and a couple of pillows, I sigh. This isn’t meant to be how this new chapter started. But as exhaustion hits me, I realize a good night’s sleep will help to make things feel better.
As if reading my mind, Jonah jumps up onto the bed and curls into a ball beside me. I need to be more like this furry creature, unphased by uprooting his entire little life.
I lie back on the bed and find myself drifting away into the comforting arms of slumber…
The bedroom door creaks open and a shadowy figure slips inside. Even in the dim light, I can see the outline of broad shoulders and muscular arms. I immediately notice the figure is wearing a scrum cap, the rugby headgear that protects forward players in a scrum. It obscures his face, contouring around his head with a protective chin strap wrapping around his chiseled jaw. It’s the rugby equivalent of wearing a mask, especially in the dark.
My heart pounds. Who is it?
As he steps closer, the moonlight illuminates a familiar smirk. “Miss me, Dylan?”
Jayden. Of course it’s him. That cocky bastard. That cocky, hot as hell bastard.
Before I can respond, another figure fills the doorway. Taller and very muscular, also decorated in gorgeous tattoos. Noah.
“Sorry we’re late,” he growls, sliding onto the bed beside me. “Traffic was murder.”
“Sounds like an excuse to me,” I scoff, even as heat pools in my belly. Having them both here, now—it’s too much. “What do you want?”
“What do you think?” Jayden’s voice drops an octave, rough with need. He crawls onto the bed, bracketing me between their hard bodies. I’m in a rugby player sandwich and I have never been more excited to be squeezed between two other people.
Noah nuzzles my neck, his breath hot against my skin. “We’re here to give you what you’ve always wanted, kitten.”
I try to squirm away, but there’s no escaping them. Not that I really want to. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I whisper, staring up at him through my long eyelashes.
“Liar.” Jayden captures my mouth in a searing kiss, thrusting his tongue between my lips. At the same time, Noah reaches down and strokes between my thighs, parting my pussy lips to find the slick evidence of my arousal.
They’ve got me, and we all know it. My traitorous body betrays the hunger I’ve tried so hard to deny. Hunger for them.
“Just relax,” Noah murmurs, sliding a finger deep inside me. “We’re going to take such good care of you.”
A moan escapes my lips as Jayden swallows it with another kiss. My resistance crumbles, washed away under a flood of desire. Who needs to prove anything, anyway? I have everything I want right here.
I surrender to their touch, my body boneless between them.
Jayden breaks the kiss, trailing his lips along my jaw. “That’s our good girl.” He captures one of my wrists and secures it to the headboard with a silk tie.
Noah repeats the action on the other side, binding me in place. Helpless. Vulnerable. My arousal spikes, hot and needy.
With my limbs immobilized, they turn their attention to the rest of me.
Jayden pulls the front of my tank top down, baring my breasts. He sucks one nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth until I whimper.
Noah settles between my splayed thighs, nudging them wider apart. His breath ghosts over my exposed pussy as he presses soft kisses along my inner thighs. Each brush of his lips edges closer to where I need him most.
I strain against my bindings, torn between arching into Jayden’s mouth and using my hips to push Noah’s face lower.
They’re in no hurry, content to take me apart piece by piece.
“Please,” I gasp out. Jayden’s eyes gleam in the dim light, predatory.
“Please what?” Noah prompts, his voice a low rumble. “Tell us what you want, Dylan.”
Heat floods my cheeks even as slick heat pools at my core. But I can’t deny them. Or myself. Not anymore.
“Touch me,” I whisper.
Noah obliges, dragging his tongue through my lips.
I cry out, my back arching off the bed as much as my restraints allow.
He finds my clit, circling it slowly before sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth.
Sparks dance across my skin, and my thighs tremble.
Jayden abandons my breasts to capture my mouth in a searing kiss, muffling my moans.
Noah slips two fingers inside me, crooking them to stroke my G-spot on every thrust.
The dual sensations overwhelm me, pressure building at the base of my spine.
I’m so close, teetering on the edge of oblivion.
Jayden breaks the kiss, trailing his lips along my jaw to nip at my earlobe. “Come for us, Dylan.”
The quiet command undoes me. My orgasm crashes over me in waves, pulsing around Noah’s fingers as I clench helplessly around them.
They work me through the aftershocks, not relenting until I go limp against the mattress.
Jayden brushes my hair back from my face, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. A sweet contrast to their earlier roughness.
Noah eases his fingers from my body, and I whimper at the loss. But I have no time to mourn before he’s sliding up my body to take Jayden’s place, claiming my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss.
I can taste myself on his lips, and the realization makes me squirm against my bonds. They’re nowhere near done with me yet.
This is going to be a long night.
I break the kiss with Noah, panting for breath. My lips feel swollen and sensitive, my body buzzing with arousal.
Jayden moves up to the head of the bed and kneels in front of me. He strokes his cock, swollen and flushed, and nudges the head against my lips. “Open up, sweetheart. Time for your reward.”
I obey without thinking, parting my lips. He slides his gorgeous, swollen cock into my mouth in one smooth thrust, hitting the back of my throat.
I gag around him, but he just groans in pleasure, tangling his fingers in my hair. “That’s it,” he murmurs. “Just like that.”
He sets a brutal pace, fucking my mouth with abandon as I struggle to keep up.
Drool leaks from the corners of my lips, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. But I revel in his loss of control, in the way I can reduce him to base instincts.
It’s intoxicating.
Noah, having moved down the bed, chooses that moment to thrust into me with his impressive girth, filling me in one hard stroke.
I cry out around Jayden’s cock, my back arching off the bed as they both fill me with their hardness. They find a rhythm, Jayden’s hips snapping forward every time Noah bottoms out inside me.
The dual assault on my senses is almost too much to bear. I feel deliciously used, nothing more than a vessel for their pleasure. Heat coils in my belly, tension building with every thrust, and I know I’m going to come again.
Noah bites down on my shoulder, his pace faltering for a moment. “Fuck, you feel so good. I’m gonna come deep inside you, Dylan.”
Jayden pulls out of my mouth just as I tumble over the edge again. Thick, hot spurts of his cum coat my face and chest.
The filthy display sends Noah chasing after me as warmth floods my core.
They collapse on either side of me, chests heaving.
I’m still trembling through the aftershocks, wrists sore from tugging at my restraints.
Jayden disappears for a moment, while Noah unties my bindings, and quickly returns with something in his hand. He wipes my face and chest clean with a warm washcloth, his fingers lingering over my sensitized skin.
I hum in contentment, my limbs liquid and heavy in the aftermath of passion.
“You did so well, baby,” Jayden murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to my temple. He hands the washcloth to Noah, who uses it to wipe my pussy and my thighs as his cum still drips from me.
Once he’s done taking care of me, Noah moves up the bed until he’s nuzzled against my neck, his arm draping over my waist. “That was perfect. You’re perfect.” His stubble grazes against the crook of my neck, sending little shockwaves throughout my already sensitized body.
Their praise, and their taking care of me, makes me flush, a warmth that has nothing to do with the activities we just engaged in.
I turn to press a kiss to Jayden’s jaw, and then Noah’s forehead.
“Maybe this whole living together thing won’t be so bad after all.” I yawn, my eyes drooping shut in satisfaction and relief.
Noah chuckles, the sound rumbling through his chest. “Just think, kitten. We’ve only just begun.”
A delicious shiver runs down my spine at the promise in his tone. Living with two hot as hell rugby players certainly won’t be without its challenges. But if this is any indication of what’s to come, I think I’ll manage just fine.
My lips curve into a satisfied smile as I drift off to sleep, cocooned between their warmth.
My eyes flash open as I wake with a start, prepared to see a burly rugby player on either side of me.
Shit! Don’t screw the crew, Dylan! Everyone knows that. And they’re not even meant to be my crew!
I look down at the warm figure pressing against me. I feel a surge of immense relief but also disappointment as I realize I’m the only human in my bed, and the warmth is being provided by my sweet cat, Jonah, who enjoys being the little spoon but will occasionally spoon me from behind while we sleep.
Jesus, I’m only one night in, and I’m already fantasizing about my very fuckable new roommates.
This might only be a temporary arrangement, but that dream was hot and I’m more than wet.
Luckily, I’m going to fix everything very soon and I can reset this whole situation. Because I moved here to get away from politics and other complications, and this whole situation has complicated written all over it.
Sighing, I gently move Jonah to the side. He lets out a soft meow in his sleep as I groggily push myself out of bed.
Yep, I’m going to fix this before I soak my mattress completely with dreams of what these men could do to my body.