by R. E. Bond
Lukas cut him off with a kiss, startling him with the sudden move, but once he registered what was happening, he kissed him back with just as much desperation.
I had no idea what the fuck was going on.
My eyebrows shot up in surprise as Lukas’s hand tightened more, Jensen grunting as he fisted Lukas’s black hair tightly as they battled to dominate each other.
I didn’t hear anyone enter the room until hands landed on my waist from behind and Caden’s voice rumbled in my ear at a whisper.
“What do we have here, baby?”
I gasped as one of his hands ran down the front of my panties, slipping a finger inside me without hesitation. “This making you wet? You naughty girl.”
Lukas moved back a step, his hand still around Jensen’s throat as they stared at each other with uncertainty and confusion on their faces, but Caden startled them as he spoke loud enough for them to notice his presence.
“Keep going, she’s fucking soaked.”
Asshole.
Jensen smirked, apparently having no shame in being caught, but Lukas seemed pissed off as he jumped back.
“How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough,” Caden grinned, pushing his finger deeper inside me until a moan escaped my lips without permission.
Lukas kept glowering, but Caden chuckled.
“Fuck, if you won’t do it again, I’ll kiss the bastard myself. You love watching don’t you, Rory?”
I whimpered out a yes as he continued moving his fingers, the palm of his hand rubbing against my clit firmly.
Fuck it felt good.
He bit my neck sharply while keeping his eyes on Jensen, who was still smirking because he was a prick.
I wished he would stop starting shit.
“C’mon, Lukey-Poo. Give me another kiss.”
Lukas glared at him, taking another step back for good measure.
“Fuck no.”
“You liked it,” Jensen retorted, causing Lukas to cringe instantly, his voice becoming withdrawn.
“Jense…”
“We aren’t banging, so relax. Just a kiss,” Jensen grinned, a breathy moan leaving me at the thought of them fucking.
I’d thought about it a whole lot, not that I could have told them that.
Lukas suddenly scowled at me, something I couldn’t name crossing his gaze as he spoke.
“I think I love you too fucking much, Aurora Donovan.”
“Why’s that?” I breathed, earning an unamused expression from him as he stepped towards Jensen again, his voice shaky.
“This doesn’t feel so gay when it’s for you.”
Jensen chuckled, reaching out and grabbing Lukas’s dick through his pants before he could jump back.
He could be an absolute prick when he wanted to be.
“How about that? Did that feel a little gay?”
“Fuck you,” Lukas snapped, suddenly fisting Jensen’s shirt and yanking him closer, kissing him again as his front became flush with Jensen’s.
Holy fuck.
I arched in Caden’s arms as his thumb rubbed across my clit and he pumped his fingers in and out, growling in my ear roughly.
“Don’t hold it back, come all over my fucking hand. I wanna show them how wet they’re making you.”
I clamped my eyes shut, but he brought his free hand up in front of me and grabbed my throat, making me open them again.
“Look at them. Look at what they’re doing for you, baby.”
The tingles started and I let out a loud moan as he kept working me as wave after wave finally crashed through my body, my legs becoming weak from the intensity of it.
He removed his hand, holding me up as I got my bearings, his voice turning gentle as he spoke.
“Ty and I can set up downstairs. Get in the middle of those two for a while, alright? I love you.”
“I love you too, but…”
“Go,” he chuckled, kissing me before leaving the room without a backwards glance.
I knew Caden wasn’t bothered by other people’s sexuality, but I was surprised that he hadn’t even batted an eye at two of his best friends suddenly making out.
Then again, he’d probably suspected they had something going on a while back.
I hesitated before moving towards Jensen and Lukas, tugging my shirt over my head and kicking my soaked panties off as I went.
Lukas’s skin shivered as I ran my hands up the back of his shirt, placing kisses up his toned back as I pulled his shirt off him in silence.
I’d been sleeping with all five guys over the past few weeks, and the pattern always stayed the same.
Jensen and Lukas, or Caden and Tyler.
They all got private time with me too, but I didn’t argue when it usually ended up with someone else joining in.
No one had been game enough to join Skeeter and I though, not that I blamed them.
Lukas pulled me in front of him, pressing my back against his chest and kissing down my neck with a groan.
“You liked Caden getting you off while you watched Jense and I?”
“God yes,” I moaned.
I literally moaned.
I was turning into a fucking tramp.
“Good. Get Jensen’s dick out,” he demanded roughly in my ear, Jensen’s eyes blazing with need as I unzipped his pants and tugged them down, along with his boxers.
“Now, take his shirt off,” Lukas continued, waiting for me to do as I was told and biting my shoulder blade firmly.
It had taken a good week of constant fucking to get him to let loose with me, and I loved how out of control I could make him now.
“Get on your knees for him like a good girl.”
Wow, someone’s confident.
I was surprised but did as he asked, grasping Jensen’s solid dick in my hand and running my tongue around the tip, teasing his piercing as his fingers threaded in my hair gently.
Bad Girlfriend by Theory of a Deadman blasted through the room as I moaned around him, making him thrust deeper down my throat.
I reached my hand up blindly as I sensed Lukas right behind me, grasping him firmly and hearing him groan as I stroked him.
I wasn’t surprised when Jensen suddenly yanked me to my feet, my back hitting Lukas’s chest as he crowded my space with a feral look in his eye.
He was the easiest one to rev up in the bedroom, and I loved that he wanted me all the time.
“Lukas, fuck her,” he ordered, turning my legs to jelly.
“Like this?” Lukas asked slyly, pushing inside my pussy from behind without argument.
Jensen nibbled down my neck, moving a hand between my legs to rub my clit as he let out a sharp breath.
“Just like that. You like that, baby?”
I nodded, closing my eyes and resting my forehead on his shoulder as Lukas put a hand on my waist and the other on my shoulder, pulling me back to meet his thrusts.
Fuck, yes.
They could be just as rough as the others when they wanted to, but Lukas kept thrusting into me at a steady pace, Jensen lazily kissing down my neck while rubbing me until I became a shaking mess in their arms.
Lukas dragged me towards my bed, sitting on the edge so I could straddle him, knowing I loved doing it like that with him.
I rotated my hips and gripped his shoulders, only slowing when Jensen moved up behind me.
I knew he wouldn’t watch for long.
He never did.
“Lube’s cold, just a heads up,” he chuckled, applying some to my ass before bending his knees slightly, tilting me forwards so he could slowly start pushing inside me.
Once he was all the way in, he surprised me by leaning over my shoulder and yanking Lukas closer, kissing him roughly.
I wasn’t going to say anything and ruin it, but a lot of things they’d said and done since I’d moved in with Caden, just a couple of months ago, had started to make sense.
I was more than happy to change things up, and I’d never ju
dge them for it.
Happy fucking Birthday to me.
I found a good pace and went with it, the sound of skin on skin and heavy breathing becoming drowned out by the stereo, but I heard Skeeter clearly from the doorway.
I had no idea how long he’d been watching us.
“Well, fuck me sideways. Evolving in the relationship, are we? Why wasn’t I told? Did you know about this, Holloway?”
Jensen glanced over his shoulder, raising an amused eyebrow at him.
“Keep your eyes off my ass, Skeet.”
“Never,” he chuckled, but Caden simply plonked down on the bed beside us.
It had started to worry me that it felt normal.
Who fucked with an audience regularly and didn’t even mind?
Oh wait, that would be me.
“Calm down, Skeet. They’re not fucking or anything like that. It makes Rory crazy horny,” Caden explained, his gaze running down my body as he watched us shamelessly.
“Well shit, why didn’t you fucking say so earlier? Move over Holloway, I’m going to shove my dick so deep in your ass that…,” Skeeter rubbed his hands together, but Caden cut him off quickly.
“Like fuck,” he laughed, nudging Lukas. “Oh, your mom’s downstairs.”
“The fuck for?” He growled as Jensen moved back so I could climb off Lukas’s lap.
His mother would have fucking heart failure if she knew what was going on, especially since we did it under her roof a lot too.
“Said something about bringing over a cake for tonight,” Caden shrugged, smirking as Lukas flipped me onto my stomach and jammed himself inside me roughly.
Caden instantly clamped a hand over my mouth to muffle my moaning as Lukas started slamming into me relentlessly without warning.
I knew his mom, Karen, wouldn’t wait long before going looking for us, so I understood his need to hurry the fuck up and finish.
He buried deep with a growl, swatting my butt as he moved back with apology in his eyes.
“I’ll let Jense finish you. Thanks, baby,” then he yanked on some sweatpants and stalked out of the room to find his mother, despite being covered in sweat and reeking of sex.
Skeeter grinned, his voice full of amusement.
“Better hurry up, Gilbert. She’ll probably wanna see Rory too, since she’s his girl and all.”
I could always trust Skeeter to remind us all that we’d been living a fucking lie.
“I can’t go down there, reeking of fucking sex. I literally smell like an orgy,” I exclaimed, a taunting laugh coming from him.
“Still haven’t told her you’re dating four other guys as well as her son? Dangerous game, baby girl. Not to mention she’s likely to notice when I carry you down to the kitchen once you’re done up here and I eat that cake she made off your pussy and tits. You’ve got five minutes,” he added before walking into the bathroom to run the shower for me.
I’d made him soft, and Slash liked to remind him at every goddamn chance he could.
Caden made sure to keep a hand over my mouth as Jensen got me off again before finishing himself.
I didn’t mean to brag, but my guys were gentlemen like that.
Tyler’s head popped around the door, just as Jensen helped me to my shaky feet.
“Hey, hurry up. Karen’s about to come looking for you, Birthday Girl.”
I just wanted to relax, and she was not relaxing in the slightest.
Skeeter tugged me into the bathroom silently, placing me under the hot spray and keeping me company as I quickly rinsed off my sweaty skin.
We seemed to all have a good sex routine at least.
I couldn’t complain.
Chapter two
Lukas
I couldn’t let Mom find out the truth about Rory’s relationship with all of us.
No way in hell.
If she knew that I was dating a girl that had other boyfriends, she’d fucking explode.
Imagine what her stupid stuck-up friends would think?
They’d pity her for my choices, tell her that Rory was just a gold-digging whore, then continue with their bullshit for the rest of their miserable lives.
Honestly, most rich people should never be allowed to breed.
Mom still used Dad as an attention tactic, and if I had to listen to her tell the same sob story to her friends one more time, I might actually strangle her.
No wonder Dad fucking killed himself.
“There you are! Where’s Aurora?” Mom exclaimed as I walked into the kitchen, her arms wide for a hug but changing her mind when she realized how sweaty I was.
I knew she hated the thought of me having sex with my girlfriend while we had people around us, but it’s not like we gave a shit about that.
After all, someone else was usually involved.
I was confused as to why I’d kissed Jensen.
The fact that it had happened more than once and I’d liked it, was what bothered me.
I motioned to the stairs, forcing a smile.
“She’s just about to have a shower and get ready for guests. You’re early.”
“By five minutes, Lukas. You both should have been greeting guests at the door, not frolicking around in her bedroom with your friends probably listening, while leaving Tyler to let me in,” she frowned with disapproval.
She always needed to feel like a queen, no matter where she was.
The only queen in my life was my girlfriend.
Thank you very much.
Tyler moved in the doorway, alerting me to his presence.
“I’ll go upstairs and tell everyone to hurry up. The cake looks really nice, Karen.”
Mom put on a bashful act, waving a hand dramatically at him.
“Oh, it was nothing. Tell Aurora that if she’s not down here in ten minutes, I’m coming up.”
Fuck, not good.
I could guarantee that Jensen was making up for the orgasms I didn’t have time to give her.
That was the last thing I needed Mom to see.
“Mom, it’s her birthday. If she wants a soak in the bath to pamper herself, let her.”
She glanced at me blankly for a moment, waiting for Tyler to leave before speaking again.
“Lukas, why haven’t you proposed to her yet? You two have been in love since you were children, so lock her down while you can. What if she changes her mind?”
She just had to stick her nose in everything and wreck my mood.
I snorted, clearing the bench to look busy.
“She’s literally turning eighteen today for starters, but we’ve only just started dating, Mom. Why rush?”
“Because she might change her mind,” she stated, not seeming to realize I’d ignored that comment on purpose.
I was always scared of losing her, but I was more afraid of her fucking dying on me.
She had a tendency to self-sabotage, and she’d all of a sudden become blood thirsty.
She was reckless, and that scared the absolute shit out of me.
“It isn’t the fifties anymore. People get divorced every day, and Rory would never stick around if she didn’t want to. That’s a shitty attempt of trapping her and you know it.”
She narrowed her eyes on me, not happy with my answer.
“Lukas James, we do not get divorced in this family.”
“I know that, but it’s my relationship and it’s new, so don’t go talking about marriage in front of her. It makes her uncomfortable. Hell, it makes me uncomfortable,” I said flatly, knowing she wasn’t going to let that shit go.
Rory
“I haven’t heard from you today. How was school?”
I glanced at Skeeter as I turned the taps off and took the towel from his hand.
“Slash and the guys stopped in,” I replied as I wrapped it around myself.
Cue the paranoia.
He frowned. “Without me? Why?”
“Why does Slash do anything? To cause a scene,” I shrugged, giggling as he grabbed my damp wa
ist and tugged me against him, a serious look in his eyes.
“What happened?”
“He really didn’t mention it to you? He said he was going to remind you to bring me whisky,” I sighed.
It was apparently the wrong thing to say, because he glared at me with anger, not that it took much when it came to Slash.
“Nope. I mean, I got you whisky, but he didn’t say shit to me.”
His hands ran down my bare back and I reluctantly pulled away from him to finish getting dry.
If his hands stayed on me, we both knew we’d end up sweating it out together like horny fucking teenagers.
Well, I guessed I was.
Skeeter was twenty-one, and I’d only found that out one night because some of his crew members were having a joke with him about being a cradle snatcher.
I’d asked what they were talking about, and he’d just rolled his eyes and told me it was because of his age.
Slash was apparently twenty-three, which surprised me.
I’d assumed he was at least twenty-five.
“I don’t have time for another shower, hands off. Slash just wanted to say hi and make himself known. Fuck knows why. He should be here soon with my gift anyway,” I said over my shoulder, but I caught his gaze in the mirror as he tensed up, his light green eyes piercing into mine.
“What gift? Last time he gave you a gift, it was your father in law’s head on a platter for you to inflict your fucking vengeance on.”
Ah, good times.
I smirked. “Still one of the best gifts ever, by the way. Tristan had it coming. Calm down, it’s just my birthday cocaine that Tyler told him to bring me, not a body.”
“You mean target. You deal with your own shit,” he snorted, turning to leave the room but I hooked an arm around him and pulled him back, kissing him gently.
“Hey, I swear Ty just told him to bring me coke. You wanna stay tonight? You’re the only one who hasn’t spent time with me today.”
He smirked, not at all seeming bothered.
“You mean I’m the only one who hasn’t fucked you today, right? I’d love to stay. Convince Holloway to join us.”
That made me frown as I grabbed my panties and bra, letting him help me put them on.
