Chapter 40
Aiden
I woke up slowly, not recognizing where I was for a moment. The familiar scent of Skye surrounded me, and I smiled dreamily, settling back in. We were in her bed, at her home in the islands. There’d been a party last night, and Skye sat next to Wyatt, and then–
Oh yeah. The fucking Prince and I tag-teamed Skye.
What a wild fucking night.
Rafe was gone, thankfully, since I was still naked, and Skye stirred next to me, pulling me out of my shock.
I rolled over, blinking my bleary eyes open as Skye stretched next to me with a sigh.
She was also naked, which my dick noticed immediately.
I was always half-hard first thing in the morning, but now it was standing at full attention.
“Oh, my God. Put some clothes on as soon as possible.” I said, my voice rough from sleep.
Skye giggled, turning over to fully face me. I laughed, and as I moved to climb out of bed, Skye pressed up against my back and hooked one of her legs over my hip.
I groaned as she wiggled against my back, then froze as her hand snaked its way between my arm and waist before she cupped my cock.
“Baby,” I warned.
Skye pressed her lips against the back of my neck. “What’s wrong, angel?”
I made a sound that was embarrassingly close to a whine as her hand wrapped around my shaft, squeezing gently while I fought the urge to buck into her hand.
“Skye,” I said breathlessly, not sure what I was even about to ask her for.
Her brother was home. Her friends were here. Rafe and Wyatt were here. If she reduced me to a whimpering mess, they’d hear everything. I really didn’t want–
“No one will hear us,” she whispered.
“Please tell me you’re not just going to edge me to death,” I whispered a little brokenly.
“Should I do something else?” she whispered back, then tightened her hand, barely moving across my length. “You were so rough with me last night. Should I be rough with you now?”
I thrust my hips into her hand, then whined when my hips froze in place.
“Not fair,” I panted.
Skye giggled, then slowly dragged her hand across my cock, so featherlight it almost tickled. “You’re the one who joked about having fun with my affinity.”
Ugh, that was true. I’d definitely joked about using her affinity sexually, but that was mostly me trying to get her riled up. She’d used it before with Rafe and I in the dorm, but I never stopped to consider how she could use it for evil.
“Baby,” I begged again. “Please.”
“Please what, angel?” she asked, her voice just barely taunting.
“Fuck, no, wait,” I begged as her hand left my dick. “Please, Skye.”
I gasped as a pressure surrounded me, and she shifted her hand up, tickling across my abs.
“Is that–” I gasped again as the pressure tightened, then began to move up and down. “Holy fuck,” I moaned softly. My breathing grew heavier. I trembled, trying hard not to buck against her affinity’s hold on me, but–
“Shh,” Skye shushed me, her voice taking on a little mocking tone, and I fought the urge to whine again. She whispered right in my ear, “Everyone’s going to hear how pathetic you sound.”
Oh, my God.
Apparently, that little bit of degradation was all I needed. My eyes rolled back in my head. My mouth dropped open as pleasure rushed down my spine, and I blew it right there without Skye’s hands on me at all.
“Holy shit,” she whispered, and then her small hand really did touch me. My cock jerked, sensitive from my release while Skye squeezed a couple times like she wanted to hear me whimper. “Well that’s an ego boost.”
“Baby, I could come just looking at you,” I said, my voice shaky and breathless. I dropped my head back on the pillows, breathing heavily.
My eyes popped open as Skye climbed on top of me.
“Are you hungry?” she asked.
I nodded like a bobble-head, ignoring how my dick was already throbbing again, and Skye shifted further up my body until she held the headboard. I couldn’t wait, my mouth was watering, and I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto my face, sort of hoping she’d suffocate me.
I was still a little sweaty, still flushed from Skye’s handling of me even after our shower. I’d made her come twice before she pushed me away with her affinity, and then we showered like nothing had happened, talking about our plans for the day like a regular couple.
Now, I followed her into the hall, then almost ran her over when she stopped suddenly.
I grabbed her waist to steady her, then looked up, shaking the damp curls out of my face to see what’d drawn Skye’s attention, and–
Holy fuck. My jaw dropped.
Willow was standing in Zephyr’s doorway, wearing only one of his t-shirts. And I knew it was his t-shirt, because I’d worn it recently when he’d loaned me clothes.
Willow’s face was as red as a tomato, her skin completely free of makeup. Her usually perfectly styled hair was limp and natural. She’d clearly showered at some point last night, and it hadn’t been in Skye’s room.
Skye’s jaw was nearly to the floor, while Willow’s mouth was in the shape of an O.
Willow recovered first. “Good morning,” she squeaked as she closed the door.
Skye snorted, then clamped a hand over her mouth, then began to laugh.
Willow rolled her lips between her teeth, then she began to shake before letting out a laugh of her own. The two girls trembled, trying hard to stifle their laughter as they practically ran up the hall to the kitchen, snorting and wheezing the whole way.
I’d barely made it to the kitchen when they burst into laughter. Skye had her face flat on the kitchen island, laughing like crazy while Willow leaned back against the cabinets.
“What the hell?” I said, and Willow screeched with laughter.
Skye gasped for air, rolling back and forth slightly on the counter.
“You’re both crazy,” I said, going to the fridge, glad to see Zephyr had still managed to stock the cold coffee even after hooking up with his sister’s friend last night.
Wait.
“Where’s Mia?” I asked.
Willow’s eyes widened, and Skye’s laughter cut off abruptly. Willow looked like a deer in the headlights, and Skye’s mouth dropped open in shock, her eyes so wide I could see the whites all the way around her silver irises.
“She’s uh…still in bed, of course.” Willow squeaked.
“With my brother!?” Skye whisper-yelled.
Willow pursed her lips, and then the two girls were laughing again. Willow cackled like a hyena while Skye howled.
“I thought Mia didn’t like men,” I said slowly.
Willow let out a very not lady-like snort. “Well, she likes Zephyr.”
Skye gagged. “Shut up!”
Willow laughed while Skye laugh-gagged for another minute or so while I bustled around the kitchen, preparing my freezer waffles like nothing was amiss.
Holy fuck, though. Zephyr got Willow and Mia? I shook my head with a grin. The man had a really good birthday.
“Are you crazy? You know he’s fucked like, everyone on this island?” Skye said when they’d finally settled.
“Skye, I never thought you of all people would try to force me away from a man by telling me he’s a man-whore. You’re with the king of man-whores!” Willow whispered loudly.
“The fuck?” I said, offended. I mean…she wasn’t wrong, but why the hell was I being insulted right now?
“Leave Aiden alone,” Skye giggled. “And actually, Zephyr could give him a run for his money.”
My jaw dropped, partially because I was a reformed fuckboy who didn’t appreciate being reminded of his past, and also because what? Zephyr got around?
Willow stared dreamily. “I can fix him.”
Skye let out another laugh, snorting while she covered her face as tears leaked from the corners of her eyes.
I shook my head.
“At least Zeph had a good birthday,” I muttered.
“Oh yeah. He definitely did.” Willow said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Skye’s laugh turned into a gag, and then she coughed, leaning over as if she was actually about to throw up.
“You need to block the left side better,” Zephyr said, then sent a slow jab toward my kidney. “See? That was completely open.”
I nodded, adjusting my stance. Zephyr threw the jab faster this time, and I was able to dodge it.
I smiled, but Zephyr shook his head.
“Block, Aiden, not dodge.”
I groaned.
We’d been doing this for over an hour now. Zephyr insisted I needed to learn to fight hand to hand a little better since I couldn’t always count on my affinities. He’d made the comment once during break, then decided today was the day to practice.
It sucked.
I would’ve much rather been here with Skye in some sexy little shorts like what she’d worn for our workout this morning.
She’d left to take Willow and Mia back to the academy, and part of me hoped she was getting more details from the night before.
I was more than a little curious to hear how Zephyr had managed to turn Mia.
The chick was an ice queen if I’d ever seen one.
Zephyr was in a fantastic mood. He didn’t mention anything about how his night had gone, so I didn’t bring it up. I wouldn’t have known anything happened if we hadn’t run into Willow this morning, anyway.
It made me wonder if Willow would have even told Skye about it if we hadn’t caught her. The two girls were very close, but…fucking your friend’s brother had to be weird.
Come to think of it…Skye would probably fuck Wyatt one day. So both girls would be fucking each other’s brothers.
I shivered involuntarily.
Biology was fucking weird.
I rolled my neck. It’d been tight since this morning. I was pretty sure I’d pulled something when Skye dominated me. My skin grew a little hot at the memory while I made a mental note to stretch next time she wanted to edge me.
“You okay?” Zephyr asked.
I jumped, then nodded. “Just a little tight.”
“I’ll fix it in a bit if it’s still bothering you,” Zephyr offered.
The gym door opened then, and Rafe and Wyatt filed in. Zephyr let out a long, insufferable sigh, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Morning, friends.” Rafe said brightly, moving to the countertop where the athletic tape was sitting. “Are we sparring?”
“Zephyr’s helping me not be a wimp,” I said.