Because one thing is for sure, I won’t ever be truly happy without all of them in my life.
That might make me greedy, but I can’t help how I feel. I love them.
CHAPTER SIX
WREN
Hugging Bluey, my stuffed whale, to my chest, I stare at the TV with rapt fascination. We’re watching a documentary on humpback whales, and I still can’t get over how majestic they are. I’d love to see them in real life, to get a true sense of their size.
Pete’s arm hangs around my shoulders and his fingers start drawing soft circles on my arm as he holds me to his side on the couch. At first, it feels soothing, but then a different feeling starts to spread through my body. I lean my head against his shoulder, and my hand moves from Bluey’s fuzzy blue fur to Pete’s toned chest. I start to mimic his movements slowly, my fingers gently caressing him through his shirt.
His free hand moves to my leg that’s basically resting on his, and his thumb starts to work back and forth over my black jeans on my inner thigh. The movement is innocent enough at first, before his fingers trail higher and brush over my center. Even though he’s touching me over my jeans,knowing he’s thinking about touching melike that, has my core clenching as I squirm against him.
“I’m getting hungry,” he suddenly announces loudly to the room, making me jump a little. His arm and hands hold me a little tighter, as if telling me not to go anywhere. Then he moves his hand away from my thigh and rests it across the back of the couch, leaving me a little disappointed.
“I saw a couple of restaurants across the street. Elias, why don’t you and Sly go grab us some food?”
“Who made you the boss?” Sly asks from the nearby couch, with a pointed scowl on his face. I glance up just as Pete’s head tilts toward me, his eyes on Sly as he wiggles his eyebrows.
Sly seems to take a moment to look at me, his eyes taking in the way I’m curled into Pete’s side, and no doubt noticing what is likely to be a blush on my heated cheeks.
“Although I am gettinghungry.” I swallow with a heated nervousness as his eyes bore into mine. “Dex, you’re the strongest; you should go to protect Elias and our food.” I can sense Sly’s manipulation to avoid leaving, and I try not to grin at his efforts. “Besides, you know what we all like to eat. I’d probably get something you hate accidentally, like a vegan burger.”
“No way in hell I’m eating that fake meat crap!” Dex says, jumping to his feet. I wasn’t sure what fake meat was, but I watch in amusement as he stomps over to Elias and smacks the back of his shoulder. “Come on, Eli, I’m starving now that they’ve mentioned food.” I think it’s meant to be a friendly gesture, but his strength has Elias lurching forward from where he’s hunched over his computer, and he turns to scowl at the big guy.
“Well? Aren’t you coming?” Dex asks eagerly.
Elias turns, his eyes finding mine instantly. He presses his lips together in a tight line as he takes in the way I’m sitting with Pete. Finally, he drops his gaze and nods, pushing his hair back as he stands to go with Dex. “Yeah, I’ll come.” Just before he closes the door to the hallway, he looks back over his shoulder and tells us, “Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.”
He closes the door with a resounding thump, and instantly, Pete is on me, pushing me to my back on the couch and hovering over me as his hand trails up my thigh.
“Finally, I get some private time with you.”
My eyes bounce to where Sly and Jagger have moved closer as I whisper, “Umm, Peter? I don’t think we’re alone.”
His grin is full of mischievousness. “No, not alone. But I don’t mind them seeing what I’m about to do.”
Jagger’s hand lands heavily on Pete’s shoulder, yanking him back far enough that he’s forced to look at him. He starts signing, a stern expression on his face.“Don’t take it too far.”
“Oh, don’t worry, G.I. Jagger, I won’t do any more than you did with her this morning.”
My cheeks heat as I ask, “You knew about that?”
He turns back to me, lowering his upper body to hover right over mine as he grins wildly at me. “Oh, Wren, the whole house heard what you two were up to. If you wanted privacy, you should have shut the door.”
“Dios mio!” I clasp my hands over my cheeks to hide my embarrassment, and he chuckles, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head right before he kisses me. His kiss is firm and demanding, and I’m forced to open to his prodding tongue. The way it circles mine has my core tightening as I moan against him.
First Jagger, and now Pete, they were really working meup, and if I don’t get relief soon… Well, I don’t know what I’ll do, exactly. But I won’t be happy if they leave me like this.
He moves his mouth to my neck, and I suck in some much-needed air as I beg him, “Peter! Please!”
“What do you need, angel?” he asks right before his teeth nibble on my earlobe, which sends another burst of lust straight to my center.
“I-I-I need to come. Please help me?”
He pulls back to look at my anguished face and his grin softens. “Oh, Wren, you have no idea what those words do to me.”
He rubs his hard erection against my thigh, and I moan, realizing that he likes me begging him. I wonder what it would feel like to have him inside of me. Just the thought of him thrusting his hips against mine and filling me up has me growing damp.
