Chapter 17 Nyx
NYX
The boys drop me off at my apartment because I’m in no shape to be driving my car home.
Demitri offers to pick me up on their way to the game tomorrow since I don’t have a way there and they don’t want me taking the people mover alone.
Hutch and I aren’t three sheets to the wind, but we are definitely feeling good.
Midnight rushes over to me for love since I have been gone all day.
I bend down to give him some scratches between his ears before I grab my phone out of my backpack and hit the camera button on Kyra’s contact.
“Bitch, you better be awake.” I slur out before I see her adorable face pop up on my screen.
“You Hoe! Do you know what time it is?” She whispers. Her face is only lit up by the backlighting from her phone. She was definitely asleep, but my number goes through no matter what.
“Ummm, it’s like midnight, I think.” I sound way more drunk than I thought. Jesus ,what did we do tonight?
“Try again, beautiful. It’s like 2am. What kind of emergency do we have tonight?” She is definitely irritated, but will always talk to me. Kyra loves her sleep, and she’s my little old lady and in bed at like 9:30pm most nights. I watch her slip out of her bed with Mike.
“Oops, I’m sorry, but I have news.” I laugh.
“I’m waiting.” She rolls her jade green eyes. This girl is summer embodied. Bright blonde hair, beautiful green eyes. There is a reason she is my sunflower.
“I told you about Graham and Demitri, right?” I can slowly feel myself sober up. Walking over to my fridge to grab a bottle of water and turn on the lights so I don’t fall on my face.
“Yes.”
“Well, we went to the pub after the game for dinner and a couple drinks-“
“Well, that explains this messy version of my best friend.” She laughs.
“Hush, anyways. They told me that both of them want to date me. Together. As in some straight outta romance novel shit.”
“And….you said what?” Her eyebrows raised so high they are going to join her hair.
It was just then I noticed that a photo album off my shelves is sitting on the coffee table. What the fuck? “Umm, Kyra, were you in my house today?” She is the only one with a key to my apartment. So she should be the only one messing with shit.
“No, I wasn’t. But that’s not important right now.” She looks confused but I blow it off and continue to tell her the story.
She finally makes me chug some electrolytes before hanging up on me to go back to sleep. My gaze catches back on the photo album. I must have moved it before I left, but I just don’t remember in my drunken, lust filled haze.
I climb into bed and I can still feel Graham's hands lingering on my body. We danced most of the night while Grant kept the drinks flowing and Demitri watched from the booth. A few times I dragged him out to dance with me, but he fought me on it.
When I got the two of them out on the floor with me, the meat in the Marine sandwich was so sexy.
Their hands are roaming my body. My ass pressed against their erections.
I loved knowing that just this turned them on.
Me in my cargo pants and black form fitted t-shirt, sweaty and sun kissed from being outside all day. This was enough for them.
I strip out of my gross work clothes I’ve been in all day leaving me completely naked.
My hands start to wonder on their own down my body.
I’m still buzzed enough that they almost don’t feel like my own hands.
Reaching over to my night stand I open the drawer and pull out my favorite vibrator.
It’s a small little red rose. It has a hole right in the middle you place over your clit and it uses a suction-like motion to simulate oral.
Slowly running my hands down my body, pausing briefly with my left hand to tweak my nipple, already hardened to a stiff peak.
While, my right hand with the rose slips down between my legs.
I turn the rose on and pick my favorite setting.
I am a simple girl. I like a medium, constant buzz when I’m just looking to come.
It doesn’t take long for an orgasm to wash over me. My skin flushed and glowing with a light sheen of sweat. I am in trouble if the thought of these men makes me come so easily.
I wake with a start, there is a pounding on my front door. What time is it? I stumble through my small apartment with barely an eye open and Midnight scurries between my legs to go hide before I swing the door open.
“What the fuck, Nyx!” Demitri whisper-screams, trying not to disturb the whole building. Both my eyes open in shock. “What are you doing answering the door ass fucking naked?” His growl is way too sexy at this time in the morning.
“Why are you standing at my door? How the fuck do you even know where I live?” Demitri shoves me out of the way back into the apartment before he and Hutch come in and slam the door behind them.
“First of all Little Fox, I knew what building you were in because I left you here a handful of hours ago. Second of all, we have our ways to know what exact apartment you were in because we will always know where you are.” Demitri’s voice rumbles out of his chest with a dangerous tone to it.
I don’t know if I am scared of him or turned on.
“Third of all, why are you answering the door when you don’t know who it is while fucking naked? ”
“What?” I look down at my body and realize after I took care of business last night I passed the hell out and never put any clothes on and I answered the door butt ass naked.
I am mortified. I take off for my room, slamming the door behind me and finding the biggest oversized hoodie and a pair of biker shorts to throw on before even thinking about showing my face out there again.
I walk into my en suite to splash some water on my face and to brush my teeth.
I smell like a mini bar but a shower will have to wait until I get these men out of my house.
I throw some deodorant on and wander back out to find Demitri in the kitchen messing with my coffee maker, brewing coffee.
I see he also has a pan on the stove warming up with the egg carton out.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I walk past the breakfast bar and enter the kitchen.
I stand in the opening, hands on my hips.
I notice that Graham has made himself at home sitting in my reading chair over in the corner.
Midnight has decided that they are no threat, and has curled up in his lap like he’s his best friend.
That thing is way more comfortable than my couch, anyway.
“Well, seeing as you were naked, and still smelling like the bar, I figured you could use a good cup of coffee and some breakfast. Although, I am reconsidering that option.” He grabs the cup he just made and drops a little milk and sugar in it before leaving the kitchen to walk over to Hutch. “Brats don’t get cared for.”
“What are you talking about?” I question. Not awake enough for riddles.
Hutch chuckles over in his corner while lifting my coffee cup to his lips. “Little Witch, I would tread very, very, carefully with him. He is sleepy, and sex-deprived. That combo makes his palms twitchy. Unless you're into that?”
“Go shower, Nyx. We don’t have time for punishments right now.
” Demitri growls out. Disregarding my question and Hutch’s statement.
I stare at him and wait for him to stop making demands.
He leans into my ear, “I don’t want to have to ask you a second time, Little Fox, and if I have to, you are not sitting down for a week.
” His voice is so low that I know Hutch couldn't have heard him, but the vibrations through the shell of my ear follow down my neck and have a hard wire right to my pussy. Fuck me, why is that so hot?