by J. L. Ostle
“So you and Caspian just talked?” he asks, and I feel my face start to blush.
“Yeah, we talked, and he comforted me.” I bite my lip.
“Comforted you?”
“Rush, stop it,” Slate scolds him.
“I was only asking.” He walks down the hall to the bunk area.
“Want to watch a movie before we go to sleep?” Zeke asks, sitting next to me, sprawling his legs out on the coffee table.
“Sure, sounds good. What do you want to watch?” I take off my shoes and stretch my legs also.
“I will let you decide.”
I think it over and I smile when a film pops into my head. “Let’s watch Lost Boys.” I hear groans from the guys. “What? It’s a good film. Plus, I like the song “Cry Little Sister.”
“I remember when that film first came out, everyone was Lost Boys this, Lost Boys that. If you want to watch it, I won’t stop you,” Zeke says with a puppy dog look.
“Aww, if you’re sure, let’s watch Lost Boys,” I laugh. Zeke pouts before he turns on the TV and starts flicking through films before accepting Lost Boys. I clap my hands when it starts to play.
“I swear I’m never letting you choose again,” Zeke says, crossing his arms.
Slate sits on the other side of me, and he watches it. I look over at Caspian who is on the other couch. He is lying down watching the movie too, not minding that he isn’t sitting next to me. Like he knows I’m looking at him, he looks at me and gives me such a warm smile that my face blushes before I look back at the screen.
I don’t know how, but I must have fallen asleep, as well as the other guys. The film is toward the end, so I turn it off and go to the bunks, grabbing blankets and placing them on each of the guys. They look so peaceful in their sleep. I kiss each of their foreheads. I go to the room, grab a towel from the bed, and decide to have a shower.
I close my eyes, letting the warm water cascade on me; it feels so good against my skin, I could just stay in here for hours. Once I feel clean, I turn the water off and wrap my towel around myself.
I open the door and gasp when I am pushed back in, pinned against the wall. I look at Rush, who shuts the door. He leans against it, his eyes trained on me. I hold the towel closer to me.
“Rush, what are you doing?” He doesn’t answer, just keeps looking at me. “Rush?” I say his name again, but from the way he is looking at me, my body starts to heat up. I need to get out of here. “Rush, please move.” I walk toward him, placing my hand on the handle, but he doesn’t budge.
I look up at him, and his eyes are dark.
“You smell so good.” He leans forward, his nose moving to my jaw, inhaling me. “So, so good.” I feel his lips against my shoulder.
“Rush,” I breathe.
“Ivory.” I think that’s the first time I have ever heard him say my name.
And it sounds so good coming from his mouth.
He looks into my eyes, and I start walking backward. That pull is happening again, and being in this small room isn’t helping. I walk back until I hit the wall behind me. He slowly starts to walk toward me.
His hands move to my wet hair, gliding down to my neck to the top of my breasts before his hands are on mine still holding the towel in place. His hand covers mine, he slowly pulls the towel off me, letting it fall to the floor.
He doesn’t look at my body, his eyes on mine. I feel his hands on my breasts, playing with one of my nipples before one hand travels down my stomach to my bare wet pussy. He uses his hands to spread my legs a little wider.
When I feel his fingers enter me, I gasp, closing my eyes. “Keep your eyes open. Keep looking at me,” he says in a hoarse voice. I open my eyes, and he stares right into them.
His fingers glide along my folds, before his thumb reaches for my clit. I arch myself, pushing my pussy deeper into his hand. The hand that was on my breast moves to my neck; he holds it, his thumb resting on my heartbeat before his head bows down, and he kisses me.
This kiss isn’t soft or gentle; it’s completely different from the kiss Caspian and I shared. This kiss is hard and fast. He starts rubbing my clit faster; I stop kissing him, panting heavily into his mouth. Before he kisses me hard again, he starts tearing his clothes off so fast that he is completely naked in the speed of light.
He pushes me into the shower and turns the water on. I scream out when the cold water hits my warm skin. He pins me against the tiled wall, kissing me again, and I sigh when the water goes warm again.
I pull his hair, digging my nails everywhere. I can’t keep my hands still. I feel him lift one of my legs, putting it around his waist. I feel his cock press against me, and I moan when he slams it hard inside me.
“Holy fuck. You feel so good.” He moans against my neck, licking it. I move my head to the side, letting him lick along my neck to my jawline. “Your neck looks so good.” I feel his teeth scrape along the skin. “Fuck, you letting me do this is making me harder.” He starts thrusting deep inside me, pounding me against the wall. “Even with Caspian inside of you, you are still tight as fuck,” he says in my ear.
“You knew?” He thrusts harder, making me yell in such pleasure.
“We all knew. We could hear you. We could smell you, when you walked on the bus. You smelled so good, I wanted to fuck you on the couch.” That ache is starting to build inside of me.
“But Caspian…”
“He knows you belong to us all.” He thrusts. “You are ours.” He thrusts again.
“Rush.” Hearing him saying I’m theirs is making my head fuzzy.
“So fucking good.” He keeps going until I scream out my orgasm, and with a few more thrusts from him, he roars out his.
He lifts both my legs so I’m wrapped around him and lowers, sitting on the shower floor, the water hitting us both. He takes out the shampoo and starts washing my hair. I close my eyes, enjoying him showing comfort after we made love. Even though I previously did my hair, I like seeing this softer side to him.
I think back to him saying I belong to the band, that I’m theirs.
I can’t be theirs, not really. It wouldn’t work, and it’s not fair to them or myself. But for now, I am just going to enjoy the fantasy.
After he washes my body, we stand, and he steps back taking the shower head off the hook, and he places it between my legs, the water flowing upward, the pressure hitting my clit. I start to get turned on all over again.
“If you keep breathing like that, I don’t think either of us will be getting any sleep.” I look up at him, and his eyes are still dark.
He turns the water off, places the towel back around me, and helps me toward the door.
“What about a towel for you?” I ask him.
He smirks at me. He grabs a hand towel patting himself down before dropping it to the floor. “I’m okay for now, not liking what you see?” He waves his hand down his body.
I look him up and down, seeing his smooth skin, his eight pack with that sexy V you just want to lick. When my eyes reach his dick, I can’t help but lick my lips. It’s just as big and smooth as Caspian’s. I wonder what it would taste like.
“You need to stop looking at me like that, petal.” I look back up at him and bite my lip. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.” We walk into my room, and I feel a little drained and not in the mood to get dressed. I crawl over and get under the covers.
I look to him, and he is still looking at me from the doorway. “Do you want to sleep next to me?” I offer. He looks down the hall before looking back at me.
“Are you sure?”
“I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t,” I giggle and move over a little, and he crawls into bed. I move my head on his chest, listening to a beatless heart. “What were you like human?”
“I was a completely different person back then. I guess I was kind of a nerd. I was your typical good boy. My school work came first. I went to college. I wanted a better life; I wanted a better life for my family.” I look at him and see the sadn
ess his eyes.
“I can’t imagine you as a nerd.” I pause. “Did your family have a better life?”
“I made sure they did, but unfortunately it didn’t happen in my human life. It happened as I was a vampire, but they knew I was dead. They went to my funeral, so I couldn’t see them after I was turned. I had to watch from afar.”
I glide my fingers along his chest. “I’m sorry.”
“It was a long time ago.”
I hold his jaw and turn him so he’s facing me. “Still, I’m sorry.” He looks into my eyes, searching for something; I don’t know what.
He kisses my lips softly before pulling back. “Thank you.”
I smile before I close my eyes, and I let sleep take over. I don’t know when I wake but I feel someone on the other side of me, spooning me. I turn to see Caspian sleeping, his hands around my middle. I entwine our fingers and feel him tighten his hold before I close my eyes and go back to sleep.
Chapter Eleven
Ivory
I wake up, my body aching a little. I open my eyes to see Rush on one side of me and Caspian on the other. The sheet has fallen, showing off their perfect bodies. I want to shriek knowing that I just slept with two gorgeous men.
Fuck! I slept with two vampires.
Now that I let it sink in, my happy mood disappears, I fucked up. I had sex with my employers.
I didn’t even last a few days without jumping into bed with them.
I look over and see my phone, with Mission Impossible moves, I lean over and grab it, not wanting to wake either of them. I need to talk to Emz, I need her to tell me that everything will be okay.
Me: I messed up.
It doesn’t take long for her to message me back.
Emz: What happened? Are you okay?
Me: I’m okay, but I slept with Caspian and Rush.
I watch as I see the typing box.
Emz: Holy crap girl, first off I am jealous, but second off, don’t worry about it, life is short. You deserve a little fun in your life.
I roll me eyes.
Me: This isn’t helping. This is my job, I’m not here to sleep with the band.
Emz: Call it a bonus. You are over thinking this. So was it a threesome type thing?
Me: I slept with Caspian then a long while later I slept with Rush. I will call you later, I need to think about stuff x
Emz: You better. Tell me if you fuck the other two. You lucky bitch. Miss you xx
I know she is half joking, but images of Slate and Zeke enter my head. I reply that I miss her too and I look beside me; I scream when I notice Rush is looking at me. I turn looking to Caspian and he is looking at me also.
I swear I am going to slap these men.
“Stop doing that! I don’t think my heart can take it.” I place a hand on my chest. I notice Caspian looking at my bare breasts before looking away.
“Your heart can; it’s strong,” Rush says, and I feel his hand gliding up and down legs that I need to close, my pussy tingling in response.
“Even so, warn me before you are near or even awake next to me.”
“Last night wasn’t a mistake?” Rush says with a serious tone. “You haven’t messed up.”
“You were spying?” I ask him, leaning over him and placing my phone back. I feel his hand glide up my thighs, his fingers close to my folds, making me moan. I sit back, looking at him, and his eyes are now dark.
I crawl down the bed, standing up. They both just lie there; both their eyes are now black.
Well, I am standing at the bottom of the bed completely naked, so I shouldn’t be surprised that they are looking at me like they want to eat me.
In a good way.
“Your phone was shining brightly; it was hard not to see,” Rush says, crawling slowly down the bed.
Caspian gets out of the bed, too and slowly starts to walk toward me. I walk back, hitting the wall. “We can’t do this,” I whisper, my body already craving for their touch.
“Why?” Rush asks me, coming to my side, his fingers stroking along my hip.
“I have never had a threesome before?” I say looking at the ground.
I feel Caspian’s fingers on my chin, raising it so he can look at me, before his lips are on mine, kissing me softly. “Just let us touch you.” He kisses me again. I close my eyes, and I feel Rush behind me, his fingers gliding down my arms, making me shiver. I feel him press himself against me, his fingers slipping to the front of me, entering me.
My body is quivering. I feel it heat up by every single touch. Caspian stops kissing me as Rush stops touching me. I watch Rush sit on the bed. He takes my hand, pulling me to him, turning me so my back is to him, and I sit between his legs. He spreads my legs wide, his hands keeping me in place, showing my wet pussy to Caspian.
Caspian kneels, getting between my legs. I watch as his lips move up my legs, between my thighs, then his mouth is on my clit. He starts sucking me in his mouth. I scream, spreading my legs even wider.
Rush takes hold of my hair, pulling it away from the side of my neck. I feel his mouth on my jaw, on the corner of my lips. I move my head so my mouth is on his, and he kisses me hard, his fingers digging into my legs. He scratches hard, the pain of it and the pleasure of Caspian is so intense. I feel that ache starting to build.
Caspian slides three fingers into me, thrusting them inside, his mouth still on my clit. I am still kissing Rush, and I am so close; I feel it coming. It’s building higher and higher when the door opens, Slate and Zeke walk in when I scream out my release.
My head falls back, Caspian sucking up every last drop of me before sitting back. Rush is still holding me wide open. When I start coming down from the high I was in, I look at the door and Slate and Zeke’s eyes have gone dark, looking at me, looking at my wet pussy.
“We umm,” Slate starts. I try to close my legs, but Rush doesn’t let me. “Just saying that we are at our next destination. We are staying at the hotel here; your luggage will be sent up,” Slate says, his eyes still dark.
“Fuck, your cunt is so pretty,” Zeke says, shaking his head, looking shocked that he said that out loud. He walks out of the room, and Slate finally pulls his eyes away before he follows suit.
“Why did you keep my legs open? That was so embarrassing.” I try and stand, close my legs, anything, but Rush won’t let me; he keeps my legs spread, one of his hands leaves my leg and moves between my folds, spreading the juices.
“Because petal, you found it a turn on, letting them see you like this, them seeing your pretty pussy, seeing how wet you are for them. I will be a gentleman, but in the bedroom, I won’t apologize by going primal on your ass. You bring out the caveman in all of us; it’s something you will need to get used to. But trust me, you will enjoy the pleasure we will bring you.” He kisses my neck before he swings his leg over and stands, walking out the room.
I look at Caspian, and he is still kneeling on the floor. I slide onto the floor, and he pulls me over, adjusting himself so I can sit in his lap. I want to feel that soothing calm I get when I am close to him. “Did I taste okay?” I ask him. I know its an embrassing question, but none of my other boyfriends ever went down on me and I am curious.
“You tasted so good that I could go down on you all day,” he says, looking away momentarily. “I guess Rush is right; you bring out our primal urges. I don’t really talk like this, hell, I don’t normally act like this.” He shakes his head, wrapping his arms around me.
“You must have had loads of groupies though.”
“I am fussy who I sleep with. Yes, I have had women, but with you, it’s different. With you, I just want to have my way, keep you tied to a bed and do as I please.” I see his eyes darken again just thinking about.
I kiss his cheek. “I might let you try it sometime.” I wink at him before standing.
“Where are you going?” He stands, asking me.
“For a shower. Want to join me?” I give him my hand.
He takes it and gives me a
shy smile. “Yes please.”
After my shower and getting dressed in the spare clothes I brought yesterday, I walk to the living area feeling a little shy. I have slept with two out of the four, and they have now seen me completely naked.
I see Rush and Slate at a booth, talking about lyrics, writing things down. Caspian joins Zeke on the couch, the film The Breakfast Club is playing. I walk farther in, and like always, they all look at me at the same time.
That is something I am never going to get used to.
“Hi everyone.” I give them all a little wave.
Zeke stands, walks over to me, and takes me back to the couch. He passes me a brown bag. “Thought you would like breakfast, well breakfast our time, before we go into the hotel.” I open the bag, and I groan when I smell everything. I pull the items out.
Pancakes, bacon, and eggs with orange juice.
“This is amazing, thank you.” I lean over and kiss his cheek. I am shocked I did that. But he gives me a shy smile, and I start to tuck in, watching the movie with them.
I am so engrossed in the movie, my head on Zeke’s shoulder, when there is a knock on the bus door. I turn to see Sean standing there; when he spots me, he gives me a huge smile.
“Hey, I heard about last night. Are you okay? I knew something must have happened when you didn’t turn up on the bus. I did tell the driver to wait, but with being on a strict schedule...” he mumbles.
I stand, feeling a little uncomfortable with the guys watching me. “I understand, can’t stop things because of me. I’m okay. Just something I need to get used to, I guess.” I shrug.
He walks farther in, not caring that the band is watching him. “Well, I know we are staying in the hotel tonight, but when we are back on the buses, you still want to catch that horror movie?”
I look at Caspian, who is watching us, as well as Zeke. I probably don’t need to turn to see if Rush and Slate are watching also. “Yeah, sounds good, but I umm.” I feel myself burning up. “I just need to make things clear that we need to remain just friends. I know I may be out of line, and you probably don’t like me like that, but I don’t want to lead you on, if you were expecting anything,” I say in one go without taking a breath.
