Chapter 37. ENOUGH WITH THE WORDS
(Sienna)
“I’m so sorry that I have to leave.”
Yesterday, Maggie received a phone call from the Stanford University Administration about some issues with her scholarship. She panicked, so I booked her an Uber back to campus.
Giving her a tight hug, I responded, “You don’t need to apologize, Maggie. I know how important that scholarship is for you, so keep me posted as soon as you know what the hell is happening, okay?” I stepped back, keeping my hands on her shoulders. “And if there’s anything we can do, please tell us. You’re a boss bitch and all of that, but you’re not less independent because you lean on your friends every now and then.”
“Okay, mom,” she replied while rolling her eyes.
Noah placed her luggage in the trunk and said, “Call us when you get there.”
“I will.”
After bidding farewell to the others, Maggie hopped into the car and waved through the window.
“Well, it’s just the four of us now. So…what do you want to do, Sienna?” Noah smirked at me; he was such a goof sometimes.
“Why don’t we cook something nice and play some board games? Let’s chill a bit; I’m exhausted from all that hiking you’re forcing us to do,” I said.
Noah opened his mouth and put his hand on his chest.
“Excuse me?” he said like he was offended. “You wound me. I haven’t forced anyone to come with me. You clearly wanted to show off that perfect ass by wearing those leggings. So don’t blame it on me. You obviously came with your own agenda.”
“Which was…?”
“Tempting us, babe. Why do you think we kept letting you lead the hike?” Zayn answered with a grin.
An hour later, with our bellies full of delicious ravioli pasta cooked by Zayn, we sat on the carpeted floor in the middle of the living room. Noah cut several pieces of chocolate cake so we could eat them in front of the cozy fireplace. I lay on my back with my head propped against one of the sofas as I accepted a plate from Noah, which I carefully placed on my lap.
“What game do you want to play?” I asked.
“Not Monopoly, that’s for sure,” Zayn exclaimed while sitting cross-legged in front of me. “Last time we played, Noah got upset and spent an entire week avoiding Ander’s calls. He’s super competitive.”
“I’m not,” Noah replied. “I just don’t like when people cheat.”
“What about UNO?” I asked.
“Do you enjoy violence, Sienna? Otherwise, I don’t know why you’d suggest such a thing,” Ander responded, moving his head from side to side.
“I have an idea.”
We all looked at Noah, waiting for him to speak.
He lifted a finger. “Truth or dare.”
“What are we, twelve?” Zayn laughed.
“Are you worried we’re gonna find something you don’t want us to find out? We know you have yellow pajamas with Minions all over it. We don’t need a stupid game to find out you’re a teddy bear at heart,” Ander stated.
Ander had lived with Zayn for months now, so I was sure he knew many things about him that I could ask about during the game. I couldn’t hold my laughter.
“Minions? How cute, Zayn. Okay, I’m in, but if you don’t answer and want to avoid the dare, a piece of clothing must go,” I added.
“Uhhhhh. I like it. You go first, princess. Truth or dare?” Noah asked me.
“Dare.”
“Brave girl…” Ander whispered.
Noah ran his hand through his hair before speaking.
“Okay. I have a good one. I challenge you to share what you like most about each one of us.”
“That’s an easy one. Zayn, I like how protective you are and the passion you put into everything you do. Noah, I like your confidence and your sense of humor. Even in my lowest moments, you always know how to make me laugh. And Ander, these months in the lab have shown me how smart you are and how driven you are in every aspect of your life.”
“You overlooked pointing out my good looks, but I’ll let it slide since you’ve just been discharged from the hospital,” Noah responded.
“That’s very kind of you,” I said with a straight face.
“Okay, now it’s your turn to ask, Sienna,” Ander added, taking a bite of his chocolate cake.
“Zayn. Truth or dare?” I challenged.
“Truth,” he responded.
I took a few moments to brainstorm ideas until the perfect one came to mind.
“What’s your biggest turn-on?”
“That little sound you make just before you’re about to come.”
The room went dead silent.
Is it me, or does the room suddenly feel too hot?
“Yeah, I can see that,” Noah said while laughing.
Ander clenched his jaw.
“Okay. My turn,” Zayn exclaimed. “Ander, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss Sienna in front of us for two minutes. But I’m not talking about a peck on the lips. I wanna see you with her, and I bet Noah wouldn’t mind either.”
“You cannot keep your fucking mouth shut, can you?” Noah exclaimed.
Ander gazed at me, silently asking for permission.
“It’s okay, Ander,” I encouraged him.
He placed his plate on the coffee table and then crawled all the way to where I was sitting. He stopped only a few inches from my mouth, and I took a deep breath. The anticipation was killing me. I had thought about kissing Ander a thousand times since we hooked up, and now that he was piercing me with his blue eyes, all I could think about was that a kiss would never be enough. Ander put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me toward him until our lips met. I closed my eyes instinctively and surrendered myself to his consuming kiss. I opened my mouth, inviting Ander’s tongue to play with mine. It was a slow kiss, but it burned every corner of my soul until my body was fully ignited. I couldn’t contain this hunger, an insatiable feeling slowly taking over my sanity. A moan escaped my mouth, and Ander dropped the hand that held my head to pinch one of my nipples. My moan grew louder, and our kiss deepened. I didn’t need to touch my underwear to know I was completely soaked. I could feel my arousal between my thighs.
“Two minutes,” Zayn stated.
When Ander broke the kiss, I was panting, and my heart raced a thousand miles per hour. The bulge in Ander’s pants was an indication that he was as turned on as I was.
“That was sexy as fuck,” Noah breathed.
Ander crawled back to his place without breaking eye contact. His eyes were full of lust and promises.
“Noah. Your turn. Truth or dare?” he asked.
Noah put a piece of chocolate cake in his mouth and replied, “Truth.”
Ander bit his bottom lip and asked, “Weren’t you jealous seeing Zayn and Sienna together?”
Noah paused for a moment before responding to Ander’s question.
“Yes, I was. But only at the beginning. Then I realized I was more pissed at not being involved than anything else. It was so fucking hot seeing them together…and then we shared that night, the three of us, and it was perfect. It’s by far the best sex I’ve ever had. Does my answer bring you any comfort?”
“What do you mean?” Ander asked, confused.
“You can’t stay away from her, but you’re worried that you won’t mean as much to her as we do. Am I wrong?”
My eyes kept bouncing between Ander and Noah. You could cut the tension with a knife, and it was obvious that this was the first time they’d had this honest conversation. Noah clearly wanted to rip the Band-Aid off.
“I already lost her once. I don’t think my heart could handle losing her again.”
I put my cake down and stood. I walked toward Ander and stopped in front of him. I lowered myself to his lap, straddling his legs, and both my hands held his beautiful face. I stayed there for a few seconds, memorizing every hue of his irises, his plump lips, the perfection of his nose. I brought my mouth down and kissed him, but it wasn’t like our previous kiss. This kiss was gentle and full of love and adoration. I broke the kiss and planted my forehead against his.
“You’ll never lose me, Ander. My love is not finite. What I have with you, Noah, and Zayn is so fucking special…but it has taken me time to come to terms with it. I was raised in a conservative household, so it was hard for me to accept that it was okay to give myself entirely—body and soul—not to one but three men. I was super confused in the beginning, worried that I would fuck up your friendship because that’s the last thing I wanted to do. But here we are, and I don’t regret anything that has happened between the four of us. You’re mine, and I’m yours, but I’m also Zayn’s and Noah’s, and they’re also mine. Will you be okay with that?”
Ander stayed silent for what felt like an eternity.
“Please, say something,” I begged.
“Enough with the words,” he breathed as his mouth came crashing to mine. He firmly held my face in his hands and kissed me with such intensity that, for a moment, it seemed like he was demonstrating his possessiveness and reluctance to share me with his closest friends. But then he abruptly stopped kissing me, turned his face to Noah and Zayn, and said, “What are you doing, guys? I’m gonna need help undressing her, so move.”
My mouth dropped to the floor, and Ander smirked at me. Two seconds later, Noah lifted my arms and took my sweater off me.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Noah admitted.
As soon as I was only wearing my bra, Zayn started trailing kisses from my left shoulder to that spot beneath my earlobe that weakened my knees. I closed my eyes to focus on the sensation.
Is this really happening?
“Open your eyes, Sienna,” Ander ordered. “I wanna see how much you’re enjoying this. I wanna look at your face when you come and you beg us to stop because you can’t take it anymore. Understood?”
I nodded.
“Stand up.”
Zayn and Noah moved so I could get off from Ander’s lap. When I stood, Ander knelt in front of me and dragged down my leggings and then my underwear. Without needing further instructions, Zayn unclasped my bra. Once he removed my clothes, Ander stood in front of me.
These three gorgeous men surrounded me as if I were prey, and they were ready to pounce. They shared a look, and without uttering a word, they slowly undressed before me. I’d never been to a striptease show, but I doubted it would get better than this. Their bodies were a work of art. All of them.
Ander held my hand and guided me to one of the sofas. He sat down and asked me to sit on top of him but with my back against his chest.
“I wanna see what you see. I wanna feel how your body moves,” he whispered in my ear while he kicked his feet between mine and spread my legs farther. I felt exposed, but the hunger in Noah’s and Zayn’s eyes made me feel powerful. These beautiful men were at my mercy, willing to do whatever it took to pleasure me.
“I bet you wanna have a taste, Noah. Why don’t you show our girl how well we can play together?” Ander added with a gravelly voice.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” Noah dropped to his knees in front of me, slowly moving his hands from my ankles, my knees, alongside the inside of my thighs, until the thumb from his right hand slowly traced my slit. “I bet you won’t be able to stay put once I start flicking here with my tongue,” Noah said, slowly rubbing circles on my clit.
My body moved at its own volition, my hips swaying back and forth.
“Say it,” Noah said. “Tell me how much you want me to eat your pussy.”
“Please, Noah,” I begged.
“Please, what?” he insisted.
“Please, make me come on your face.”
“That’s my girl.” Noah dropped his mouth and slowly licked my slit. His tongue moved with a controlled rhythm, building up the heat until my ass couldn’t stop grinding on Ander’s hard cock. My eyes locked on Zayn, who stood behind Noah, clearly enjoying the show.
“Look at you, love. You don’t understand the power you have over us.” Ander’s hands explored every inch of my skin. He licked his thumbs and started playing with my nipples while Noah kept licking and sucking my bundle of nerves.
“Zayn, I need you,” I breathed between my moans.
Zayn moved toward the sofa and sat next to me. I gently grabbed his engorged dick with my right hand and started pumping him as he came closer, covering one of my breasts with his mouth. It was all too much, too many sensations all at once. My legs started shaking uncontrollably. I could feel the heat building in my lower abdomen.
“Oh my God. I’m gonna come. Please, don’t stop. Keep doing that.”
Noah followed through until I reached my climax. I shut my eyes so hard that I could see tiny sparks everywhere, and my screams filled the room. However, Noah didn’t stop; he kept licking and sucking, extending my orgasms until the intensity of it became unbearable, and I had to physically stop him by using my left hand to push his face away.
“Hope you’re ready because we’ve just started.” Ander grabbed my waist and held me until I stood on my feet, but when I thought he was going to ask me to move, he placed the head of his cock at my entrance with one hand while he pushed me downward with the other one to take all of him in one thrust.
“Fuck!” I hissed.
“That’s it. Take my cock, Sienna. You’re such a good girl for me,” he praised as he moved his hips up and down.
I bent slightly over his legs so I could ride him.
“Noah, Zayn. Come here,” I demanded. “I need to taste you both so fucking much.” They both stood in front of me, but Zayn was the first one to pull my hair and push his cock inside my mouth. He tasted so good. I fisted Noah’s length with one hand and Zayn with the other one while I played him with my tongue. I licked away the precum, and with one swift movement, Zayn pushed his hardness to the back of my throat until I gagged.
“Fuck yes. Keep going. Show me how much you love sucking my cock,” he growled.
I kept licking Zayn until Noah turned me to face him.
“Someone’s jealous,” I muttered.
“Jealous? You have a smart mouth; let me put it to better use.” Noah’s fingers grabbed me by the throat as he pushed into my mouth. “Oh God. Just like that. Keep sucking, princess.”
Meanwhile, Ander kept thrusting into me while I almost struggled to breathe. He picked up the pace, and when he started circling my clit, I came undone. Ecstasy flooded my veins, but Ander didn’t stop when he felt my walls contracting. Once I came down from the high, he turned me around so I could straddle him.
Ander looked over my shoulder and said, “That’s two orgasms: one for Noah and one for me. It only seems fair that Zayn now gets a taste of Sienna’s ass and gives her a third one. What do you say, brother ? Let’s show her how well we take care of family business.”
Ander spread some of my juices around my ass so it could lubricate the area and pushed a finger inside. After a minute or two of pumping one finger in and out, he added a second one while he sucked one of my nipples. I didn’t understand how my body could react so much after two orgasms, but I guessed it was because I was obsessed with these boys, and I’d never get enough of them.
Once I relaxed enough and my hips started moving back and forth, Ander pushed the tip of his length between my folds, and I slowly lowered myself until it was buried to the hilt.
“Stay still. Zayn, come here,” Ander instructed. He lay down, and I pushed myself on top of him until my breasts touched his chest, giving Zayn better access.
The moment I felt Zayn’s cock, I tensed. Ander must have felt it because he grabbed my face with both hands and slowly kissed me.
“Relax. You can do it,” he reassured me.
“The other time, I was a bit drunk and less nervous,” I replied, nibbling on my lower lip.
“Let me distract you then,” he responded. “Remember when I saw you the first time at the freshers’ party? I couldn’t believe how beautiful you were. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the little girl I remembered would turn into this goddess.”
I moaned as Zayn started to push the head of his cock inside my ass.
“Fuck, it’s so tight. Don’t you move, Ander, or I swear to God I’m gonna blow my load before the fun starts,” Zayn warned.
Ander continued saying, “Remember when I saw you arriving at the VIP area during Noah’s birthday? Your cheeks were flushed, and I knew you had probably fucked him in one of the alcoves or the bathroom. And when Zayn said you were the ‘Manhattan’ girl…I was so fucking jealous…That night I fucked my hand in the shower while I imagined myself punishing you for wanting another man who wasn’t me.”
“How did you punish me in your fantasy?” I moaned.
Zayn was almost all the way in.
“I imagined you tied up to my bed and using your body for my own pleasure, edging you so hard that you would cry for my cock to fuck you into oblivion.”
The moment Zayn started thrusting into my ass and Ander moved his hips, I forgot how to breathe.
“That’s it, babe,” Zayn said, placing one hand on my hip and grabbing my hair with his other fist. “Feel us both fucking your doubts away. Let us worship you the way you deserve.”
“Princess, I know you’re kind of busy now, but I need your mouth,” Noah admitted. He came to stand next to my face, kneeling on the sofa. Taking my chin, he pushed his thickness into my mouth. “Now swirl your tongue around my cock and suck.”
I could not concentrate. Zayn and Ander moved in sync, pounding into me with abandon. Their moans filled my ears as all my problems dissolved like melted ice. At that moment, nothing mattered. There was no grief, no responsibilities, no fear of being targeted. It was just us. Pure and raw desire.
“Look at you, Sienna. Look what you’ve done to us,” Noah growled.
“You’re ours as much as we are yours,” Ander added.
“Fuck, it’s too much. I’m gonna…” Zayn rasped before he released his cum inside me, his movements slowing while Ander continued with his steady pace.
The moment Zayn removed himself, Noah took his dick out of my mouth and moved behind me.
“You’ve lost your chance to give her that third orgasm, Zayn. It’s now my turn, princess. I’ve been looking forward to fucking your ass since I met you.”
Lust consumed my body, and goose bumps covered my skin as Noah entered me from behind. The sound of his skin slapping against mine drove me mad. That sound was such a turn-on.
“Holy shit. I can feel your cum still inside her.”
“I can’t take it anymore,” I moaned.
“Yes, you can. You take us so well, love.” Ander continued with his merciless thrusts until everything became blurry, and we both reached our climax at the same time. My inner walls contracted until I became a wanton mess, sweat rolling down my back and forehead.
“Fuuuuuck!” Noah’s grip on my hips tightened as he also finished inside me. I could feel his and Zayn’s cum—and probably mine, too—leaking down my thigh. I collapsed on top of Ander while he drew circles on my back with his fingertips and planted a kiss on top of my head. I needed a moment to pull myself back together.
Zayn and Noah sat next to us, one on each side. Zayn placed a hand on my thigh while Noah carefully put a strand of my hair behind my ear. I loved their need to touch me anytime they were close to me.
“That was insane,” I said as my breathing slowed to match Ander’s heartbeat’s rhythm.
My feelings for them were crystal clear. It wasn’t like a light bulb moment; it was more like a gradual dawning. It began the moment I started noticing all these little things—the way their smile could turn even the gloomiest day into sunshine, how their laughs were the sweetest melody I had ever heard, and how I genuinely looked forward to every moment I got to spend with them. During the past couple of days, I would catch myself daydreaming. And now, looking into their eyes, I could see a future filled with shared adventures, late-night conversations, and happiness. True happiness.
What we had found was something truly special.
Any doubts I had dissipated as my consciousness drifted away. I loved these boys with all my heart, and whatever the future held, I knew I wanted them to be part of it. They were mine as much as I belonged to them.
“I love you guys.”
“I love you too, princess.” Noah gently placed a kiss on my head.
“Me too. You own my fucking heart, babe,” Zayn responded as he gently ran his fingers along my cheek.
“You already know how much I love you, Sienna,” Ander replied. “Now rest. We’ll give you an hour before we destroy your pussy and your ass again.”
“WHAT?!”