Chapter 39
Skye
I slipped into the bedroom as quietly as possible. Aiden had fallen asleep immediately after realizing Wyatt wasn’t coming in, so I was in the clear.
I stared at my face a little too long in the mirror while the shower heated up. I heard a thump from Zephyr’s room down the hall, and I rolled my eyes. His drunk ass was probably going to have all kinds of random bruises tomorrow morning.
I braided my hair then showered quickly, really just wanting to rinse myself off before bed. I stepped out into my room only wearing a towel, and then paused.
There wasn’t just one man-sized lump in my bed.
There were two.
My breath caught for just a moment, thinking that maybe it was Wyatt. Maybe he’d changed his mind, and he was taking his chance on my good mood.
Aiden liked sleeping with the canopy closed, but one side was open, revealing the dark hunk of man inside. I padded to the bed, still only in a towel, then stopped at the foot of the bed and planted my hands on my hips.
Aiden was totally passed out, laying on his stomach with his arms crossed under the pillow. His hair was adorably tousled and in his face, his lips slightly parted as he slept.
I looked to the other lump.
“Hmm,” I hummed quietly. “What’s this?”
“Hello, love.” Rafe purred.
Rafe was practically naked. His shirt was off and his usual dark jeans were gone.
He only wore some dark boxer shorts and a wicked grin.
He lay on his back, his arms crossed behind his head.
His tattoo was fully visible, and my mind decided to paint me a quick picture of what it would be like to lick every inch of his skin on display.
He’d been stealing kisses from me any chance he got, but we hadn’t managed to do anything sexual since the first night in my nightmare of a dorm.
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t wanted more.
Rafe was beautiful. His body was a work of art laid out in front of me, leaving just enough room on the bed for me to slip between him and Aiden. Rafe had a very experienced air around him, like he knew what to do with women without having to be an outward playboy.
“Aren’t you supposed to be invited in?” I asked, keeping my voice low. Part of me thought Aiden would have woken up as soon as Rafe climbed into bed, but it was a sign of their growing trust that he stayed asleep, even through our speaking.
Rafe chuckled quietly. “I’m not a vampire, darling.”
I resisted the urge to shiver.
He sighed, his expression shifting. “But I can go if you’d like.”
I shook my head as he spoke.
“You can stay, I just don’t want Aiden disturbed.”
“Never,” Rafe said, all teasing gone from his tone. I raised an eyebrow at him and he only grinned.
I turned to my dresser to change, watching Rafe from the corner of my eye. His gaze didn’t leave me once, his dark eyes burning into me. He watched as the towel dropped to the ground, then barely stifled a groan as I pulled on some panties and a tank top.
I shivered. The air conditioner was on again. If Zephyr wasn’t trashed right now, I’d tell him to turn it off. He was wasting money by having it on in February.
“Is that all you wear to bed?” Rafe whispered as I put a knee down at the foot of the bed.
“You know it is,” I said with an eye-roll.
“No, lately you’ve been wearing his t-shirt.”
“Stalker,” I whispered as I crawled up the bed.
“That’s why you love me,” he whispered back, flashing me a sexy grin. I paused, my lips parting in shock, and Rafe’s grin slowly melted off his face.
His words were said teasingly, as a joke, but they settled heavily in my gut.
I’d never forgive myself for keeping those three words from Aiden when he’d given himself over to me so completely.
Did I love Rafe?
I…wasn’t sure. But I was sure I could love him one day. Maybe soon.
The look on Rafe’s face broke my heart. He looked like he was ready for a rejection. He’d put all his cards on the table, just trying to spend the night with me, and now he looked ready to be turned away.
Before I could overthink it, I surged forward, planting my hands on either side of his head and lowering myself to kiss him.
Rafe met my lips eagerly, sighing like he couldn’t quite believe what was happening.
Neither could I.
Although, we were just kissing. It’s not like this was going any further. We were just kissing.
In bed.
While he was practically naked.
And I was practically naked.
On top of him.
At the thought, I lowered myself further, enough so my breasts brushed against his hard chest, and he groaned softly. His hands landed on my ass, and he squeezed gently before dragging me closer so that I could feel how hard he was.
And good Lord. He was huge.
I let out a breath of shock, and Rafe, being the arrogant ass he was, smiled into the next kiss. He ground me against him again, almost pulling a whimper from me before I remembered Aiden was asleep just a few feet away.
I pulled back harshly, enough to break the kiss, and my stomach dropped.
Aiden was wide awake, his head propped on his fist while his warm eyes watched us with open interest.
“Hey,” I said breathlessly.
Aiden’s face transformed as he smiled, revealing his dimples.
“Hey, baby,” he said. “What’s up?”
“Not much,” I squeaked as Rafe squeezed my ass.
I glared at him, and he chuckled before trying to kiss me again. I pulled my head back so his kiss landed on my jaw instead.
“Sorry,” I breathed, looking back at Aiden.
“For what?” he asked before reaching forward and slipping my hair over my shoulder so that it trailed down my back, leaving my front open.
I wanted to regret my choice to wear a tank top as I realized my hard nipples were on full display, but Aiden only licked his lips. “I’m not upset to wake up to this.”
Both me and Rafe were equally surprised to hear that.
My body lit up as Rafe’s lips met my shoulder.
“Stop,” I mumbled.
Rafe stilled, his dark eyes flashing to mine. “Do you really want me to stop?”
I chewed my lip before looking at Aiden. He only grinned. “Don’t mind me.”
Weird. This was weird.
Why was it weird? I had three parents. I grew up with people who had twice as many people in their family Chains. Why was this weird?
Maybe it was because I’d never imagined getting this far in life? I’d never considered that I’d live long enough to be able to experience real love, or connection. Just a few months ago I was content to die without a man.
Wow, things had changed.
And not to mention…the three of us had already fooled around. Sure, it’d only been the one time, and I dreamed about it quite frequently, but…
Rafe’s hands loosened from my ass as he took my silence for another rejection. I quickly turned back to him, cupping his warm jaw in my hand. He stilled again, watching me carefully, like I’d run away if he made the wrong move.
I could have laughed. I did have a bad habit of running from things that scared me.
But I hated that.
And…things had changed. They were still changing.
“I don’t want you to stop,” I said, leaning forward and kissing Rafe’s forehead. “I was just embarrassed that Aiden was watching.”
“Oh, well Aiden can leave.” Rafe said with a grin.
“Aiden does not want to leave,” Aiden whisper-yelled.
I giggled as Rafe rolled his eyes. “Well then, let’s continue.”
I let out a squeal of shock as Rafe hooked one of his legs around mine, then flipped us. I gasped as I landed on my back among my pillows, and Rafe lowered himself over me, then his lips were back on mine.
Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire. Rafe’s body was hard and hot against mine, his huge dick also hard and hot from where it rested against my leg. I was hyper-aware of it for some reason, my mouth watering as I imagined it.
I’d felt it before, when we’d touched each other on the cliffside. Somehow, I’d forgotten what I’d felt, and now I desperately wanted a taste.
But Rafe had flipped us, and now he was on top, which meant he was in charge to decide how things went.
I almost pouted.
Rafe pulled back, trailing his hand over my breast. I sucked in a sharp breath as his thumb brushed over my nipple, barely there, just enough to tease me.
“Does Aiden want to do more than watch?” Rafe asked in a low voice.
“What?” I breathed, my mind not functioning properly with his hands on me. Rafe grinned before his eyes darted toward Aiden, who was now much closer than before.
“Hey, baby,” Aiden pulled my chin so I faced him.
“Hey,” I whispered, holding back a moan as Rafe ran his thumb over my nipple again.
“Can I play, too?” Aiden asked in his small voice.
Rafe’s eyebrows were raised slightly when I looked back to him. “I don’t mind, love.”
I reached out a hand for Aiden, and he quickly sidled up next to me before crashing his lips to mine.
I couldn’t muffle my moan this time. Kissing Aiden always felt like a fire had lit under my skin.
It’d been a while since we’d fucked, too.
Things had been so weird, and he’d been so good for me, putting his own needs in the background to be my support instead.
I slid my hand down his hard chest to cup him over his briefs, and he whimpered against my neck.
“I miss you, Aiden,” I whispered.
“I miss you, Skye,” he whispered back. “Please let me fuck you.”
I pushed at Rafe’s chest, and he rolled off of me, but pulled my face back to his, kissing me again. I felt Aiden’s weight on top of me, and then my tank top was gone, quickly followed by my shorts.
Rafe’s kisses were so all-consuming, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. His lips were sealed to mine like he needed the air already in my lungs.
I gasped as I felt Aiden push up against me, and Rafe finally pulled away, allowing me to breathe for a moment.
“Please,” I gasped again, reaching for Aiden, who sat on his knees, slowing squeezing his hard cock. It was perfect and smooth and it’d been entirely too long since I’d had it anywhere inside me. I wanted him so bad it almost hurt.