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“So, you got what you wanted?” Zayne purrs as he places a kiss on the side of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. I fight my body’s reaction, managing not to tilt my head and grant him better access.

“Y-yeah,” I answer, a bit shy now that all three of them are staring at me with wicked glints in their eyes. “What did you guys do while I was away?”

Zayne stiffens behind me. Julius’s grip on my hand tightens, and Storm refuses to look at me. Weird!

“I worked all day yesterday, then came home and fucked Zayne, so not much,” Julius answers.

I nod on autopilot. “What about you?” I ask Storm.

He slowly drifts his gaze back toward me and smiles, but there is a heat in his eyes that I’ve never seen before. “I got to live out my lifelong dream.”

My mouth pops open. Before I can ask what he means, he turns and walks away.

“I have a gig out of town tonight. Julez and Storm are coming with me, so you’ll have the place to yourself for the night,” Zayne says.

A pang of jealousy hits me. “I’m not invited?”

Zayne smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. What the heck happened while I was away? They are acting weird around me.

“We thought you would be exhausted and might want to catch up on sleep. Didn’t think you’d be up to it. You know you’re always welcome to come if you want.” He places a kiss on my cheek, easing my worries.

I melt into him, enjoying his embrace. His hugs always make me feel content. “Nah, you’re right, I’ll stay home and read a book, then crash early. I have a wedding this weekend, so I need to be well rested.”

Zayne smiles and kisses my forehead before leaving, then Julius gives my hand a squeeze and follows Zayne.

I feel guilty for lying to them, but there’s no way I am going to waste my chance. I never get the place to myself, so tonight I’m lighting that fucking candle!

Chapter Nine

Julius

I saw it in her eyes the moment Zayne told her we were going away for the night. She’s going to light that fucking candle. The knowledge I’ll get to be inside her again in mere hours has me rock hard. I stalk into Zayne’s room without knocking and find him standing with his cock gripped in his hand. When he sees me in the doorway, no doubt looking stunned, he smirks.

“Close the door and get on your fucking knees.” His tone is gruff and filled with need.

Much like me, he’s excited and craving Mellie again. I close the door and stalk toward him, then drop to my knees before him and open my mouth. Zayne doesn’t play around; he immediately thrusts forward and fills my mouth with his cock. I groan when the taste of his precum hits the back of mythroat. We need this. I need him to help me take the edge off before tonight. I grip his thighs, digging my fingers into the firm muscles as I bob up and down on his dick. He palms the back of my head as he tries to guide me, but he’s too excited and his movements are sloppy.

He won’t last.

“Fuck, just like that, baby. I’m going to come down your throat, and then you’re fucking my ass.”

I growl my approval.

As I expected, he comes a minute later and I swallow every fucking drop, loving the taste of him. He and I have both dated in the past, but neither of us was serious with anyone—for two reasons. One, we would never give up what we share for anyone, and two, we’re both in love with Moo. She is the only person we know who would accept us craving each other, yet never get jealous of the bond we share. However, both of us are too scared to make a move on her. Zayne, because he won’t risk losing her, and me, well I’m a pussy. And then add in the complication of Storm.

Zayne uses his grip on my hair to pull me to my feet, then slams his lips to mine, tasting himself on my tongue. I love how dirty he can be. He reaches out without breaking the kiss and pushes my sweats down enough to free my cock. When he wraps his hand around my shaft, I hiss.

“Fuck, I loved watching your cock disappear inside her pussy.”

“Fucking her and feeling you at the same time made me come so fucking hard,” I murmur as he slides his hand along my cock. I can’t take any more and slap away his hand. He groans, then releases me to bend over the edge of his bed. Fuck, the sight of him ready and waiting has more precum coating the head of my cock. I reach into his side drawer to retrieve the lube, squirting some onto my cock, and stroking myself before pressingforward. Zayne moans as I push inside his ass. Normally he’s the one to top, but last night he saw the shift inside me.

Most of the time I submit to him, but today he needs me to take control, and I’m all too willing to obey. When I sink balls deep inside him, my grip on his hips turns bruising. Fuck, he feels perfect.

“I won’t last, I’m on the edge,” I grit out through clenched teeth.

He peers over his shoulder and smirks. “Then fuck me hard and fast so we can be ready to fuck our girl tonight.”

His words trigger a haze that washes over me as images of him fucking Moo last night flash through my mind. I draw almost all the way out before slamming back inside him. It causes his bed to scrape along the wooden floor, but neither of us gives a fuck that Mellie and Storm can hear. They both know we fuck, and Zayne and I have heard Mellie getting off to the sounds we make. My thrusts are brutal, but Zayne takes everything I give him, grinding back against my cock, and forcing a growl of approval to escape me.

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