Home (Finding My Home Book 1)

by Nikita Parmenter

  “Fuck Thor’s hot” I murmur.

  Riot grunts next to me, which I’m assuming means he agrees and Rafe starts chuckling underneath me, the movement jostling awake Jensen.

  “Hey, what gives?” he groans groggily, rubbing his eyes in an absolutely adorable way.

  “Nothing Sweetie go back to sleep” I softly murmur my eyes still glued to the screen, as I play with Jensen’s hair.

  Suddenly something on the screen makes me jump and I accidentally end up pulling a fistful of Jensen’s hair. He tenses against me and lets out a low groan of pleasure.

  Whoops.

  “What the fuck is going on over there?” Cash asks, turning to face us with his eyebrow raised.

  “Not my fault” I defend, “the movie made me jump and I accidentally pulled Jensen’s hair” I smirk finding the entire situation highly amusing.

  “Oh, Ever, what are we going to do with you?” Luc chuckles darkly from besides Cash.

  “I’ve got a few ideas” Trick mumbles huskily from besides me.

  The heated words make me squirm in my seat which of course makes, Rafe, Riot and Jensen chuckle having heard what Trick said.

  Suddenly something hits me on my cheek, my head whips towards Cash and Luc who both grin at me innocently before focusing back on the movie.

  Oh, it is so on.

  I grab a handful of popcorn out of the bowl resting on Trick’s lap.

  “What are you up to, Dragonfly?” he asks suspiciously, amusement lighting up his eyes.

  “What makes you think I’m up to anything?” I question innocently.

  “That sinful as fuck smile that’s lit up your beautiful face” he states.

  I just toss more popcorn in my mouth and wink at him in response, he chuckles, shaking his head before he focuses back on the movie, although I see him still watching me out of the corner of his eye. I stick my tongue out at him and he chuckles quietly, turning to face me again and sticking his own tongue at me. He smirks and faces the screen once again, when he sees I’m speechless.

  Trick has his tongue pierced.

  That’s so fucking hot.

  Saving that bit of information for later, preferably when I’m in the shower, I turn and throw my entire handful of popcorn at Cash and Luc. They stare at me in shock before Cash grins, grabbing another handful of popcorn.

  “Popcorn fight” Jensen yells, grabbing the bowl from Trick and dumping it over me and Rafe.

  “Dude!?” I yell.

  “Every man and woman for themselves!” He yells, darting out of the way and laughing manically.

  Soon a full-on popcorn war breaks out and we all end up covered in sticky popcorn pieces and laughing our asses off. After cleaning up as much as possible with the guys, we give up on watching the movie since it’s so late and decide to go to bed instead. I decide that another shower is in order before I can sleep though, since I’ve got popcorn stuck in seriously uncomfortable places.

  “I’m going to take a shower if that’s ok?” I ask, “popcorn boobs are not comfortable” I chuckle as their eyes all dart towards my boobs.

  “I’m sure I could help you with that, Ever” Jensen grins.

  Cash promptly smacks the back of Jensen’s head before turning to me, “of course, you can use the one in my room, Ever. The rest of you use the en-suite bathrooms in the other rooms if you want to shower.”

  We all make our way upstairs, most of the guys deciding to shower too, popcorn is surprisingly sticky and gets stuck everywhere. Cash rummages in his drawers for more pyjamas before wandering out of the room to find his own shower, since I’ve commandeered his one. Cash’s room is massive, with a seating area and giant TV set up with a couple of games consoles and is decorated in navy and silver.

  I rush past the giant bed desperate to get into the shower now, popcorn boobs are really freaking itchy. I glance around the large bathroom, looking for a towel. Like his bedroom, Cash’s bathroom is also decorated in navy and silver and has a ginormous shower with multiple shower heads. I’m in heaven. Eventually, I find the towels stored in a cupboard next to the large bathroom counter that houses the sink. Pulling a giant fluffy towel out, I then hang it up on a hook just outside the shower door, that’s handy.

  Turning on the shower I quickly strip, groaning when the spray from the multiple shower heads hit my body, god that’s good. As I stand under the spray trying to make sure that all the little bits of popcorn come off of me, it hits me that I’m in the shower and I’m not nervous. More than that but I haven’t had my knives on me since I got changed into my pyjamas earlier and I’m ok.

  That’s monumental for me. I finish up my shower fairly quickly, exhaustion weighing heavily on me now but feeling a sense of accomplishment for not having my knives or feeling nervous. If I’m being honest with myself, I can’t take all the credit, it’s only because I trust the guys and know that they would never let anything happen to me, especially in one of their own homes, that I know I’m truly safe here and can shower without fear.

  Finally, free of all the popcorn bits, I’m never having a popcorn fight again, I turn off the shower and step out, wrapping the softest damn towel I’ve ever felt around me and then face palm myself. In my haste to get rid of popcorn boobs, I didn’t bring my bag in here with me. I also only had the one pair of pyjamas with me. I glance at the ones I took off that are still on the tiled floor of the bathroom, like fuck am I putting them back on commando, there’s still popcorn bits all over them. Deciding to just brave it and walk back out into Cash’s room to get my bag so I can at least put underwear on, I take a step towards the bathroom door when it opens up and I freeze.

  He obviously doesn’t realise I’m still in here because he’s glancing down at his phone. When he spots me, wrapped in only towel, he stops dead as his gaze runs over my bare legs and up over my towel clad form. He swallows thickly, his growing erection obvious in his thin pyjama trousers. Suddenly he snaps his eyes up to mine.

  “Fuck, sorry” Cash apologises but as if he can’t help himself his eyes dip back down my body.

  “This is normally the part where you stop looking and leave” I smirk, placing my hands on my hips. I should be freaking out at having a man in the bathroom with me whilst I’m wearing only towel, but it’s Cash. In fact, instead of being scared, I’m a little turned on. His eyes slowly come back to mine.

  “Do you want me to leave?” he asks smirking wickedly at me.

  My tongue immediately gets stuck to the roof of my mouth, I know I should tell him that I want him to go so I can get dressed, but my mouth just outright refuses to form the words.

  Seeing my hesitation, heat flares to life in his eyes as he steps towards me. He pulls me into his arms as one of his hands makes a scorching path down my side, and the outside of my thigh. Goose bumps instantly erupt as his skin comes in contact with mine at the bottom of the towel and he hooks his hand under my knee, lifting my leg so it settles around him and settling himself between my thighs as his hard length hits my now exposed clit, I let out a loud moan. I can’t help myself as I rotate my hips against him, he growls dropping his other hand a lifting my other leg to wrap around him. We both let out a moan as he settles fully between my thighs. He walks us backwards and places me on the edge of counter as his head dips down to my neck.

  My head tips back as my nails dig into his exposed shoulders, I rock my hips against his, gasping as the head of his large length hits me in just the right spot, we move in sync faster, as the sensations build. My towel comes undone and pools around my waist. Cash wastes no time as his lips leave my neck following a searing path down the middle of my chest, I lean back on my hands my hips still moving against his, making a sound of protest as he pulls away slightly, his large hand comes up and grasps my breast tweaking my nipple and causing me to gasp in pleasure as his hot mouth dips further down and encases my other nipple. My back arches with pleasure, my breath coming out in short gasps. He pinches one nipple lightly as he bites down on the other, swirli
ng his tongue around it. I grab handfuls of his hair causing him to release my nipple with a pop as I pull his mouth back to mine. His lips devour me as his hips align with mine again and he moves against me his dick moving against my clit in just the right fucking way. The pressure builds as we both move faster against each other before my body detonates as my orgasm rips through me, my pussy clenching and my back arching in pleasure. Cash’s mouth swallowing my moans as his movements against me suddenly still, he rips his mouth from mine and buries his head in my neck as he rides out his release, my body trembles from the aftershocks of the best fucking orgasm I’ve ever had. My arms, which had gone back to holding me up, promptly give out.

  Cash’s hand shoots up to catch my head before it crashes in the counter and we both end up chuckling.

  “Fucking hell” I pant, and he removes his head from my neck grinning down at me.

  “You’re fucking stunning when you come apart in my arms” his grin widens as I blush.

  “Shit” I say as the reality of what just happened hits me, I don’t regret it for one second though.

  As if sensing the change in me, Cash steps back and finds a wash cloth out of the cupboard and hands it to me, I sit up wrapping the towel back around me as I take it, he puts both his hands on the counter either side of my hips.

  “Don’t over think it beautiful” he says, echoing Jensen’s earlier words as he softly places a gentle kiss on my lips and leans his forehead against mine. I breathe deeply doing what he suggests. I decided earlier to just roll with it, admittedly when I made that decision I didn’t think this would happen. I nod and he opens his gorgeous green and stares into mine, I smile softly letting him know I heard him. His answering grin is blinding.

  “Do you need something to wear in bed?” he asks glancing away from me and towards my popcorn covered pyjamas.

  “Yes please” I chuckle, “could you get my bag too please?” I ask.

  “No problem” he leans down and give me one more soft kiss, before he leaves to get the stuff.

  Whilst he’s gone, I clean up, dumping the washcloth into the laundry basket in the corner. Just as I’m finishing up, he comes back in, I can hear the other guys settling down in the room behind him through the open bathroom door before he closes it. He hands me my bag and one of his large soft t-shirts to sleep in.

  “I’m just going to hop in the shower” he winks at me as he drops his pyjama trousers before stepping into the shower. I get a glimpse of what I already know to be an impressive cock before he turns and gets into the shower.

  Probably a good thing, I’d be tempted to play otherwise.

  “Aren’t you going to get ready for bed?” he chuckles, clearly able to see my frozen form through the frosted glass of the shower and finding it amusing.

  Two can play at that game. I drop my towel, slowly pulling my underwear up my legs and settling them on my hips. I grin as he drops the shampoo bottle he was holding and growls. Grabbing his shirt, I pull it on making sure I’m covered before stepping out of the bathroom quickly, giggling as he growls out my name behind me.

  As I step out of the bathroom and back into Cash’s room, the guys turn to me, each one of the fuckers smirking.

  Deciding to own it, since none of them seem to be bothered I was just in the bathroom with Cash and now the showers going, I flip them the bird and crawl under the covers on the bed. My body is exhausted, not only from the day but from my awesome orgasm. The guys chuckle, my actions causing Jensen to snort.

  I’m already drifting off to sleep when the bed dips behind me, I glance behind me sleepily, as Luc pulls me against his strong chest and I snuggle down as his arms wrap around my waist.

  The lights switch off as the bathroom door opens and the bed dips in front of me again. I try to open my eyes, to check who it is, guessing from the size of him that its Rafe, but my eyes refuse to cooperate. I smile sleepily as I hear Cash grumbling about not getting to sleep in his own bed with a beautiful girl, the guys chuckle quietly before I hear an ompff, as someone throws something at him. Darkness descends and for once I dream happy dreams, surrounded and safe with all my guys.

  The next morning, I awake completely squished. I’m lying on my back with my face turned so it’s buried in Rafe’s shoulder, who is lying on my left and my right-hand gripping Luc’s shirt tightly as if afraid he would leave. My other hand is buried in Jensen's hair as his body rests between my legs. His head resting just under my boobs, one of his arms is wrapped around me, the other hand resting on my thigh. The covers are pushed down far enough that my leg is exposed. I vaguely remember him asking for cuddles last night and me telling him to hurry the fuck up and get in, because I wanted to go back to sleep. The covers are bunched up around his waist exposing his gorgeously toned back, fuck. A look over Rafe and Luc shows they’ve managed to keep some covers on themselves but there’s an awful lot of tanned muscled body on show.

  I want to lick them.

  I chuckle out loud causing the guys to stir. Although Jensen doesn’t wake just buries his head further into me, tightening his arm around me, his hand clenching my thigh before releasing it again, I barely swallow down a moan.

  Son of a bitch.

  Trick pops up at the end of the bed, no doubt to see what I’m giggling about.

  “When the fuck did that happen?” he snorts as he see Jensen clinging to me like a koala.

  “Fuck if I know” I giggle, desperately trying to calm my raging libido.

  My fingers run through Jensen’s hair again, this time he stirs but is obviously not properly awake as the hand that’s on the bottom part of my thigh, slowly starts to trail upwards. I gasp at the sensation of his rough palm on my skin.

  “Well, well what is going on here?” Riot grins as he pops up at the end of the bed next to Trick, his hair sticking up all over the place and his eyes glued to Jensen’s hand that’s now on the top of my thigh, pushing up the edge of the shirt I slept in last night.

  “Fuck, watching Jensen feel up Ever is not how I thought this morning would go” Cash says sleepily running his hand over his beard as he yawns.

  “Can’t say it’s how I pictured my morning going either” I deadpan.

  “It’s fucking hot though.” He growl’s and I’m surprised when Trick and Riot nod in agreement.

  His words make my body heat even more, fucking hell.

  They watch in rapt fascination as Jensen’s hand travels further up and over my hip, exposing my black cotton panties.

  “Ok that’s enough of a free show for you lot” I chuckle, still trying not to let it show how much Jensen’s hands on my body, and them watching us, is turning me on.

  My core throbs, my panties becoming damp with need.

  Seems I’m more of a kinky bitch than I thought, I’m not surprised. I’ve already realised I like them watching from what happened in Trick’s front room, I love it.

  “Spoilt sport” Rafe rumbles out from beside me, propping himself up on his elbow and interrupting me from stopping Jensen, who has now got his hand up on my ribs.

  “Just let him play a little bit longer” Luc grins adopting the same position as Rafe on the other side of me.

  I feel a quick exhalation on my ribs.

  “You cheeky fucker” I growl in amusement, yanking Jensen’s head back by his hair, I’m met by heat filled laughing green eyes, “how long have you been awake” I chuckle as the other guys join in, their eyes still glued to Jensen’s hand centimetres’ away from the bottom of my boob. My braless boob.

  “A while” he shrugs grinning.

  I flick him in the middle of the forehead, “move your hand fucker” I grin. I say it because I feel like that’s what I should be saying, when in reality that’s the last thing I want.

  “Are you sure Ever, take a good look at the guys. I don’t think any of them would mind, in fact I think they might join us” he practically purrs, his hand clenching, his fingertips barely brushing the underside of my boob.

  The picture hi
s words have painted flashes across my dirty mind as I take in the gorgeous men surrounding me, desire floods my system at the heat blazing in each of their eyes. My thighs clench involuntarily around where Jensen is still lying between my legs and Jensen grins the most sinful grin, I have ever seen.

  “Seems our Ever liked that boys.” He chuckles wickedly as he slowly crawls up my body, sinking his hips against mine and holding the top half of his body up, his hands either side of my shoulders.

  “Fuuuuck” I moan as my eyes practically roll back into my head from the pressure of his hard cock pressed against my clit.

  Fuck I want him.

  I hear a couple of the guys curse. The end of the bed dips and the covers move, but I’m distracted as Rafe and Luc start to kiss up the sides of my neck and hands start to slowly graze my legs, two sets of different hands.

  Holy fuck, what is happening right now.

  Jensen’s hand moves to the bottom of my shirt that’s resting just under my boobs, he glances at me in question and I know I should stop this but instead I nod once in permission. He grins his dirty smirk again as he lifts up my top and starts kissing down my chest, swirling his tongue around my peaked nipple. I moan as my hips buck up, my hands clenching in his hair and pulling firmly. A groan vibrates from Jensen and heightens the sensations as he bites down on my nipple.

  My head is pulled back by my hair, causing yet another breathy moan to escape. Riot has moved so he’s lying across the top of the bed, he dips his head down and our lips caresses each other, our tongues moving seductively together. I’m drowning in sensations, they’re all touching me and I’m right on the edge of an epic orgasm, I need one of them in me now, my core clenches at the thought of having them, all of them.

  I release my grip on Jensen’s hair and reach my hands out towards the only two of my guys that I can reach. I run my hands down Rafe and Luc’s sculpted chests, feeling powerful when they both shudder underneath my touch. Rafe bites down on my neck, my tongue still duels with Riot’s, Jensen has moved his attention to my other boob kneading the other one in his large palm and Trick and Cash have their fingers hooked in the top of my panties. As they slowly start to pull them down, my hands dip inside Rafe and Luc’s pyjama trousers and they groan simultaneously against my neck, as I grip their silk covered hard as steel cocks in my hand. I glide my hand’s up their lengths, once.