Chapter ATLAS
ATLAS
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ALPHA ONE
Nyx: Are you coming home soon?
Nyx: Lachlan brought out the tequila.
Me: Uh oh.
Nyx: Yeah, also there are girls here.
Me: Girls?
Nyx: Yeah. Plural.
Well, that was new. I was right around the corner so it didn’t take me long to push open the door to Alpha One.
I immediately heard the music and the very feminine sound of women laughing.
There were never enough people in this house to make that much noise and there were never women.
We rarely even played music throughout the house.
Even with Nyx’s warning, when I rounded the corner, I stood in the doorway with my mouth open as the scene unfolded before me.
Lachlan was pouring shots of some sort of tequila. Nyx was lounging on the couch next to North and West was—what the fuck?
“Hey! You’re home!” Nyx saw where my attention was and laughed. “Turns out our little tech genius just needs some tequila to come out of his shell.”
That was an understatement. He was currently taking a shot of alcohol from between a brunette’s bare tits. His hair was a mess and when he was done, he smashed his mouth against the woman’s who held a lime between her lips and put both hands in the air in triumph.
I looked over at Nyx and did a double take at what was happening next to him. North had a blond on his lap and they were getting very handsy.
“What is happening?” I asked.
I came over and sat down on the arm of the couch next to Nyx who was looking like he was enjoying himself and was already several shots deep if the glaze in his eyes was any indication.
“I don’t know,” Nyx smirked. “I came home and Lachlan had some friends over. Before I knew it, we were doing shots. You know how persuasive he can be. But at least someone is getting some action.” He gestured over to North and I snickered. We’d been trying to get North laid for months.
I didn’t have a chance to respond before the party animal himself came over with two shot glasses full to the brim.
“You have a lot of catching up to do,” Lachlan said, handing me one and Nyx the other. “Hey West! Grab me another shot and come take one with us. Bring North one too—ohhh nevermind.”
We all looked over at North. The blond was straddling him now and they were deep in a makeout session. As soon as Lachlan had his shot and West and his girl came over, Lachlan raised his glass and I had no choice but to follow suit. We downed the alcohol and I grimaced.
“It gets better,” Nyx said.
He yanked me down so I was half in his lap and pulled my face to his, planting a heavy kiss on my lips. He tasted of tequila and sin—a combination I decided wasn’t terrible.
“How many have you had?” I asked as soon as we came up for air.
Nyx squinted as he tried to remember and then gave me a sheepish smile.
“Can’t remember. It’s been at least an hour since we started all this though.”
I looked over at Lachlan. “Bring me another shot.”
An hour later and after I most certainly had caught up in the alcohol department, things were beginning to take on a sultry edge.
At some point Lachlan had dimmed the lights and turned the music down to something with a heavy bass and a pulse I could feel in my bones.
He was dancing provocatively with the topless brunette West had abandoned when he’d passed out a few minutes ago in a corner.
My attention quickly wandered back to Nyx’s bare chest. He’d spilled tequila all over himself a few minutes before and abandoned his shirt. Now I was distracted by the way his abs bunched anytime he moved and the way the low lighting accentuated every indent of muscle.
My head was resting on his thigh as I lay sprawled on one side of the couch, my feet ending just a few inches from where North had his girl naked on his lap. The atmosphere in the room had definitely grown heavy as looks began to linger and clothing conveniently discarded.
Nyx’s hand traveled down my chest and toyed with the top of my pants, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric, sending electricity shooting through me as he touched bare skin.
Even missing a finger, he still managed to make unbuckling my belt look easy and then a quick flick of a button and he was pulling my zipper down.
I was already semi hard. His proximity, the music and the blissful haze from the alcohol made everything seem heady and potent.
While Nyx’s hand inched its way towards my cock, I watched North’s girl get up and as she swayed to the music, she beckoned the girl Lachlan was dancing with.
They met in the middle and immediately their lips met.
North slung an arm over the couch back, his other hand resting on his obvious hard on straining against his jeans.
His eyes were half hooded as he watched the girls.
They flickered briefly over to me, then jumped to Nyx and then back to where his hand was down my pants and his lips curled into a smirk.
“Get him hard, Nyx,” North said.
Nyx didn’t need to be asked twice. He slid my boxers down and pulled out my cock, his hand stroking me slowly. I bit back a groan and looked up at him. His eyes were dark, pupils blown, lips parted as he stared at my dick.
“I love how hard you get for me,” he murmured, glancing down at me.
It had hardly taken him a few strokes before I was fully hard and when he swiped his thumb over my head, I couldn’t contain my exhale of pleasure.
Lachlan had collapsed into an armchair on the other side of North, dividing his attention between the girls and what Nyx’s hand was doing to me. He caught me staring and shrugged with his casual lopsided smirk.
“You two are hot,” he said.
“Oh yeah? You want to play?” Nyx asked gruffly.
Lachlan tilted his head and his smirk grew.
As he slid out of his seat, the two girls separated long enough to walk over to the couch.
The brunette was now as naked as the blond.
As the blond sank between North’s spread legs, the other helped Lachlan unzip his pants and knelt with him next to the couch.
As her hand went to his cock, he slid his hand over Nyx’s.
As Nyx leaned over to kiss me, Lachlan’s hand took over stroking me.
I was lost in the kiss when a mouth closed around my head and I moaned against Nyx.
A very masculine groan made my hips buck and Lachlan’s mouth left only long enough to murmur a compliment to the girl, who was between his legs before he resumed blowing me.
My hand snaked into Lachlan’s hair, not applying pressure but as I hit the back of his throat, my grip tightened as I breathed through the sensation.
“Go to Nyx,” North said, gently pushing his girl off his lap.
The girl came over and the hiss of a zipper cut through the music as she pulled out Nyx’s cock.
I sat up against Nyx and watched as the blond went down on him.
North was watching from his position at the other end of the couch.
I only had time to briefly be annoyed that he wasn’t participating anymore when Lachlan’s hands joined his mouth and all thought fled from me.
“Remember the shower in Austria, Lach?” North asked.
Lachlan’s mouth left me and he glanced at North, his eyes shuttering as the girl continued sucking on him. His hand grabbed a fistful of brunette hair and he shoved her down on him, holding her there for a moment before he gritted his teeth and nodded.
“Yeah.” His voice was strained as he let the girl back up for air and stood up. He went over to the armchair and sat down, pulling the girl along with him. “Sit,” he commanded.
She sank down on top of him and his hands settled on her hips. His lips moved near her ear and she giggled and nodded.
North was watching carefully and as soon as the girl nodded he turned back towards us.
“Nyx,” he said. “Take her ass. Atlas—”
I didn’t need to be told. When North’s eyes met mine I nodded.
We all climbed off the couch and Nyx came up behind the girl.
His fingers slid between her ass and she leaned into Lachlan’s chest, her eyes closing as Nyx got her ready for him.
I came up behind Nyx and ran my lips across the shell of his ear.
I growled low in appreciation when I watched goosebumps break out on his neck.
“You ready for me or do you want me to take it easy?” I whispered in his ear.
He turned towards me, his lips brushing mine. “When do I ever want you to take it easy?”
I smiled against his neck as he pushed his hips back against me.
The rough denim of his jeans rubbed against my cock, already painfully hard from him and Lachlan’s attention.
As I slid his pants down his hips, I noticed the blond had gone back to North and he was distracted again as her hips moved on top of him, his fingers digging into her sides.
My hand reached around and stroked Nyx. He leaned his head against my shoulder.
“Atlas.” It was North. I glanced over and he tossed me a packet of lube.
I caught it one handed and ripped it open with my teeth, applying some to my cock before rubbing the rest over Nyx.
My fingers explored between his ass, leaning forward against his broad back and feeling his muscles against my chest.
“Do it,” Nyx gasped.
He’d pushed forward into the girl and then withdrew, his hips pushed back against me, begging for more. I chuckled darkly and he stilled as I worked my cock inside him.
Lachlan’s eyes clashed with me over the girl’s shoulder, glittering in the dim light and blown with pleasure.
I held his gaze as I drove into Nyx, knowing each thrust pushed him into the girl and Lachlan.
Then the sensations overwhelmed me and I dipped my head onto Nyx’s shoulder, feeling his rumble of a moan travel through his body.
He grew slick with sweat. The sounds of sex filled the room.
I could feel Nyx’s pleasure acutely as if it were my own and I took in every gasp and groan.
Time seemed to still, as it always seemed to do during sex.
Awareness sharpened to details—the small touches, intentional movements—all lost in a sea of blissed out energy.
North and his girl had finished and were watching us, their eyes roving over us in sated content.
The girl between us leaned further into Lachlan, whimpering as she neared the edge that loomed before her and as she fell, her body shuddering and cries overtaking the deep vibrations of the music, Lachlan followed, setting off a chain reaction.
Nyx cursed and I could feel him as he came, his hand shot back to grip my hip, then I was there with him, driving into him as stars exploded and the room dimmed further.
My forehead sank to his shoulder, my breath ghosting over his skin.
By the time we separated, North was gone and the blond was curled up asleep on the couch. I gave Lachlan a tired smirk before I grabbed Nyx’s hand and pulled him towards the door. Nyx slapped Lachlan playfully on the ass before following me out.
Once we got to our room, we climbed into the shower and let the steam wrap around us.
No words were spoken—none were needed—as our hands roamed over each other, washing away the night.
Nyx’s eyes were heavy and I could feel the fatigue in my limbs.
I turned off the water and our eyes met.
His hand slipped behind my neck and pulled me into him.
His lips were firm but gentle, for once the harsh demand of our obsession for each other was languid and calm—deep and vast. The ache in my heart was there, as it always was when I thought about Nyx.
“I love you,” I whispered, not wanting to break the trance we’d found ourselves in.
“I love you too,” he said, equally quiet. “Come on.”
We crawled into bed and he pressed his chest against my back, resting his forehead against my shoulder.
I felt the long exhale of content ghost across my neck and as my eyes closed, my lips pulled into a smile.
My hand closed around his resting on my stomach and that’s how I drifted off to sleep, knowing in my heart I was nothing without my shadow.