Chapter 23 – Malcolm
Chapter Twenty-Three
Malcolm
The room is dark when I let myself in, and it takes a while for my eyes to adjust. I meant to come right in, but I’m chatty when I’m not fucked up. When I am, I’ve never met a stranger.
I can’t even remember half of what me and that guy talked about, but I did find lotion, so that’s a plus.
My arms are full of bottled water, the lotion, my pillow that I can’t sleep without—yeah, I made everyone wait while I ran back to grab it when we left the bus—and I’ve got a pack of cigarettes that I probably won’t get the chance to smoke.
Oh, yeah.
That’s what I got lost talking to that guy about, but I got at least four or five cigarettes out of the conversation.
Well, damn.
My head tilts.
Riser and Lumen hang off the side of the bed. At least their legs do. He’s got a knee between hers, and he’s on top of her.
Jealousy check incoming…
I check in with my gut and my chest.
Nope.
I’m all good.
No feelings of discomfort.
That would have been shitty.
Since I was a little kid, I’ve known I want to be part of a pack one day. I loved having a bunch of parents all focused on me. Yeah, maybe I was a selfish little shit, but I would have been happy if I’d had siblings. It just never happened.
That’s probably why I ended up so spoiled.
Huh.
Talk about revelations.
Anyway, I want the built-in friendship that I would get in a pack. My dads provide different things that my mom needs. I’ll never be as in tune or emotionally intelligent as someone like Riser, and I’ll never be as decisive as someone like K.
Kincaid is a natural leader. He wants to be the one making the calls, and as long as I get input on any major decisions, I’d prefer not to be the one to have to mentally carry that load.
That’s why a pack is perfect, even if I’ll have to share Lumen’s affection. If I ever mess something up, I’ll have backup to help me fix it. Or hell, maybe I’ll get lucky and they’ll stop me from doing dumb shit before it happens.
I drop the water on the dresser before tossing my pillow up near the head of the bed and putting the cigarettes down on the nightstand.
I palm the lotion bottle, stopping next to Riser and Lumen. If they’ve noticed me, they sure haven’t ceased making out to acknowledge me.
“Eh-hmm,” I say, grinning. “I have lotion. I think we should climb into the shower to avoid any mess, then lube each other up. It will feel phenomenal. We’ll also already be in the perfect place to clean up.”
Riser growls as he pulls back, and I roll my eyes. If I can avoid any jealousy after walking in to find him shoving his tongue down Lumen’s throat, he can get over being interrupted.
I really fucking like that chick.
“Mal,” Lumen says breathlessly. “I missed you so much. Come lie with us.”
“Is that a no to the lotion lube up in the shower?” I pull my T-shirt off with a hand at the back of my neck and toss the lotion down on the bedside table.
Riser is in only his boxer briefs, and Lumen is just in her bra and panties.
See?
I would totally be the one to have a legit reason to be jealous.
“We danced for ages,” Lumen says as I move to get myself out of my jeans. “Then I was standing forever. The bed is comfortable. Bring the lotion. We can take turns massaging each other.”
“That works for me.” I chuckle, moving to work my belt and jeans.
Shit.
Tell me I have boxer briefs on.
Otherwise, I’m going to have to go grab pajama pants or something.
Phew.
Thank God.
I actually did myself a favor when getting dressed today.
That never happens.
I would high-five myself, but that might be weird.
Lumen wiggles her hips, moaning loudly as she lies with her face on Riser’s bare chest. That fucker is skinnier than me, so I know he has to be bony and uncomfortable, but Lumen is loving life.
I’m getting to touch a lot of bare skin, so me too.
My dick?
Not so much.
Everything feels incredible, but that particular appendage wouldn’t mind some relief.
Too bad for him.
I am absolutely not sticking my cock inside Lumen tonight. I want to be fully coherent for that, and I’m not right now.
She let me unhook her bra, and I’m in the process of giving her what I hope is a killer massage. Though I had to kneel over Riser’s legs to make it happen, it’s actually pretty seamless. Since his hands aren’t covered in lotion, he’s giving Lumen a scalp massage.
With the way she wiggles around, it’s hard to focus, but I am trying.
The music is still going in the background, just much softer than it was earlier, giving me a nice rhythm to work to.
I have no idea how much time passes, but the scent of pears and roses gets so thick I can’t smell anything else—even the coconut-scented lotion.
It also takes an embarrassing amount of time to notice Lumen keeps grinding back into me.
Fuck.
No wonder my dick is painfully hard.
I curl around Lumen’s back, winking at Riser.
He looks toasted, but I probably do too.
“You’re working your ass against my dick,” I say close to her ear. “You know that, right, baby doll?”
“Huh,” Riser says. “You’re managing to torture both of us at once.”
“Who, me?” She chuckles, doing it again. “I was trying to give you the hint that I want you to make me come, but I guess I wasn’t clear enough.”
“Well, shit.” I grin shamelessly. “I think I can do that. You are smelling sweet as fuck, Lulu.” I kiss the side of her head, swiping my fingers over her shoulders and down her spine. “You know what? Let me run and wash my hands. I knew I should have brought lube.”
I crawl off the mattress, and my head spins as I get vertical.
Game plan: Do not get lost in the bathroom.
I have important shit to do.
Okay, so maybe I lost three minutes staring at myself in the mirror while trying to figure out how soap and water could feel so damn good.
When I make it back, Lumen has lost her panties. She’s on her knees with a hand planted next to Riser’s head as they kiss. Her other arm is between them.
My head tilts, and I frown.
She’s got her hand down his boxer briefs, jerking him off.
He’s teasing her clit.
They’re a mess of limbs, but that’s okay.
I can work with this.
I’ve got an insanely perfect view of her ass and a little peek of her pussy from behind. My hand flies to squeeze my cock as it pulses painfully.
Jesus.
I really am a saint.
I give my dick a mental pep talk about being patient and climb onto the bed in a similar position to how I was before.
My hands smooth over her hips, and I can feel the raised bumps from her scars.
If I hadn’t seen Riser’s so frequently, I might not have known what they were when I first spotted them, but that’s just another way I grew up privileged.
Life never kicked me in the teeth the way it must have done to them.
I almost asked her about them, but Riser met my eyes and shook his head. He was probably right, and it only makes me a little jealous that he’s self-aware enough to know that without being told.
Lumen’s scent is so much heavier.
Pears and roses with electric hints that don’t make a lick of sense.
My canines pulse, and my instincts scream to bite her.
I shake my head, trying to physically force away those reckless thoughts. It helps a little, but not enough, so I focus on Lumen’s perfect, heart-shaped ass. She has thick hips and thighs and a totally biteable ass.
My dick is still being uncooperative, and it bounces against her skin as I settle behind her.
Leaning around Lumen, I ask, “Are you nice and slick, baby doll?”
Based on how heavily the room smells like her pussy, I have my answer, but I also want to tread carefully here.
She moans, pushing her ass back against my cock.
I groan, my head falling back as it shakes.
How do people get sainthood?
Because I totally deserve it.
Okay, I really don’t.
But still.
I deserve a gold medal in patience.
I scoot back enough that I can swipe the backs of my fingers down her lower lips. She’s smooth, meaning she either shaves or waxes or something, and she wasn’t lying.
She’s soaked.
I curl around her back, still brushing her pussy, and use my other hand to pull her hair away from her face.
“You can keep kissing Ry, but we need a signal. If I do anything you don’t like, all you gotta do is pat me on any part of my body.
I mean, or you could just tell me stop, but I’m trying to make you feel good. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”
“Got it.” She nods, going back to kissing my bandmate.
Leaning even farther to the side, I check that Riser is still teasing her clit.
He is.
Huh.
That’ll leave me with a free hand.
We’ll just see how this goes.
I cup her pussy from behind, ignoring that I also brush Riser’s fingers. My other hand digs into Lumen’s hip as I test her opening with a single digit.
A growl rumbles out of my chest.
Holy fuck.
She’s drenched.
Tight.
Strangely hot compared to my baseline temperature.
She feels incredible, and I add another finger with no resistance.
My cock weeps, legit crying over how badly he wants to be buried inside her. Hopefully Riser knows what he’s doing. That guy is out of practice, but it’s gotta be like riding a bicycle.
Since he’s got her clit under control, I lean around her, cupping her tit and pinching it between my fingers. My dick gets squished against her ass, and even that friction feels amazing.
Lumen isn’t shy about rocking on her knees.
It’s sexy.
I love it when a sexual partner takes what they want. It would be considerably hotter if she tossed me down and rode me, but I’m getting practice at compromising, which I’m going to need to implement if I want to be a good packmate.
My boxer briefs are going to be stained with precum, if they aren’t already. I stretch my fingers, working them in and out of her core. It’s so easy to imagine what it’ll feel like inside her, and my dick jumps.
“Jesus, Lumen,” Riser growls. “You gotta give me a second, or I’m going to come.”
“Do it,” she says breathlessly.
Releasing her breast, I move between them and pry his hand off her clit.
“Wrap your hand in her hair while you kiss her,” I suggest, taking over for him.
It’s much easier with me in control of fingerfucking her and working her swollen nub. This way, when she starts clenching around my fingers, I let up and apply less pressure to her clit.
She huffs, working her sexy ass back against my shaft.
I’ll bet she is pissed.
I know she wants to come, but I figure we should let Ry have his moment.
It doesn’t take long until he groans and curses under his breath.
I smirk.
He’s going to have quite the mess to clean up.
If Lumen keeps working her ass on my cock, I am too.
It’ll still be worth it.
“You good?” I ask Riser, kissing over Lumen’s shoulder. It’s not the easiest to manage with an arm looped around to tease her clit and the other hand working her pussy, but I have solid core muscles.
“Yeah.” He nods.
“All right, baby doll. Let’s switch this up,” I tell her. “I’m dying to check out your tits.” I bring both hands to her chest, pulling her up. Once I’m sure she won’t topple over, I climb off the bed and loop an arm around her middle, bringing her with me.
My head is spinning, and everything feels incredible as I get her settled on the edge of the mattress. Her tits bounce, and her legs hang off the end.
I knee-walk between her thighs with my eyes glued to her pussy.
Fuck me.
I’m dying here.
Be a gentleman.
Right.
No penetration.
At least, not with my cock.
Not tonight.
I crawl up and plant a hand next to her head, shoving my tongue into her mouth.
Her skin burns mine, and if I was more coherent, I’d be really concerned. I grind against her pussy, but the material of my boxer briefs keeps me from slipping inside her.
I growl as I pull back, settling on the floor once more.
I’m going to have to jerk myself with my right hand. Being a lefty is hard sometimes, but I want her to have the better experience out of the two of us.
“Hook your feet around my hips,” I tell her, shoving two fingers inside her before pulling them out again. “You’re going to need to work your clit. I only have two hands.” I push my underwear down, lubing my cock using her juices.
Dammit.
Why couldn’t I be ambidextrous?
My right hand is practically useless unless I’m playing guitar.
I get back to the task at hand, burying two fingers inside her, and she moans obscenely.
I fucking love it.
She isn’t shy about following my instructions. Her toes dig into my hips and ass as she reaches down, holding her lower lips open and working her swollen nub.
“Jesus, baby doll.” I growl, shaking my head as my canines throb. “That’s so fucking sexy.”
Riser rolls over to face her and provides backup support by teasing her tits. “You fucked me all the way up.”
“M-Me too, in the best way,” she chokes out shakily. “God, Mal. More. Deeper. I mean, harder. All of the above.”
I have a feeling I’m going to be in the exact same situation as both of them in about three minutes flat. Not exactly my best performance, but I’ve been teasing her for way longer than that, and I’m dying for some relief.
My skin prickles with sweat.
Everything is fuzzy, except Lumen. She’s blissed out too, writhing around the mattress.
She’s so damn beautiful with her sweaty dark hair fanning around her.
I up my game. Slamming my fingertips into her G-spot, I twist and stretch my digits as I pull out before doing it all over again.
Lumen gets loud.
My balls get tight.
I don’t even know where to look.
I want to watch as I fuck her with my hand, but I also want to watch her face as she comes. Pleasure builds under my skin and at the base of my spine until I’m biting the inside of my cheek to keep from coming before she does.
My crown slaps against her thigh, and precum drips all over her skin. She sobs something I can’t make out as her inner walls lock down on my fingers.
“Oh, thank God,” I say without meaning to. My eyes bounce from her face to her cunt, and seeing my fingers wet with her pussy does me in. “That’s it, baby doll. Come all over my fist.”
My shaft thickens and grows longer as my balls draw up tight.
Shit.
My knot throbs almost painfully, desperate for pressure, but again, I only have two hands.
I’m about to lose it so hard.
Although I’d much rather spill all over her pussy, there’s no holding back now.
Pleasure ricochets through my nerve endings, starting in my spine and working out through my entire body. Hot come spurts all over her thigh, hip, and pelvis.
Stars fill my vision, and my dick just keeps jumping.
Damn, man.
This is the result of taking a sex-cation.
Hopefully she doesn’t mind, because she’s covered in a ridiculous amount of my cum. I’m going to have to find a towel or something. Maybe just give up and get her into the shower.
I pry my eyes open, and Lumen grins at me with a lopsided smile.
Jesus fuck.
She’s too damn pretty.
Riser rolls out of the way as I crawl on top of her and kiss her for all I’m worth.
She really is perfect.