“What’s this about, Ryder?” Les asks, turning me to face her.
“Dad just told me I don’t feel anything for Holden. That I was confused.” I take her face in my hands. “I’ve been doing that to you every time I’ve refused to admit how much you need him. I won’t do that anymore.” I pull her to my chest. “Give him what you want,Il mio sole. Stop holding back.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” she whispers, confirming my earlier thoughts.
“You won’t hurt me. I want this for you.” I let her go, nudging her toward him. “Go.”
I put my hand on the doorknob. “Wait,” Zane says. When I turn around, he’s standing from the chair. “If you’re serious, we need to do this right.”
I furrow my brows. “What the hell does that mean?”
“This means we’re a team, right?” Zane asks, raising his brow again. I nod, agreeing. “Then this needs to go down as a team,” I get what he’s saying at the same time that Les sucks in a shocked gasp. “I just need to do something first.” He takes two steps toward her, sealing his lips over hers with a groan. Her body responds immediately, pushing into him. Jealousy roars its ugly head until I hear her moan into his mouth. His eyes flash open to look at me before closing again, kissing her harder. I know what he wants without having to say a word.
When I step up behind her, he turns her to me. I don’t give her time to think before I devour her mouth. I kiss her until she’s writhing between Zane and me, begging for what we’re about to give her. I pull back. “Is that what you want, Beautiful?” Zane asks, sliding her hair off her neck and kissing down toward her shirt’s neckline. “You want all of us?”
“Yes,” she replies breathlessly.
“I have one condition,” Zane continues. “I get that pussy first.” He slides a hand down, cupping her through her jeans. “I missed this pussy.”
She moans, arching into his touch. “I’ve missed your touch.”
Instead of overthinking that I’m about to share her with Zane, I fire off a text for everyone to meet us in the movie room, which we haven’t used in forever. Then fire off another one telling Mani not a fucking soul walks into this house.
I run to my room to grab something we’ll need before we lead Les back downstairs to the movie room, which is perfect because the whole floor is just one big cushion with chairs in the back.
I grab Zane’s arm before he can go in. “We good?” I might have called a cease-fire, but I need to know he’s cool and shit isn’t about to hit the fan in here.
He nods. “We’re good.”
Taking him at his word, we both walk in. Everyone is waiting for us. “What’s up?” Gage asks in confusion.
Zane and I converge on Les, who’s still breathless with anticipation. “One word. This stops,” I remind her. I don’t want to push her, but I feel she’s more than ready to take us on. She nods.
“Let’s get you naked then,” Zane says from behind her. “Let us worship you, Beautiful.”
She shivers at his words. “Okay.”
Together, Zane and I strip her clothes, leaving her bare in front of us. Her arms lift to cover herself, and Dex steps forward. “You don’t hide from us.” She bites that plush bottom lip, dropping her arms. “Good girl,” Dex praises, causing her nipples to harden.
Zane whips his shirt off, stepping up behind her to mold his chest to her back. “You like being his good girl, Beautiful?”
“Yes,” she breathes. He runs his hand down her stomach until it disappears between her thighs. She moans when he circles her clit. “You guys have too many clothes on.”
Dex and I sit back on the cushion with the rest of the guys, watching the show in front of us. Zane puts his other hand around her throat to tilt her head back, slanting his mouth over hers.
“Fuck,” Gage groans.
Zane works her clit until she’s moving her hips with him, then he pulls away. Her groan turns into a squeal when he spins her around, laying her down next to Dex’s legs. Zane makes quick work of his jeans before crawling between her thighs. Pure ecstasy crosses hisface when he swipes a tongue through her pussy. “I forgot how good you tasted,” he groans before diving in.
Her whole back bows. “Zane,” she moans in that low, throaty way that always turns me on.
Holden moves closer to my side. “Are you okay with this?”
I take his hand, placing it on my hard cock. “What does that tell you?”
“Good point,” he laughs, squeezing me through my jeans, making me hiss.
Gage crawls to where Zane is eating Les’ pussy like a starved man. “Does that feel good, Pretty girl?”
