His mouth covers hers. She mumbles into his mouth before she succumbs to the kiss. Her fingers thread into his hair. I drain the tub and step out, opening the shower door for Luke.
He walks with her into the shower, and she gasps as the warm water cascades over her head. I step in and close the door.
“We need to get ready for bed.” My voice seems almost too loud for the space.
Her feet touch the tiles, and he lets her step away from him. She reaches up and unbraids her hair, watching us warily. Probably because we’re both sporting erections.
We have some self-control. Not much with her, but we’ve had our fill for the night.
I step under the shower and grab some shampoo. Pouring some into my hand, I pass her the bottle. She glances at Luke, but he’s busy with washing himself.
When she moves toward the shower head, I step out of the way so she can get her hair wet. Not going to lie, I’m memorizing this shit for later if I need to jerk off. The water courses down over every curve while she closes her eyes and arches her neck, running her hands through her hair.
For the moment, we’re at an uneasy truce while everyone gets clean. Neither of us touch her, because I wouldn’t be able to resist backing her against the wall and fucking her again. That’s the last thing we should do when she’s in this mood.
She believes we won’t keep her. She’s in for a surprise, because I never plan to let her go. She’s mine, and I’ll do everything in my power to make her believe it.
Harper
This shower is weird. It feels like gym class where we’re all trying to get clean. But I don’t look at the girls the way I look at these guys. I try not to make it obvious I’m ogling them. All hard sculpted muscles and large, thick cocks.
Not that they bother to hide they’re watching me. By the time I’m drying off, an aching need throbs between my legs. Both Caden and Luke wrap towels around their waists and head into the bedroom.
Luke returns a moment later with my bag.
“Thanks.” I take it, and he walks back out and closes the door.
The weight of his silence is getting to me. I’m not wrong. They’ve never claimed a girl before me. They’ve never shared a girl before me. It’s new and exciting, but that’s going to wear off. It hasto.
Alone, I put on my pajamas and get ready for bed. I braid my hair into two braids since I don’t want to bother drying it.
I don’t understand why Luke got so upset. I was being honest.
This can’t last.
I’m brushing my teeth when someone knocks.
“Come in.” I rinse and spit. Luke’s bathroom has a double vanity. I try not to think of Luke fucking me on this vanity. Separate water closet. Tub and shower. It’s a lot bigger and nicer than mine.
Wearing his boxers, Caden wanders in and stops at the second sink, setting down a bag. He pulls out a toothbrush and toothpaste and gets to work. Our eyes meet briefly in the mirror before I put away all my things in my toiletry bag.
I put away my toiletry kit and bring my bag into Luke’s bedroom. Luke’s at his desk working on his computer. Okay, I’m not sure why, but it feels like they’re giving me the cold shoulder.
I should be used to it. They ignored me for years before this.
Maybe I’m just self-conscious after tonight, but they took care of me. It was actually sweet how Luke carried me and Caden bathed me. We took a shower together, but no one touched me or said anything.
It feels weird to be the first one to talk. After all, I’m the one who said they’d drop me. This is more proof they only need me for one thing.
I go to my backpack and pull out my textbook. The reading isn’t due tomorrow, but it’s good to get ahead. I finished all my homework earlier, figuring I wouldn’t have time tonight. But it’s still early, and apparently Luke has homework.
I didn’t really get a good look around when Luke fucked me against the wall earlier. After our shower, we were in a rush to get downstairs to the others. His bedroom is almost as large as Caden’s. His king-sized bed sits against the wall opposite the bathroom. Next to the bathroom is his desk, and on the opposite wall is a small couch. His backpack is tossed on it with some clothes.
Those clothes are the only things out of place. I’m surprised, because I thought guys’ rooms were supposed to be messy. Not Luke Foster’s room.
Clutching my book to my chest, I head toward the bed and climbonto it. It’s like a fucking cloud. I’m tempted to lie down on it, but instead I sit cross-legged in the center and open my book.
Earlier, I was exhausted, not even able to keep my eyes open, but now I’m wide awake. Aware I’m going to sleep with two guys again. Last night, we went to sleep. Is that what will happen tonight?
