Chapter 31
THIRTY-ONE
Sophie
I arrive back at the guys’ apartment five hours later.
Rory opens the door and steps out to embrace me, his hands coming up around my neck to cradle the base of my head as he kisses me.
I’m stunned for a second, rooted to the spot.
Then I let go of my suitcases and let my handbag drop to the floor as I lean into Rory’s kiss and let my hands wrap around his slim waist. Rory kisses me with tenderness like I’m a delicate flower who just blew in with the wind.
When he breaks away he whispers, “You came back.”
“Of course I did,” I breathe out as I catch my breath. “You sure know how to welcome a guest.”
“This is your home, you are not a guest. But you are ours now so let me help you get settled,” Rory’s eyes dance with his words, a possessive fire burning behind them.
“That’ll be great, thank you,” I say as he takes hold of both my suitcases and rolls them inside, holding the door so I can follow him. He leads me to the first room on the left.
“This is our room, well, mostly your room as I am travelling out of town often. I hope that’s ok? I have made room in the wardrobe and the guys all have space in theirs for more of your clothes. I understand women need more wardrobe space than men, Mack tells us.”
“That could quite possibly be true. You’d think with two suitcases I have packed everything, but no, this is purely for this week,” I cringe as Rory looks on and smiles, amused.
“Would you like a hand getting settled and unpacking? Or I can bring you tea and cookies as you make yourself at home. Which will it be?”
“Tea and cookies please,” I say delightedly.
“Coming right up. I will tell the guys to give you some space. Mack is making lasagna for dinner.”
“Oh my goodness, you are all going to spoil me,” I gush.
“I feel spoiled myself. I am not sure why I didn’t have roommates until now.” Rory laughs and leaves me to begin unpacking.
I’m putting my underwear in a drawer next to Rory’s when Tye walks in with a tray of tea and cookies placing it down on the dresser in what looks like workout gear.
“Can I help?” he asks eagerly but I shake my head looking at his slick, sweaty body.
“If you put away my clothes, I won’t know where anything is. But thank you. Have you moved in?” I ask curiously, knowing he wasn’t originally meant to be.
“Yep. Couldn’t move in quick enough. I uh, actually took a short term lease on an apartment below yours,” he admits sheepishly, running a hand through his hair.
“You copy my keys, you sneak into my bed at night pretending to be your brother and now you tell me you also rented the apartment below me. You are literally a Netflix true crime drama.”
“It was all to win you over, nothing malicious, I promise,” he pleads with guilty hands in the air and puppy dog eyes.
“It’s ok, I won’t tell anyone, your wicked ways have won me over, I’m here now aren’t I?” Tye grins and walks over to me, making my heart flutter in my chest as he bends his head to brush his lips against mine.
“I would do it all over again to be here with you now,” he whispers in a low gravelly voice, his breath brushing against my lips.
I nibble down on his lips and then drag my teeth slowly along them until he pulls away and I reply, “I would just give you my keys or leave my door open knowing what I already know.”
“You need to stop talking like that or I’ll have you striped, naked and screaming before your tea has gone cold,” he mutters into my ear.
“You wouldn’t dare,” I taunt him.
He tips his head to the side and cocks one eyebrow as he comprehends my reply.
“I dare,” he says as he steps back into me, pulls my baggy t-shirt off over my head, then spins me and folds me over the bed.
Pinning me down under his weight, he pulls on the sides of my leggings and strips them down my bottom, taking my panties with them as I wriggle indignantly, twisting my body to look back at him.
He tugs down his own shorts, his erection pointing directly towards me.
He smirks, taunting, “I like it when you fight me, Red,” as he holds himself out to push between my legs, I feel him run himself along my seam.
His words go straight to my core, I can feel my arousal pooling as my body betrays me.
I can smell his sweat and cologne as he leans over my body and pushes his weight down on me, pushing into me as my pussy stretches around his cock.
“Tye!” I yell out in a faux indignant moan.
“Want me to pull out?” he taunts.
“Yes, no, fuck you,” I growl back at him as I feel the delicious length of him push deeper inside of me.
“I always deliver on my promises,” he growls in my ear as he holds my arms down on the bed and fucks into me hard and forcefully.
I didn’t know he had it in him but I concede, I’m enjoying this side of him, apparently if I poke the lion, this is what I receive.
There is something alarmingly unhinged about the way he likes to just help himself to my body.
But I can’t deny, being held down and fucked into the bed is sending me hurtling towards an orgasm.
Movement catches my eye and I look up to see Mack standing in front of me, watching me being fucked by his brother.
His eyes bore into mine, daring me to say something but I can’t because I’m careening over the edge of my climax and shattering around Tye’s cock for Mack’s viewing pleasure.
I come so hard, my pussy contracting and pulsing around Tye until he has no choice but to groan and swell deep inside of me finding his own release.
Mack walks over to where I’m still held down, bends down to whisper in my ear, “Good fucking girl,” then stands and walks out of the room leaving Tye’s cock pulsing inside of me and my heart pounding in my head.
Tye releases me, helping me up as I feel the warm liquid of our combined desire spill down the inside of my leg.
“I’ve made a mess of you, let me fix that,” he says, sounding more like himself than the growly lion.
He unbuckles my bra, stands on the inside of my leggings so I can pull my legs fully out and tugs me dazedly into Rory’s ensuite where we shower and he washes the come from my pussy.
His body glistens in the warm shower as he washes us both with Rory’s vanilla and coconut shower gel.
When we climb out of the shower, Tye wraps a towel around me and then one around himself.
“If I ever step over the line, you use your safe word with me, ok?” he asks, his voice softer now, a hint of concern lacing his tone. “Promise me. Did I overstep the line?” I shake my head. “Use your words Red, promise me.”
“I promise,” I whisper, overwhelmed by the emotions running through my mind and body. I enjoyed that way too much for it to even be reality, I have absolutely no intention of stopping that from happening anytime he wants.
“Good, because I don’t ever want to overstep your line, Sophie. None of us do.” I shake my head again, unable to find the words right now so Tye continues, “Would you like me to help you continue unpacking naked or make you a fresh cup of tea?” That pulls a laugh out of me.
“I think a new cup of tea would be the most helpful, thank you,” I say as we walk out of the bathroom.
I pull on fresh panties and a t-shirt and continue unpacking, wondering if anyone else is going to come in here and fuck me before the job is done.
But it is only Tye, who delivers a fresh cup of tea.
The next time Mack returns to the room, I have put all my clothes and belongings away and am trying to find a home for the suitcases.
He leans against the open door frame, “Dinner is ready, can I put those away for you?” His voice transports me back to the way his eyes watched me as his brother fucked me and instantly my pussy tingles.
I open my mouth but words don’t come out as I feel the intensity of his stare and feel his eyes travel over my body remembering the position he last saw me in too.
Eventually words form in my mind as I manage to stammer out, “Great. Yes please. Thank you,” as a hot flush creeps up my neck and blazes across my cheeks.
Mack walks towards me in his trademark track pants and a sleeveless tee.
I can see the ridges of the muscles in his arms and think of when they were last wrapped around me.
With so many men in this house, I’m beginning to think they’re turning my mind to the gutter because I can only seem to think about sex whenever I’m near one of them.
Mack takes the two cases from my hands but bends down to lay a kiss on my lips that makes my head spin and my pussy vibrate.
“Now get your peachy arse outside before I have to bend you over this bed and fuck it, too.” I gasp at his words but they don’t make me move any faster.
He smirks, knowing I’m a needy whore who clearly can’t get enough cock in this house.
Turning, he leads me out of my bedroom before I drop to my knees which is exactly what I know he’d prefer to do, but I guess we do need some semblance of routine so I manage to control myself and go take my place at the table.
Tye smirks at me, Rory smiles but I see the want in his eyes and Flynn’s eyes pierce into my soul.
“Did you manage to unpack everything?” asks Rory who has a grin that tells me he heard everything Tye did to me from another room.
“I did, thank you. Mack is just finding a home for my cases.”
A minute later Mack pulls out a huge dish from the oven and walks it over to the centre of the table to everyone’s sounds of approval. He slices and serves us each a plate and then brings over a side salad. “I haven’t been fed this well since I lived at home,” I grin back at the men at the table.