I could fall asleep like this. Spread-eagle on my bed, without a care in the fucking world. My body is mush. I’m definitely not telling Kenz about that. Poor Brandon would never measure up.
“Come on, little nympho. You’ve got homework and you need to feed this beast.” His t-shirt lands on my chest.
Drawing in a breath, I sit up and tug on his t-shirt. His warmth and scent cover me. He draws his boxers over his erection. I raise an eyebrow as I consider how I could help.
Tipping my chin up, he shakes his head. “Not this time, little nympho. Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself.”
He kisses me briefly before dragging me to my feet. I grab a pair of panties from my dresser to put on.
“Hmm, I might have to talk you out of those later.” Caden steps in closer, and I swear a little spark tries to light inside me, but damn am I tired. He chuckles before steering me out of my room and downstairs.
At the refrigerator, I pull out some sandwich makings and put them on the island. After washing my hands, I make us each a sandwich, since my stomach growls loudly. I’ve had a lot of physical activity today.
Caden grabs our plates and sets them on the table as he takes a chair. I bring over some water for us and pull over my history textbook.
“You said MacKenzie would spend the night.” His eyebrows arch as he inhales his sandwich. It’s getting late, and she hasn’t shown up. I exhale.
“No, I said shemight.” A little thrill goes through me at the thought of punishment. What the hell is wrong with me? They’ve thoroughly warped my mind. “Her mom said no.”
He tips back on the chair legs as his eyes never leave me. “Were you going to tell us, little nympho?”
“I’ve stayed here many times on my own with no issues.” I don’t lift my gaze from the textbook. “You all have beds of your own you can keep warm.”
“Not going to happen.” Caden downs his water. Tension radiates off him.
“What’s not going to happen?” I finally lift my gaze to meet his possessive green eyes. Fuck. I ignore my body’s arousal at his mere presence.
His fingers grip my chin so I can’t look away. “You belong to us. We can’t protect you if we don’t know you need it.”
“I don’t need protection.” Pulling away, I close my book. I’m sure I can find time to read it tomorrow. “This isn’t new to my life. Mom’s work has rotating shifts. It’s been a while, but she works nights. Newsflash, I sleep at home alone when that happens. And I’m fine.”
I pick up his plate and mine and take them to the sink, rinsing them before putting them in the dishwasher. His chair scrapes the floor, and his heat closes in on me from behind.
Tingles dance down my spine, anticipating his touch.
“You weren’t claimed then.” His fingers curl around my hips. “You didn’t have weird shit happening around you then.”
His lips press against the nape of my neck, and my knees weaken. I grab onto the counter to help support myself.
“Let me take care of you, little nympho.” His voice is enticing. The tip of his nose presses against my neck, drawing a trail up to my ear. “You like when I take care of you, baby.”
Oh fuck, he’s fucking potent. I crave him and what he does to me. He’s right, it’s like an addiction, a need.
“What would the others think about you sleeping here?” I don’t sayon your own, but it’s implied in my words. We’re in (excuse the phrase) virgin territory here. Caden and I just had sex without everyone else being nearby or present. They definitely aren’t aware.
Maybe Eli will figure it out since I didn’t come back to the webcam.
“We agreed we could spend time alone with you.” He draws me back against him and runs his hand under the t-shirt, across my belly. When he strokes his thumb over my bare skin, he sends those butterflies racing. “I didn’t fuck your ass, so we should be fine.”
I squeeze my thighs together. “You want to spend the night with me?”
His dark chuckle flows through me, lighting me on fire. He turns me and lifts me onto the counter before stepping between my legs. He tips my head back with his hand cupping my cheek.
“You tempt me to misbehave, but I need to let the others know.” He dips his head down and claims my lips, tasting me, conquering me. I moan into his mouth as his cock presses against my pussy. A twinge of soreness accompanies my pussy’s throb.
My hands trace the muscles on his chest. I mean, I’m already going to be sore tomorrow. I might as well enjoy myself tonight. My legs tighten on his hips.
“More?” He caresses the back of my neck.
