“You too,” I reply, disconnecting the call.
Viktor, I’m fucking coming for you.
Chapter 33
Holden
Waking up the following day, I try to stretch my sore muscles and hit a wall of bodies. Looking to one side, Les is tucked close beside me with Zane pressed against her back with his arm stretched across her, laying on my stomach. On the other side, Ryder has one arm over my head, with his body as close as possible. Soaking it in that they stayed with me all night, I try to remember what happened yesterday.
The rest of them left to take care of Gage’s dad, but I decided to work on the thousands of things I had going on. I foundsomething,so I ran into the kitchen to get my phone, where I accidentally left it, to call Les. That’s the last thing I remember until I woke up on the back lawn looking into the tear-filled eyes of Zane, Ryder, and Les.
When Ryder told me yesterday that Zane saved my life, I didn’t know what to feel. I had a pulse, but I wasn’t breathing, and Zane’s history as a first responder kicked in. I know I have a crush on Zane; it’s hard not to. As soon as he felt comfortable around us, he started picking up on things we needed that we didn’t even know about, just like he did with Ryder.
I’m not sure exactly what happened except for what I saw in the basement of Ryder submitting to Zane. After we realized what was happening, I quietly led everyone from the room so Zane could dowhat he needed to help Ryder. I’ve never seen Ryder so lost, and those noises he was making were breaking my fucking heart. Something shifted between us after what happened in Ryder’s room; it shifted with all of us. We no longer have separate relationships between all of us; we are together as one. Which I feel is how it was always supposed to be.
Movement catches my eye, and I look over to lock eyes with Zane. He lays his hand on top of mine on my stomach, squeezing. I need to get up to take care of business, but I don’t want to wake Les and Ryder. “I have to piss,” I mouth, and he breathes a laugh.
Rolling from the bed to his feet, he gently scoots Les back, and I move Ryder’s arm. I sit up with Zane’s help and scoot off the edge of the bed. I look back to make sure they’re still asleep and watch Ryder reach an arm out, pulling Les to him.
Smiling, I follow Zane from the room. “Bathrooms down that way,” he says, pointing. “I’m going to see if we have anything to make for breakfast.” He leans in, kissing my lips softly. “I’m glad you’re still here, Sweet boy,” he says gruffly before walking away.
He called me that last night, and even though it made me happy as hell, I figured it was a one-time thing. I’m more than glad it’s not.
I take care of business and follow the sounds of cabinets opening and closing, finding Zane in the kitchen. I slide onto the little island’s stool and watch him work.
We can’t get anything from the house; none of us have extra clothes, so he’s in nothing but tight black boxer briefs. I watch the muscles in his back shift and flex as he moves, then find myself staring at his ass in those briefs.
“What are you looking at?” Gage whispers, making me jump out of my damn skin. I hear Zane chuckle. Does he know I’m sitting here checking him out?
I refuse to be embarrassed by that. “Zane’s ass,” I answer honestly, making Gage laugh.
Gage and Leo slide onto stools on either side of me. “I mean, it’s not Ryder’s ass, but it’s still fucking nice,” Gage says, making us laugh again.
Zane turns to look over his shoulder. “I can’t even argue withthat,” he says before turning around to fix breakfast while we watch him.
Gage and Leo bend their heads closer to mine. “Who’s going to be the first to tap that ass?” Gage whispers, and I hold in a laugh.
“Zane doesn’t give me bottom vibes,” Leo whispers back.
“Neither did Ryder,” I add.
“My new goal is Dex,” Gage whispers again. “Could you imagine being dominated by both those fuckers?” Gage bites his fist, and I can’t stop the laugh from busting out.
Gage sinking onto my cock flashes through my mind. The look on his face scared me at first because I could tell he was in pain. I was about to tell him to move because I didn’t want him to hurt when he started trembling and sank the rest of the way, taking all of me.
“Why’s your face so red?” Leo whispers.
I jerk my face to him. “It’s not,” I lie. I can tell it’s burning.
“Thinking about being dominated by Zane?” Gage says loudly, waggling his eyebrows. I know he’s trying to get a rise out of me, but I refuse to give him the satisfaction for once.
“I was thinking about fucking you,” I tell him, looking him dead in the eye.
Zane chokes on a laugh. “Maybe I should rethink the sweet boy nickname.”
“Don’t,” I say too fast, embarrassing myself all over again. “I like it,” I say quietly.
Zane turns around again. “You’ll always be my sweet boy,” he assures me with a smile. “Just a little dirty sometimes,” he adds when he turns around.
