60. Griffin
I ’m hard as fuck, listening to the sounds of their moans floating down the stairs.
So much so, that when I finally hear them climax, relief pulses through me.
From the way Everest’s jaw has been grinding ever since Harden stole our girl, I think it’s safe to say he feels the same.
I always knew I wouldn’t mind sharing her, but I never actually thought what it would be like, to be the one on the outside while one of my friends enjoys her.
Especially when I know what that friend’s cock feels like deep in my ass.
“I think I’ll have a hard fucking cock every day with those two,” I complain, readjusting myself in my jeans, my dick leaking precum, even though I pleasured myself to the sight of them an hour ago.
“Least you have two people to satisfy your needs,” he grumbles, reading through the messages on his phone, for the tenth time since we got home.
“Aw don’t tell me, Monroe the hoe, wants to join the dick sucking club,” I tease, bringing his bored and unimpressed gaze to mine.
“You put that thing anywhere near me and I’ll chop it off.” His words only have my smirk widening.
“You weren’t saying that when you were rubbing against me through that thin little wall,” I remind him, and his eyes flare with annoyance.
“I hope Haze comes down here and silences you with his cock,” he snaps back, his retort making me pause, as my cock once again juts behind my jeans.
“Shit, I hope so too, especially since it will taste like our girl.” I once again press my palm against my erection, willing it to relax, but with the images he just painted, it’s no use.
In an attempt to distract myself, I pull my phone out and find somewhere that is open to order us all some pizza. Picking out a few different choices I know we all like before checking out.
By the time Harden and Aurora appear, my cock has thankfully gone to sleep, although at the sight of them both freshly fucked, it wouldn’t take much to will it back to life.
“I ordered food, it shouldn’t take too long,” I tell them, as Everest pulls Aurora into his lap, possessively wrapping his arms around her.
Harden drops onto the sofa beside me, pulling me in for a kiss.
“Thank you, baby,” he mumbles against my mouth, before trailing his lips up my jaw until he reaches my ear.
“Everest will steal her later and while she’s gone, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” he whispers, and well, there goes my flaccid cock, as he pulls back with a knowing smirk.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” I ask, in an attempt to distract myself, except she doesn’t miss a beat with her reply.
“Sore,” she tells us, making Harden snort a laugh, as Everest curses with a smirk.
I know exactly how sore she must be feeling, considering I also know what it’s like to take Harden’s cock deep inside of me, and all I can do is bite back a groan, as she flushes.
“You meant about everything that has happened, didn’t you?
” she asks, an embarrassed smile now covering her face, and I nod.
“I’m here with you guys and that’s all that matters. ”
I smile at her words, just as there is a knock at the door, and I reluctantly pull away from Harden. “I’ll get it.” Leaving them behind, I head to the front door, ripping it open ready to take the pizza, only to find Mr. and Mrs. Monroe instead.
“You’re here!” Mrs. Monroe sighs in relief, a hand flying to her chest, as if easing a mounting panic there, as Mr. Monroe smiles at me softly.
“Are they here with you?” he asks, and I nod silently. “Is it okay if we come in? We brought food.” He gestures to the boxes and trays stacked high in his hands, and the gifts in his wife’s, and since I’m not really sure what to do. I just nod.
“Erm, yeah, sure, come in.” I step aside, letting them pass and then closing the door behind them, before striding ahead of them back to the living room, my eyes wide as they meet Aurora and Everest.
“Not food?” she asks, looking between my empty hands.
“Not exactly,” I reply, just as her parents appear behind me, and I see the way Everest’s hold flinches around her.
“Mom! David!” Aurora says in surprise, looking nervously between all three of us, yet not moving from her spot in Everest’s lap.
“We thought since you kids didn’t want to come to Thanksgiving, that we would bring Thanksgiving to you,” David says nervously, a tone I have never once heard from him before, as he once again lifts up the boxes in his hands.
Aurora and Everest remain quiet, whether from shock or refusal to respond, I’m not sure, but it only makes the room feel even more awkward.
“And we brought gifts,” Claire adds, equally as nervous as her husband, and when neither of her children respond, she drops them onto a side table.
“Look, I know this situation is a little complicated, but we didn’t get a chance to talk properly and well, Thanksgiving is meant to be spent with family. ”
Moving away from them, I take my spot back beside Harden, making it clear where I stand within all of this. My family is here in this room.
“Where is Archer?” Aurora snaps, not backing down, and I can’t say I blame her, not when Everest’s face is bruised and swollen.
I can see David trailing his eyes over his son, grimacing at the sight, as Claire’s stare softens at the mention of her other son.
“Archer made his views about the whole situation clear, and then he left when he realized we don’t share his same opinion.
” She tries to keep her voice calm and clear as she talks, but I still hear the nerves taking over her.
“You don’t?” Everest finally speaks, his voice cracking a little, and I swear those two words bring tears to his mom’s eyes.
She doesn’t hesitate in marching around the furniture until she can reach them, not seeming to care about their close proximity, as she cups his face gently.
“Everest, my darling boy, I have loved you since the day I met you, I can’t really blame her for feeling the same.
” We all know it’s not the same, but her understanding is clear to us all, as she flicks her attention to Aurora.
“She has been strong-willed since the day she was born, and when she has her heart set on something, nothing is going to stand in her way.”
Aurora swallows down her words, clearing her throat, as she asks, “And you understand what my heart wants, right?” Her stare travels across to us, her mom following it with a sigh.
“Honestly, I’m surprised you guys fought it for this long,” she muses, with a shake of her head, as if recalling our entire childhood.
“Your mother said, the second you brought the boys home for the first time, that there would be trouble,” David cuts in, directing his words to his son.
“I guess I should have taken her more seriously.” I see him look between us all now, a weird sort of pride-filled stare meeting my own, and I shift beneath it.
“How about we give you guys a moment,” I grunt, moving to stand up and tugging Harden up with me. Testing the waters, I lean down and press a kiss to Aurora’s head, before moving toward David and taking the trays of food from his hand.
Harden follows me into the kitchen, not really giving the four of them much privacy, but still both of their parents take our now vacant spots, as they begin to talk.
Aurora and Everest listen to whatever they have to say quietly, as Harden moves to go and set the table for dinner, while I pull out some plates.
My eyes keep nervously flicking toward the living room, watching as Aurora finally dismounts from Everest’s lap, so David can check over his face. I still don’t know what they are saying, but there aren’t any punches being thrown, so I guess we can count that as a win.
When David finally makes his way to the kitchen, Harden is back at my side, and I feel both our backs straighten, as we prepare for what he’s about to say.
“I’ve known you both for a long time,” he starts, looking between us.
“And maybe there were a few things I missed,” he adds, focusing only on Harden, as he stiffens even more beside me.
“But I have always known how you feel about that girl, which is the only reason I’m allowing this.
” He leans in even closer and lowers his voice.
“But if you ever hurt her, between me and her father, they won’t ever find you. ”
I open my mouth then close it again, rendered completely speechless, because there is not one part of me that thought that was what he was going to say.
We both know David is a hotshot lawyer, and that Aurora’s father works in some sort of overseas business, but his words have me assessing him in a new light.
“Now, how about we get this food heated up,” he says at his normal volume this time, pulling back with a smile, as he starts opening up the trays.
When the rest of them join us in the kitchen, the atmosphere is a little less tense. Claire and Aurora move to help David, and I slink around the counter to check on Everest.
“You good?” I ask, feeling his parent’s stare on us, but I keep my focus on him.
“They said as long as we are happy, they’re happy.” Everest shrugs, not meeting my stare, as if those words just fix everything.
“And what about your brother?” At my question, his gaze snaps to mine, and I see the pain in it before he masks it.
“Right now, as far as Archer’s concerned, he only has one sibling.” He rounds the counter before I can say anything else, drifting back to Aurora’s side and helping his family prepare for dinner.
It isn’t long before the pizza shows up, and I put it on the dining table with the rest of the food, before we all sit down and enjoy our meal. Conversation flows easily, all things considered, as we eat and go around the table and say what we are thankful for.
After dinner we all move back to the living room, David pouring us all a glass of wine, and Claire fetching the gifts she placed on the table earlier. I’m not surprised in the slightest when she passes both Harden and I one, she’s never missed a special occasion since that first year we met her.
Everest is given a new sweater, Harden and I both get one similar, and Aurora is spoiled with some new art supplies.
We’re all laughing at the number of new paint brushes her mom has picked out, Claire always going overboard no matter what holiday it is, when Aurora lifts the lid on the final thin white box, her eyes flaring widely.
“Oh my god,” she gasps, her hand starting to shake, and I immediately know something is up.
Everest snatches the box from her hands, looking inside and then cursing sharply, before looking at his parents. “Where did you get this?” he asks, snatching the lid back up and flipping it over, and it’s only then I note there is a card taped to it with Aurora’s name typed across the front.
“It was on the front porch when we woke up this morning,” Claire replies, looking confused, trying to see what’s in the box, but Everest snatches it away from her.
His angered stare meets mine, shoving it toward me and Harden, and when I look down I understand why he’s so pissed.
Inside the box are countless black and white photographs, all taken over the last couple of months.
Ones of Aurora on campus, leaving this house, with me in the art studio, with Harden at The Underground, but the one sitting on top is a blurry shot, of the four of us in the woods on Halloween.
Aurora is pressed against the tree, and the three of us in masks are standing before her.
Three words have been smudged across it in anger.
Not your whore.