Chapter 66 Adela
Theo never comes.
The afternoon bleeds into evening, and evening bleeds into a very dark night over the lake. I’ve reread the last margin note a dozen times, and I’m not proud of that.
I would burn every other thing down before I'd take it back.
I put the book on the nightstand and take a shower. I changed into the pajamas that Beckett had happened to throw in my bag for me.
I am still mad that I’m here.
But I haven’t made an effort to leave either.
I get into bed and look at the string lights strung along the headboard.
It’s late, and I didn’t get any sleep last night. I guess he’s not coming, so I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
I hear something like footsteps, so I open my eyes.
Three masked figures in black stand over me, and the sound that comes out of me is pure instinct — I scramble back against the headboard, heart slamming, the sleep ripped out of me completely.
Cody –– I’m sure it’s Cody –– grabs my ankle and drags me to the edge of the bed near them.
“What’re you doing?” I scream, not fighting it. My heart races at his touch. The gloves start to warm against my pajama pants. “Cody!” I snap.
“Baby,” he says, and I’m surprised to hear him speak. “Did you make your choice?” His voice is muffled behind the mask as I stare up at it.
“What choice?” I garble out, trying to tug my leg back. I look at the other two masks on either side of him.
He won’t let me go.
Cody says, “You get to choose.”
“Choose what!” I shout, feeling my frustration topple over. They woke me up when I had just fallen asleep, and apparently, I have choices now. They forced me into this lake house, and I don’t feel like anything is a choice right now.
“You have the truth laid out at your feet,” he says, tugging me closer to him. “And I told you earlier today that you have to make a choice, so who do you choose?”
“Are you out of your fucking mind?”
He lifts his mask, revealing a filthy grin underneath. “I thought we established that already.”
He pulls my leg up to him, looking at my toes. I know that look. He’s done it before, and I’ve giggled like an idiot. And if he thinks I like that, he’ll…
“Cody, don’t,” I warn, trying to pull away.
He opens his mouth and leans towards my foot, staring right at my eyes.
I start flailing. “Cody, I’m so fucking serious.”
He holds me still with his other hand and starts to lick my toes. The tingling feeling climbs up my leg, landing right in my groin. He smiles as I squirm, trying to pull my foot out of his mouth.
“That’s so disgusting, Cody! Stop!”
He doesn’t. The pajama pants fall, exposing my calf and nearly my knee. He kisses and licks his way up my leg. When he gets to my knee, the tickle is back, and I squirm again.
“Okay, okay, okay,” I plead, panting. I try to catch my breath when he pauses.
“Okay, what?” he asks, kissing my knee once more.
I flinch. “I’ll choose.”
He looks between my legs, and heat fills my entire body. “Okay.” He pauses like he knows the answer. “So, who?”
I try to pull my leg out of his grip, but he refuses to let go.
“None of you.”
He grins, biting my knee. My entire body trembles. My skin is so fucking sensitive now.
“Cody. Cody. Cody,” I pant. “Please, stop.”
He shakes his head, sucking my skin into his mouth now. I try to breathe through the sensation. After he’s done giving me a large hickey, he leans up and says, “Theo? Beck?”
Beckett grabs my other leg, and then Theo reaches for my arms.
“No!” I shout, trying to kick them off.
They don’t care.
Theo grabs my arms and forces me to lie down while Cody still makes out with my knee. My skin is going numb under his mouth. I keep trying to kick him off, but he doesn’t budge.
“Theo,” I beg. “Don’t do this.”
He pins my arms above my head with one hand, and with the other, he removes his mask.
I meet his eyes, and a new thrill runs through my body. He’s never shown any possessiveness or dominance around me, so this is new. His face is close to mine, and I can smell his cologne.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask.
His eyes slide down my face, memorizing me.
When they meet mine again, he says, “Because you need to choose. You’re not leaving until you do.”
“What do you mean I can’t leave until I do?”
“You’re smarter than that, princess.”
“Don’t call me princess.”
He smirks, looking at my lips again.
Cody licks my other knee, and I shiver, breathing hard as he continues his tongue against my skin.
Holy hell.
“Are you just going to stare at me all night?” I ask, trying to stop reacting to Cody, but it’s so ticklish, I can’t help my body from jerking.
Theo’s face softens for a fraction of a second. He grabs my face and turns it to the side.
“What are you doing?” I ask, not resisting.
He leans in and stays there while Cody moves to my untouched foot.
“Fuck,” I mutter, trying to kick my foot free. Cody licks my toes, and I accidentally let out a moan.
Theo licks my neck, and my body feels on fire. My back arches, leaning into Theo’s large body above me.
They’re toying with me, and I hate it. I thought I would be stronger than this, but I’m breaking once again.
“Cody,” I plead, trying to pull my foot free.
Theo bites my neck, and I shriek.
“Theo!”
He whispers, “Yes?”
I arch further into his body. He releases my face and moves down my chest.
I hear Beckett say, “You need to choose, Adela.”
Theo kisses between my breasts, and I’m panting.
“Her heart’s racing,” Theo says. “I think she might actually like this. Beck?”
“No!” I shout, but Theo’s mouth hovers over my nipple, and that gives me an entirely new sensation that I don’t know what to do with. It’s just his breath; he hasn’t pressed down yet. “Please,” I whisper. I want them to let me go.
He presses his hot mouth over my pajamas and tugs.
A long groan leaves my throat.
“That’s not…” I pant. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Did you mean this?” he asks, pushing my shirt up to my neck. “Fuck, Adela,” he whispers before setting his wet mouth on my nipple and sucking.
My body comes alive. My hips buck. I’m trying to get out of their hold, but Theo presses me down harder, twirling his tongue and sending my pelvic region into a frenzy.
Cody and Beckett release my feet, which automatically gives me leverage I don’t use. Instead, I nudge Theo’s knee, and his body falls flat against mine, rubbing his hard dick against my pussy. Right where it feels so fucking good.
I let out a breath, knowing I can’t ask him to stop. I don’t think I want him to stop. He releases my hands, and I immediately reach for his black shirt and pull it off.
He pulls off my pajama top, and our bodies press together. He’s warm and solid, and it feels so good to be skin-to-skin. He’s so big and hot. Really hot. I reach for his jeans and unbutton them.
He slides them down and pulls my pajama pants to my thighs. He lifts my legs, and without any hesitation, he starts pushing inside me.
I moan, holding onto him. We went from zero to a hundred in a second, but I don’t regret it when he’s all the way in. I exhale, feeling the size of him. He feels really fucking good inside of me. My mouth falls open, and I hear myself exhale a moan.
He starts moving his hips against mine, quickly thrusting against me.
“Adela,” he whispers, grabbing my face. I open my eyes and look at him. He’s gleaming as he fucks me harder.
“I knew you’d pick me,” he whispers, his eyes traveling around my face.
I hold on tighter to him and admit, “I didn’t pick you.”
He looks down at me, pushing his length all the way into me. It feels like he’s stretching me out, so I claw at his back and pant.
“Oh, my God. My God… Theo,” I cry out, feeling the pressure.
“Really?” he asks, and then he fucks me harder. My head falls back as he takes control, and then in one swift move, he pulls out. I’m immediately empty and throbby as he steps off the bed. “Beck?”
Beckett walks over, still wearing the mask.
“Beck?” I question.
What does he mean: Beck.
I’m trying to catch my breath, wishing he hadn’t stopped. I swear he was going to give me an orgasm just from the eye contact.
Beckett pulls off his mask, but I’m looking at his pants. He’s already hard.
“What do you think?” he whispers, adjusting himself.
I close my legs, but seeing him worked up makes me hungrier. “I don’t know.”
“You can say no,” he says, crawling over me on the bed.
“You guys aren’t giving me a choice,” I whisper, kicking off my pajama pants and underwear.
He throws them on the ground, leans down, and kisses me. His warmth is different. The way he kisses me is like he’s all in. He caresses me, pulling me in.
He whispers, “You do have a choice––” He looks down at my body and says, “It’s your choice if you want to turn around for me.”
I nod, watching him pull down his pants. I’m so ridiculously horny that I turn around for him, and within five seconds, I feel his hand gripping my ass cheeks, and his dick at my entrance.
“You can say no,” he offers, but I pretend not to hear it.
I moan loudly as I push him into me. He doesn’t move while he fills me whole from the back, and I bounce on his dick.
I move against him, feeling all of him. He grips my ass, but he lets me do all the moving.
When I glance up, I catch Theo’s starving eyes. I stare at him for a moment, but when I look over at Cody, he looks murderous. His jaw is clenched. His brows are knitted together. There’s a glaze over his eyes.
Shit.
Beckett finally takes control, railing into me. I cry out, but my eyes don’t leave Cody’s. My palms fall in front of me, and I have to brace myself.
Cody’s growing impatient. Fast.
And then Beckett steps off the bed like he already knew.
Cody reaches for me, and he flips me onto my back and grabs my throat. He doesn’t look like the Cody I know as he leans down and kisses me aggressively.
“Cody,” I mutter while being attacked by his lips. I try to push him off. “Cody!”
He only pulls back when I grab his face. “Hey, hey,” I say, trying to bring him back to me.