Euphoria (Arrangement Series Book 4)

by King Ellie

  Phoenix catches me in time and chuckles. I gasp because Phoenix laughing is a sight to behold. He’s so beautiful and I hear the tunes of the song change. Bowie sings the middle slower, and it turns into a sensual song with Bowie’s powerful yet raw voice. Now, this is the sex Rockstar god I know and can proudly say I’m a fan of. His band plays a tune that I tilt my head at, I’ve heard it before and before I can guess it, Bowie sings the first verse like a man starved, Daddy’s Home by Usher.

  Phoenix bites his lip and I know Bowie selected this song. I cock my brow, “Really?” I say.

  “You do not understand how we both want that,” he says.

  I smile. “Tell me.”

  He smirks and I’m tempted to roll my eyes at him. He grabs me just as Bowie’s voice causes a change in the air. I swear his voice makes you want to get sexed up by him right away. He sings this song so sensually yet in a soft rock and R&B mix. It makes me release a small whimper as Phoenix pulls me close to him. He moves my body with his and I don’t miss a single beat.

  Phoenix spins me and my back is flush to his front. Phoenix rocks me with him and I shut my eyes because tonight is the best night ever. My body takes over with the urge of Bowie’s voice as he hits a high note that could make a woman cry and cum at the same time. Fucking Rockstars or is it just because this rockstar is all mine?

  Phoenix turns us. “Open your eyes,” he says.

  When I do Bowie is staring down at me as he continues to sing like he’s fucking. I watch the tapping of Bowie’s hand on his hip while the other grasps the mic along with the stand. I shudder as Bowie lifts his free hand and runs a hand through his hair. I blink, is this Rockstar witchcraft? I feel Phoenix grow hard on my back and as soon as his hand connects with the skin showing on my mid-section. I feel his other hand move in my hair and he tightens his grip. I shut my eyes, leaning my head back with the force of Phoenix’s tug.

  “Nixy…” I forget how much this man drives me crazy.

  “You want me to fuck you in front of your favorite Rockstar? I bet you’re so wet right now that If I dip my fingers in your panties and I touch your clit, you’ll cum on the spot.”

  “Yessss,” I hiss as his grip in my hair gets tighter.

  “You make yourself cum to thoughts of his voice, don’t you?” Phoenix leans in and inhales my scent from the crook of my neck. “Look at him, baby Bambi. Look at how much Bowie is performing for you and wants to fuck you just as hard as I do.” His words make me shudder and I open my eyes. Bowie is looking at me like he’s going to give me one of the best nights of my life right along with Phoenix after this.

  I suck my bottom lip in my mouth and Bowie cocks his brow, licking his lips before he sings the next verse. “You want to keep your fantasies then I’ll let you but if you want to explore them. Feel them deep inside of your soul. Let him and me fuck you so good, the whole Island would know that you’re ruined for good. Remember how good it used to be when we both take you. When we show you what it is to be us again. You know what turns me on the most, the way he looks at you, the love he has in his eyes for you. The way his emotions, just like mine but amplified by a million, shows you we would give it all up for you. Look at that dirty fucker with the way he’s staring at you like how he had you before wasn’t enough. Shit, I know when I took you on that altar, it wasn’t enough to imagine how he feels with that little quickie he got. Fuck, I’m so turned on he wants to fuck you. You know I love watching when you are being fucked the most. The way your face contorts, how you look when you’re about to come and the emotions you portray for us to see, especially when we don’t even ask for them. Do you love it when I watch, baby? Tell me, Bambi Morales-Hanlon, are you ready to feel fuller than you’ve ever felt before? Just know this, either way when one of us are inside of you, we’ll be so deep inside of you your heartbeat will match the throbbing of the veins on our dicks, you’ll understand why the fuck we love you so fucking hard. I love you.”

  “Oh God, I love you.” This time, I don’t hesitate. I can’t hesitate. I want Bowie to take me again. Show me what Phoenix is saying. I don’t care if it’s in front of the guests or the universe. I don’t care just as long as he takes me. Phoenix tugs rougher and my neck snaps back some more. I don’t have time to open my eyes as I feel his lips. He kisses me like I said I’ve always wanted.

  I want you to kiss me like Spider-Man/Peter Parker did Mary Jane In the Spider-Man movies with Tobey Maguire.

  Damn, why did I say that back then? And damn it, Phoenix, how dare you remember? I kiss him back just as ferociously, getting on the tips of my toes.

  Another song blasts and I stop kissing Phoenix because it’s my mother’s favorite song, my birth mother. Lionel Richie’s All night long. Bowie brings his own way of singing it, and I’ve never in my life admired a man for his musical talents like I have with Bowie. He sings the song and dances, moving his body to the beat provided.

  “Can I cut in?” I turn to the voice and realize it’s Orion.

  I smile widely. “You dance?” I ask.

  Orion scoffs. “Who do you think taught this bastard to dance? Not Andres.”

  “Wait…” I say to Orion. I turn to Phoenix before he walks off. “Yes. I want you both.” I say with no fear in my words.

  Phoenix stares at me for a moment and smiles like a crazed man. I know that he’s ecstatic with my decision. He bites his lip and walks away.

  I giggle like I always do around Orion. He grabs me, pulling me to him with a force that takes my breath away and spins me repeatedly. Orion stops that and pulls me to him dancing, I laugh as others join in. I turn my head to catch the best thing, Phoenix is dancing with his nephew, Kal. Kal is excited and I can tell those two have a special bond. I smile hard.

  “Hey, eyes over here, Bambi.” Orion teases. He spins me out of his arms and instead of me coming back in, I’m grabbed by someone else, Ares, the oldest brother.

  He smirks as he pulls me to him. Once again, my breath is stolen. What is it with these Moralis men? Ares dances with me, not giving the rest of the guests a glance. “He really loves you and thank you for loving my baby brother.” Ares leans over, kissing my forehead.

  When he pulls away, he spins me out and another person grabs me. It’s Bowie’s cousin, Jagger. He dances with me like he’s known me for years. He smiles at me, “you make Bowie happy and you gave him a family. Thank you.”

  “Thank you for being his family too. He loves and admires you.”

  Jagger smirks. “I know. He wants to be me so bad.”

  I laugh. “Oh, you don’t say?”

  “Uh hell yeah. You’re practically married to me, just so you know,” Jagger says.

  “I’ll remember that.” I laugh hard. Jagger winks as he looks behind me and spins me into someone else’s arms. It’s Andres Bishops. My eyes are wide as he dances with me. Andres Bishops dances?

  “Yes, I do,” He answers with a chuckle.

  My eyes must have grown bigger because he chuckles harder. “Did I say that out loud?” I ask.

  “Yup but that’s alright, I tend to shock people. Apparently, I’m a dancer at parties now. Be good to my boys, yeah?”

  “Boys?”

  “Yeah. Ares, Orion, and Phoenix. You are the first girl to ever infiltrate and they don’t mind it. Be good to them and be great to Phoenix. He suffered without you.”

  “I feel like there’s a but or a threat following.”

  “Smart.” He winks as he spins me out and into another pair of arms which this time, I know is Phoenix’s.

  “Would you have wanted it any other way?” Phoenix asks.

  I shake my head. “No, this is perfect.”

  He smirks. “Good.” There’s an air of arrogance in his voice and I can help but hug him like I did the very first time he agreed to help me.

  “Thank you,” I say.

  “You’re welcome,” I hear another voice right behind me and I know who it is. My body still reacts the same when he’s this close to me. I s
hudder, Bowie is so damned close that I can feel every part of his lean body on me. I look up at Phoenix who’s looking at Bowie not because he wants to kill him but that weird talking with the eyes language they’ve had since I met this odd pair. I feel as Bowie leans down closer to my ear, “you ready for the world to know just how I feel about you?” he whispers.

  I shut my eyes. I want to answer him, except the only thing that pops up right now is glimpses of our legs and bodies tangled together. All three of us in ways I have never thought I could be again. I open my eyes and Phoenix watches me. He shows no emotion on his face or in his eyes. He’s watching me. “Are you?” I ask.

  “Well, everyone here knows poly marriages are not a crime nor is it illegal. I may not have been part of walking down the aisle to me but baby, trust me when I say I bound you to me just as you’re bound to Nix. You’re bound to both of us for life now.” Bowie’s voice grows sinister. This is the Bowie that I know, the one I meant who isn’t all fake smiles and laughs.

  The one who isn’t too flashy just to hide who he really, truly is. So, both men were best friends because they shared everything. They shared their food, their love and the most important person to them, me. I grab unto Phoenix’s arms, my nails digging deep into his shirt. “Don’t be scared, baby Bambi, tonight, we’re going to make you remember why we were yours. From the first teardrop to the last one.”

  Bowie’s low chuckle tells me he’s about to do something crazy because this is his trigger laughter. I feel Bowie’s hand as it comes up, wrapping around my throat. He turns me around to face him and before I can take a breath; he kisses me. I can hear as the band stops playing and the entire room is quiet. Maybe they expect Phoenix to flip the fuck out, but from the way I feel him behind me, I know it won’t happen. I kiss Bowie like my life depends on it, like I have never gotten that chance before. I kiss him how I missed him. It hurts to even think about him in that way. To feel the loss of never having to kiss him or cuddle with him again. I sigh in his kisses because this is what I missed. The warmth of the other while one devours and wrecks every part of me.

  Bowie steps away from my kiss just as fast as he kissed me. I’m still too high strung on his kiss to hear what he’s saying in the mic but I catch the last part. “Don’t look at us like we’re fucking crazy. It’s not illegal. She’s our wife.” He winks at the crowd as he signals the band to play again.

  Bowie looks my way again, “Oh, come on, little lamb, don’t look at me like that. Eventually, they were going to figure it out. I was practically humping you a second ago and this big fucker did nothing about it.”

  Phoenix grunts. “I still could do something about it if you want to make a scene but I’d rather not stab you for clout,” he smirks.

  I stay quiet, looking at both of them. “When did this happen? When did you two announce it without telling me?”

  “When I asked the only fucker who’s idiotic enough to hump my wife not only in public but at my reception if he wants the world to know or would he rather pretend like we don’t exist.” Phoenix replies and rolls his eyes.

  “Our agreement,” Bowie starts. “The only way I was going to perform is if they know you as my wife. I don’t care for fucking weddings and dumb shit like that, but I want to claim you,” Bowie runs his tongue over his teeth while he stares up and down at me. “I let you run away once when we were younger, Bambi, but you won’t run from being known by the world this time. The only chasing I’m doing with you is for satisfaction now, honey. You like to be chased and then once you’re captured, you want to be ripped apart. Mauled to death and that’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

  I tilt my head. “People will wonder how the hell this all happened when not too long ago you were partying talking about boats and hoes.” I tease.

  He smirks, his dimples on display. “You were keeping tabs on me? Either way, those women are irrelevant and as for the alcohol, I’ll let folks know that I’ll mix them with your pussy juices and get drunk off that. You don’t even have to say the word,” he pauses. He looks up at Phoenix and his grin grows right along with Phoenix’s. He looks back down at me. “I’m taking what the fuck I missed out on for years. Meaning, I’m making up for lost times, Mrs. Moralis-Hanlon.”

  “Breaking you,” Phoenix says.

  “Apart,” Bowie finishes his sentence. “You ready to…”

  “Be taken up against the fucking wall, the floor, the balcony…” Phoenix continues.

  “All for the world to see. Walking is not required for you tomorrow.”

  “Baby Bambi.” “Little Lamb.” They both say at the same time.

  They have taken my heart hostage in my chest and I can’t breathe right. Bowie pulls me in for another kiss as he wraps his arm around my waist and when he lets go, he sings the chorus of Ricky Martin’s Livin’ La Vida Loca along with the band. The transition with him is insane and before I can dwell on the way he’s going to kill me with his voice, Bowie runs back to the stage and Phoenix spins me once. When I face him again, he grabs the back of my head and kisses me hard. Both men will drive me to an early grave if they don’t let up. My parents are somewhere at their dinner table choking on their drinks, I just know it.

  Bowie

  After the announcement, most were shocked and others moved the fuck on. The DJ takes over the music and begins playing music that Bambi wanted. A Spanish song plays, I recognize it as Maluma’s Felices los 4 and Bambi squeals. Before I can even disappoint her in telling her I can’t dance to this. A man walks up to her, one that I recognize as Dr. Delgado, I know this funny fucker. I sit back in my seat and Phoenix joins me as we watch our wife dance with him. At first, it’s very much innocent like with the reggaeton beat and then the DJ spins it, the song is the same but now it’s a different version. I hear Marc Anthony’s voice only because I know Bambi has been obsessed with him for the longest time. I smile proudly as the salsa begins and Delgado pulls Bambi flush to his body, then away from him. He leads her as they salsa the pure joy on Bambi’s face makes me happy and horny as fuck. She is smiling. Delgado lets her go as he moves his body too, but then he stops moving and claps his hands to the claps in the song. Bambi lifts her dress and shows us what she can do with not only her steps but her body. Delgado knew what he was doing when he let her hair free. Bambi shakes her shoulders, then it moves to her waist. She seductively dances as if there isn’t a person in the room watching her and this is the moment I realize that neither of us is the Phoenix here despite Nix’s name. She’s our Phoenix and baby, she has been reborn.

  The song ends, but another starts. Delgado and Bambi are in their own world as they dance to Yo no sé mañana. Bambi sings the whole song as Delgado shows us he is probably the best male dancer at this reception. Ainslee and her father, Andres, join them on the dance floor. I’m shocked that Andres would do more than just the basics of ballroom dancing. Andres spins Ainslee twice before leading her into a salsa that’s less provocative than the D&B gang over there. I whistle as Ainslee shows us she was taught the footwork too. Then all four somehow find each other on the dance floor. They separate, the women on one side and the two men on the other side. The men do a dance that looks synchronized as if they practiced it before but I’m pretty sure it’s an on-the-spot thing. Ainslee and Bambi look at each other and move on from the basic salsa steps that even I had to learn. They shake it up and when Bambi grabs her dress again; I know they’re about to just rock this shit.

  I can’t wipe the smile off my face watching just how things have changed for all of us. Fuck, I love being here. I love my life and my wife. “She looks so fucking happy, dude,” I say to Phoenix.

  He whistles at the pairs dancing. “She really does. I’ve never seen her be so free around others. Maybe this was what needed to happen for all of us.” He says.

  I nod. “It did. We needed to grow and come back stronger. Show others it wasn’t just some childish bullshit that we were doing. I wouldn’t trade you two for anything else. I’m so happy
, man. I’ve never been this fucking happy.”

  “It’s the wedding bullshit,” Phoenix says, and I burst out laughing. “You’re an ass. What do you say we wrap shit up and take our wife home?”

  He groans. “Finally. I’ve been waiting to fuck her, I was thinking about doing a damn live porn in front of all these fucks just now.”

  I bite my bottom lip as I watch Bambi’s every move. The way her body grinds near Delgado’s. None of this shit makes me jealous or angry, it makes me want to fuck her even more. Sexy minx.”

  Chapter 18

  Phoenix

  Once things get crazy, I signal Bowie, and we leave with Bambi. When we get outside, we hear Ares yelling at Orion. “Hold on,” I say to both Bowie and Bambi.

  I walk over to where they are standing; I know Orion has his eyes sharp on what Ares could do next. As the baby brother, they try not to do shit to me, it’s been this way since we were younger. “So, you found out you’re married too, huh?”