Page 15 of You're ours now

Climbing out of bed, I’m utterly spent, and there’s a sense of sadness that has taken root inside me. I know the second I leave this place I’ll never experience again what I did last night. Entering the bathroom, I use the toilet, then make sure I look semi-decent before grabbing my stuff. I move toward my suitcase and find a note resting on top of it. I eagerly reach for it and glance over the words.

Was one night enough?

It wasn’t for us. Now that we have tasted you and felt that pretty little cunt, we want more.

Go home, Miss Foster.

If you want to feel the three of us slamming inside each of your holes, light a candle and leave it on your windowsill.

Make sure you want this, because we won’t stop until you use your safe word.

You’re ours now, baby.

A shiver runs through me. I already feel myself growing aroused at the idea of having all three of them inside me at the same time, but the thought quickly leaves me when I think about my three guys. There is no way they would ever be okay with random masked men coming into my room and making me scream. I close my eyes and release a sigh. It was a dream to think I would be able to have my cake and eat it too.

I take one last look at the room before stepping out into the hall. Not wanting to walk down four flights of stairs, I take the elevator to the lobby and drop the room card on the busted front desk before heading to my car. Julius wanted me to call himbefore I left, but I don’t have the heart to right now. As soon as he hears my voice, he will know something is wrong. How the fuck do I explain to him I’m sad because I got the best fuck of my life, but I’m devastated I can’t have a repeat because I live with the three of them?

I shake away my maudlin thoughts and turn the stereo up, getting lost in all things Taylor Swift and belting out the lyrics to “Look What You Made Me Do.” The drive passes quicker than I had hoped, and I take my time parking my car, then grab my things and head inside.

The moment I step into our home, I can’t help but smile at the sight of Zayne, Julius, and Storm. They’re sitting together in the living room watching some crime show. When they hear me approach, they all leap to their feet and smile, but it seems forced. Zayne is the first to greet me with an awkward hug, Julius waves, and Storm stalks from the room without uttering a word.

“Uh, I have to check something,” Zayne mutters before he disappears after Storm, and I turn to Julius with raised brows.

He shrugs and smiles, but again, it seems forced.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“Nothing!” he shouts, then cringes.

I shake my head and decide not to push it. I’m too tired to deal with whatever is going on right now.

“Right, well I’m going to unpack, then take a nap,” I reply.

Once I finish unpacking, I sit on the side of my bed and bury my face in my hands. When a knock sounds on my door, I look up to see Storm standing there looking awkward. I knew one of them would cave eventually—they always do. Though it’s not normally Storm.

“Hey,” he mutters.

“Are you okay?”

He nods. “Yeah, I wanted to see how your trip went.”

A blush instantly coats my cheeks as memories of the night before run through my mind. I clench my thighs, trying to ward off the rush of arousal.

“Just looking at you, I can tell you had fun.”

I bite my lip and try not to smile as I nod. “It was... everything,” I breathe out.

Storm smiles and this time it’s back to his usual cocky one. He stuffs his hands in his pockets and darts his gaze around my room. “You were safe?”

Rolling my eyes, I sigh. That’s such a Storm thing to ask. “I’m on birth control and everyone gets tested. It’s part of the rules of the show. I’m fine, I promise.”

My answer seems to put him at ease. “I’m glad you had fun.”

“I really did. God, it was everything and so much more.”

His brows pinch as Julius and Zayne brush past him into the room. Zayne climbs behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder, while Julius sits next to me and clasps my hand in his.

This right here is everything I could ever want. If I could have picked three guys to relive my night with, it would be them, but I know it can never happen. I don’t know how the show was aware I wanted three men. While I never openly said it, I guess I mentioned my three best friends. Maybe that’s why I got lucky and had three men there last night. God, what I wouldn’t give to experience last night again, but with my guys as the masked men.

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