LAILAH
TWENTY-NINE
The first thing I noticed as I started to wake was how my body tingled with energy.
Sparks of heat danced on my skin as I shifted against the solid form behind me.
My breath started to come in shallow pants as the feeling built until it became too much, and I was engulfed.
I let out a deep moan as I felt my orgasm being drawn out by skillful fingers.
“Good morning, Angel,” Brayden whispered in my ear, causing me to shudder as my body still pulsed with arousal. “Sleep well?”
I turned to face him and grabbed his face, pulling him down to me, devouring him.
That one orgasm had done nothing but make my body want him even more, and I wasn’t going to be denied.
Brayden was more than happy to follow my lead as I pulled him over me and yanked his shirt over his head so I could feel his skin.
He managed to shimmy my shirt up and out of his way so he could lavish my breasts with attention.
I arched under him, letting my body rub against his, needing friction against my bare skin.
Working his way down, Brayden hooked his fingers on my underwear and slipped them down and off my legs to be lost in the room.
I let out a whimper as he massaged my legs and kissed my inner thigh, avoiding the one place I was begging for him to pay attention too.
“Brayden, please,” I cried as his fingers brushed across my center.
He just chuckled, peering up at me. “Please what, my Angel?”
Squirming, I frowned at him. “Don’t play with me, Brayden. You started this, now it’s your job to finish.”
“Oh, trust me, this is not a job I plan to leave unfinished. I enjoy it far too much,” he purred, right before he dragged his tongue through my center, causing me to cry out. “Now let go, and I’ll take care of things from here. You need to relax.”
As I was about to give my retort, Brayden latched onto my clit, biting it gently with his teeth.
My body convulsed as another orgasm tore through me, but he wasn’t done.
Settling in further between my legs, Brayden slipped two fingers in and stroked along my channel, making me moan.
My body was putty in his talented hands as I let my eyes close so I could enjoy the moment.
I let everything wash away except the feel of him and what he was doing to my body.
His fingers teased the most sensitive spot inside as he swirled his tongue around my clit, working simultaneously to drive me crazy.
I could feel another orgasm building as my breath became quicker, and the noises that came out of my mouth would make anyone jealous.
Finally, Brayden seemed to decide to end the torture, speeding up his fingers and sucking sharply, tossing me into blissful oblivion.
My body hummed with pleasure, tender to the touch, but fully sated and languid as I laid there feeling Brayden move to lay beside me.
He kissed me tenderly, causing me to open my eyes and curl up against him, enjoying the closeness.
“I see you still enjoy watching,” Brayden said, his voice rumbling through his chest against my ear.
Confused, I pulled my head away and looked up at him, brows creased.
“Anyone would have enjoyed seeing that,” Jay’s voice said from behind me.
Letting out a squeak, I yanked the covers up and turned to see Jay leaning against the doorway, arms crossed and heat in his eyes. My jaw fell slack as I looked back at Brayden.
“How long was he watching? Why didn’t you say anything?” I demanded, scowling before giving Jay my attention. “Care to explain yourself?”
Jay pushed off from the door jamb and stalked over to me.
This was a side of Jay that I’d never seen before; I felt like a rabbit about to be eaten by a wolf.
It sent a shiver down my spine, but it wasn’t with fear.
I trusted Jay far too much to be scared of him.
When he reached me, he leaned over, boxing me in with an arm on either side, never breaking eye contact.
“Why shouldn’t I watch what will someday be mine?” Jay said before placing a ghost of a kiss on my lips. “Best get dressed, we have work to do.”
With no other explanation, Jay left me stunned and Brayden laughing next to me, falling back against the bed.
“Angel, you should see your face.”
I grabbed the pillow behind me and slammed it into his grinning face before I stormed off to take a shower. Brayden was hot on my heels, slipping under the water with me.
“Lailah, don’t be mad. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, but I knew all he was going to do was watch,” Brayden said, grabbing my shoulders, turning me to look at him.
“Wait, he’s done this before?!” I demanded, gritting my teeth as the wave of anger hit me.
“No, I would have told you, I promise,” Brayden said as if that would make this better.
Seeing the scowl that I’m sure was on my face, he continued.
“Some women like to be watched, and he is happy to oblige, but he doesn’t do it with anyone but the four of us.
That’s the only reason we all know about it. ”
I slapped off his hold, grabbing the shampoo bottle and starting to wash my hair.
I wasn’t even sure why I was upset about what he was telling me.
Surprisingly, I wasn’t mad at all that he had watched Brayden and me, it was the realization he had done it with other women.
I knew that none of them were virgins, and that didn’t bother me either; what did piss me off was being told about them.
They were mine.
I paused at the force of that statement as I rinsed my hair.
It was as if the switch had finally flipped, and I was getting it.
My power knew they were all mine and loved to wrap itself around them when it had the chance, but I had been slow to accept it.
This was the first time I’d thought about another woman getting close to one of them.
Since we’d started hanging out, all of them had ignored the advances I’d seen other girls give them.
“Lailah, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Brayden asked, taking a loofa and washing my back, kissing my shoulder.
“Just having a revelation is all.”
“Care to share what it is?” Brayden asked.
I twisted to face him, placing my hands on his abs and kissing his chest. “That you’re mine, and so are the others.”
Brayden’s face broke out into a wide grin, his eyes lighting up with excitement as he cupped my face. “Damn right, I am.”
If I had any doubts about how Brayden felt when I walked into that shower, I didn’t once I left it. Lovingly, he toweled me off, peppering me with kisses until I was sure that every inch of my skin had received attention from him.
“We better head down, I’m sure they’re wondering what’s taking us so long,” I murmured, not wanting this moment to end.
“I’m fairly sure they have a good guess,” Brayden said, giving me one last searing kiss before heading back into the bedroom.
Knowing it was just going to be the boys today, I dressed more comfortably and snagged one of the t-shirts I packed when Cami wasn’t looking.
This one seemed to fit how my day started off—Ha, Ha, Wait What?
The house was cozy, but it was still winter in the mountains, so I pulled on thermal leggings and wool socks before skipping down the stairs.
Appearing in the kitchen, I found all the boys gathered around the table with some sort of technology in front of them.
Parker had headphones on that looked suspiciously like the ones Micah always used.
He was lost in a screen of data, a full plate of food next to him.
Hudson was scrolling through a tablet, lying on the table with his coffee in the other hand.
He looked up when I entered and gave me a soft smile.
Micah was on his phone and appeared to be texting someone, his ever-present frown curving his lips.
Jay, at the opposite end of the table from the boys, had maps and charts of the land laid out on the table with a laptop open.
He kept reading, then going and marking spots on the large map over and over.
It seemed as though they weren’t at all bothered by the fact Brayden and I had taken our time getting ready for the day.
Jay gave no sign of the predator that I had experienced in the bedroom, for which I was thankful.
I wasn’t sure I could handle any more male attention than I had already, and I’d only been awake for a short time.
I wandered over to the stove and saw there was food still left for me to pick from.
“Your plate is in the microwave,” Jay said, not even glancing up from his task.
I couldn’t help but grin at the fact he had set food aside for me. Opening the microwave, I found a plate with a huge omelet waiting for me. Glancing at the stove, I noticed the frying pan had scrambled eggs left, and that is what was also on Parker’s plate.
Had he made this just for me?
Grabbing a fork, I sat at the counter since the table was overrun by their work. Cutting into the feast before me, I found it was stuffed full of vegetables and cheese. I, of course, preferred sweet to savory, but I wasn’t going to say anything since it was made just for me.
“Fresh orange juice in the fridge if you want,” Hudson said, looking over at me. “We don’t have any tea, but I put in a request when we get the next grocery order.”
“Might be some hot chocolate,” Micah mumbled.
I perked up. “Really! That would be perfect. Do you remember where you saw it?”
“I don’t fucking know. Go find it yourself, there’s not that many cabinets to look in,” Micah said, rolling his eyes at me.
All the boys paused and looked at him, and even Parker, who had taken off his headphones, frowned.
Here I thought Micah and I had been making headway on becoming better friends after the experiences we shared.
Guess the magic of the Dolton household was no longer working.
Deciding to save the hot chocolate for later, I settled for orange juice instead.