“I think Lucy could use some time back at the house to unwind. Everybody agree?”
Mav smirks at her and pulls her tight against him. “Yeah, I think our girl would like to unwind while naked.”
Stella giggles as she grabs my thigh affectionately. “You guys think everything should be done naked.”
She’s right. There are few things I enjoy as much as our ladies beneath me, taking my cock. Maybe Gage taking it. See, everything is better naked.
LUCY
Mav keeps kissing me, and telling me how hot it was that I stood up to them, but the whole time we’re driving away, all I can think is, what the hell did I just do? They’re my family. My parents. They raised me, and I just threw it back in their faces like I don’t appreciate it, or love them. Oh my god, I just basically told my parents to suck it.
I don’t even realise I’m crying, but suddenly Mav is kissing tears away, and Stella is leaning over the seat to rub my shoulders. Why am I crying? This is what burning a bridge feels like, this is what it feels like to throw away your birth family, and it’s terrifying.
“They’ll hate me,” I whimper, burying my face in Mav’s chest as he pulls me tight against him. I thought I’d cried all my tears, but I just found more, and they won’t stop.
“We’re nearly back at the train station,” Gage says quietly, and the fact that he’s doing anything quietly says a lot. He’d been ready to kill them, both he and Sebastian had been, and I know it was right to stop them, but now I have a brand-new fear.
“Oh god, they’ll call the police!”
There’s silence for a moment, and then everyone starts talking, but Gage shouts over them until we all shut up.
“If the police come, we’ll deal with it. We survived the police back home, and they had guns, for fuck’s sake. We’ve got this. Just let’s get back to the house and we can deal with whatever happens next.”
“Personally, I think we all need to fuck,” Mav says, tilting my chin up so he can grin wickedly at me. He always knows how to set my heart at ease, and jokingly or seriously talking about sex usually does it, but if my parents call the police, we’re going to be in all kinds of shit. Take for example the fact that my stay in the US hasn’t exactly been legal, and oh yeah, we’re with kidnapperswho raped us. Wow. That sounds so weird now, because they’re so much more than that. I catch Mav’s hand as it releases my chin.
“Did you mean what you said?”
“That I’m gonna tongue-fuck you? Or that we all need to fuck?” I roll my eyes at him, but Stella’s way ahead of me.
“She means about marriage.”
Mav’s eyes widen dramatically, and he looks straight at Gage, as we all do, and Gage’s scowl tells us all we need to know. He’s right too. How can any of us get married, when there are five of us together? It’s insane, and it’s not even necessary. I open my mouth to tell them that, when the driver speaks up a little warily. He must be wondering what the fuck this is all about, and if we’re insane.
“We’re here, uh… is she okay?”
Gage takes overpaying him, and probably spinning him a line, while the others pretty much manhandle me out of the car, and to the platform, since we bought return tickets. Ugh, all that and now I have to get back on the damn train. What a day, and it’s not over yet. Anything could happen next. The police. Rampant sex. Gage Rage. Pretty much anything. What if that visit to my parents messes this up for all of us, because it opens up cans of worms we’ve been firmly keeping closed?
CHAPTER TEN
GAGE
The other guys seem to like it here okay. Stella is obsessed with all things British. And I fucking hate it here. Why would anyone choose to live here? It’s worse than New York City and I hate it there too. Why on earth it should take thirty-seven minutes to go ten miles, I don’t have a goddamn clue. It makes me edgy and if this driver doesn’t find a way out of traffic, he’s going to see things he’ll never be able to unsee. Namely my dick in Sebastian’s ass and my mouth on Lucy’s pussy. Our girl needs some stress release after the bullshit with those people she calls her parents. I do hope they come around for her sake, because it’s what she wants. However, if she’d allow it, I’d be more than happy to slit their throats, because nobody should ever be allowed to speak to her like that. At one point I thought the choice would be taken out of my hands. I was sure Sebastian was going to end the father. I grin to myself as I think about it. Yeah, that was fucking hot.
When we finally pull up to the house, I groan in annoyance, because it took way too fucking long. Everybody gets out of the vehicle while I sign the credit card slip. I join them inside after the driver pulls away and hear both our women declaring they need drinks.
Stella heads to the kitchen, no doubt to make a pitcher of Margaritas. Mav takes Lucy's hand and walks over to the sofa and pulls her onto his lap. I sit on the other side and motion to Sebastian. “Come here, Pretty Boy.”
He walks over to me with a smirk on his face, leaning over me, he presses his lips to mine and slides his tongue into my mouth. I grab him on either side of his face and bite his bottom lip before continuing to devour him, and then Stella ruins it all, “I’ll be there in a minute. You better not be fucking without me.”
We weren’t, but we would’ve been in a matter of minutes. And I don’t think Mav and Lucy were far off either, with the way he’s pawing at her. His expression says it all, dark and full of need. Sebastian chuckles as he takes a seat beside me.
STELLA
I walk into the room carrying a tray of drinks and set them down on the coffee table. I hand Lucy and Maverick a Margarita, and two beers for Sebastian and Gage, and then I get a Margarita for myself. Gage and Sebastian will drink whatever I give them, but I know they prefer beer over girly drinks. Maverick doesn’t really care either way. I take a sip of my drink and Sebastian calls me over to him, so I sit beside him.
Gage blurts out, “Have we done everything to you girls that you want, or do you have unfulfilled fantasies?”
Both Lucy and I giggle, but it’s me that speaks up, “I want to see one of you fuck Maverick.”