“I haven’t decided yet. But when I do, we can tell him together. If he likes me giving you directions, I wonder if he won’t mind some himself,” he smirks and I can see the cogs turning around in his head.
“I said I was sorry. You would have done the same if you were in my position,” Tye replies, trying to get out of trouble.
“That might be true, but you still have some making up to do.”
Tye looks over to me, big round puppy dog eyes asking me to save him. But I’m more curious to hear Mack’s plans. Instead I reach over and pat his hand. “I will be there with you when he doles out your punishment, how is that?”
“I dread to think what he’s going to come up with, Sophie,” grumbles Tye.
“Ahh my poor baby,” I tease as we all finish up our breakfasts in under ten minutes flat.
“I could get used to being fed like that,” I say as I sit back in my chair.
“There will always be someone in the apartment to feed you, Baby, I promise you,” says Mack earnestly. I glow back at him. I don’t understand the full extent of what they’re offering, but if this morning is even the tiniest of tasters, I am a goner already. Mack looks down at his watch, the only one of us who is dressed. “We should get going, Sophie, you need time and you have your date this evening. Are you still up for going out with Rory and Flynn?” he asks seriously.
“Wild horses couldn’t keep me from going. I’m looking forward to it,” I reply animatedly.
Mack looks relieved and it endears me that he is thinking of his friends when that means sharing me around even more than with just his brother.
“I’m glad,” he replies and his eyes tell me he means it. I begin to collect the plates. “I’ve got these. Go get dressed. You too, Tye,” he says as he stops me from doing a thing to clear the table.
“Thanks, Mack,” I say as I walk with Tye back to my bedroom. When we enter the room, Tye makes a grab for meand pushes me up against the wall and I feel the length of him against my stomach, making it clear what is on his mind.
“What I wouldn’t do to bend you over the bed right now, Sophie. I can’t get enough of you,” he growls as he runs his hand over my wet tangled hair. “Soon.” He lowers his mouth down my neck, kissing and sucking as he goes. When he gets to the hypersensitive part, he gently sucks and nips, melting me into the wall.
“This is not fair, you are not playing fair,” I breathe out, wanting exactly what he is suggesting.
“I’m just making sure you have something you want to come back to me for,” he says, straightening. He leans forward and kisses me passionately on the lips and then breaks away, leaving my head in a spin and my pussy throbbing for attention.
“I’ll be back for more, Tye, you had better be ready,” I say, almost panting from the kiss.
“I will be, believe me,” he states as he pulls away and starts pulling on his clothes. Reluctantly, I do the same until Mack stands in the doorway. He walks up to me and places a gentle hand around my waist.
“Have fun tonight, Baby. See you tomorrow?”
I reach up on my toes. “See you tomorrow, Master,” I reply and see the words ignite the fire that burns bright behind his eyes. He presses a soft kiss to my lips and then turns and walks through my apartment with Tye and out my front door. I sit down on my bed and take a deep breath. I am a ball of needy horniness. They did that on purpose, leaving me like this all day. I let myself lie back down on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, feeling so many emotions and sensations. Memories and thoughts and feelings collide in my brain. It’s a busy place in my head right now, I really do need to clear it. I opt to go take Snowy for a walk and see if I can work through everything I am thinking and feeling right now.
TWENTY-SEVEN
Rory
Hearing what happened last night catches both Flynn and me by surprise. But then, we can hardly be annoyed at the brothers when they hadn’t even had a taste of our Sophie until this week. Flynn and I don’t mind the addition of Tye to our pack, heck we didn’t mind when he asked back when he was building Mack’s platform. Poor guy, I did feel for him, pining after Sophie but Mack shut him down. I get it, Mack didn’t want to go in with his brother. But he has no choice now and thankfully he is onboard, because I’m not sure where that would have left all of us if he wasn’t. I look in the mirror nervously at my reflection. I’ve been with Sophie more times than anyone else, but tonight is different, tonight is a date, not a paid job. Our job this week was incredible, I lowered my guard and got lost in her. And she let me. She indulged me and I think by the end, she let her guard down too. Even though it was something as simple as her falling asleep in my arms, I know she wouldn’t have donethat if she hadn’t felt relaxed and safe. That was my privilege to enjoy, and I certainly enjoyed it. It not only made the time we spent together sweeter, it also made my feelings stronger. I’m not sure what I am going to do should Sophie decline our offer of four men and her. It does seem completely insane and if it wasn’t happening to me, I would question why that many men would be satisfied by one woman. But being in it, a part of this group of men, I’m not sure I could handle Sophie by myself or be good enough. I’m away a lot, flying around the country. The minute I’m back I list another job for the only woman I want to apply. I’ve been sharing Sophie since the minute I met her—sharing is all I know.
I look back at my reflection in the mirror and, for once, I see hope that if Flynn and I don’t fuck up our evening with her, we both get everything we have ever wanted and needed. I check my watch to see there’s fifteen minutes before we leave. I walk into the lounge where Mack and Tye are sitting, talking about the MaskedMack website. “Are you ready, mate?” Mack asks, a smile spreading across his face. We have known each other for almost three years, since the Clarendon Christmas Party. After a few drinks we’d bonded over a redheaded angel neither one of us could claim.
“Yeah I’m good mate, is Bear ready yet?”
“Nah mate, maybe he’s shaving his legs?”’
Flynn
I sit in the armchair in my room and feel a sense of calm that usually only happens with rope between my fingers. I’ve been ready for half an hour already. My body is at peace that tonight is the night. Our big hope is that we can bring Sophie home with us - or at least soon we can do that - to keep her.Everything is better when Sophie is with us, with me. I’d just about given up on finding someone until I joined the Clarendon this past year. Never did I think that a redheaded siren would blaze into my world and set it on fire. I posted one job on the job board apprehensively and I was gifted her, all doe eyed and submissive. Keeping my attraction in check was the easiest way to survive. Not allowing her to touch or kiss me during my jobs was the only way to keep her at arm’s length. I could see it in her eyes—she wanted more and that gave me hope and strength that one day things would be different. And now that day has come. Mack has done his thing, Tye has done his fucked up thing, but what is mine and Rory’s thing? What do we have to offer or bring to the group and Sophie, other than our pure passion and desire for her? I should be panicking, I’m confident Rory is. But my gut tells me she wants us, all of us, in our own ways, whatever that looks like. I hope she sees it in us at dinner because I will do anything for that woman. Come hell or high water, tonight I am going to make her mine.
I stand and leave my room to three heads turning to look back at me. “Let’s do this,” I say as Rory makes his way over to me in a few long strides.
“Seal the deal boys and bring our woman home to us,” calls Mack as we walk out of the door and take the lift down to the building's reception where Rory’s driver is waiting in a blacked out Porsche. We climb into the back of the car and sit in silence on the short drive over to Sophie’s. I have no game plan, I have no cute stories, I come as I am. But I also come with three other men who complement each other.
We pull up outside her building, Sophie is standing nervously, looking gorgeous in a mouthwatering silk green dress that hugs her curves and makes my fingers twitch to rip the thin fabric from her body. Instead both Rory and I climb out of thecar and walk up to greet her. Her eyes light up at the sight of us and she looks relieved, as if she was afraid we weren’t going to turn up. Our woman doesn’t know how stunning she is and how head-over-heels we are for her. We need to show her.
