Page 6 of Brandishing Beginnings

At some point, a pair of feet settled on either side of mine under the table, and they absently rubbed their foot against my own, basically playing footies at twenty-something years old. I left my feet there, letting them do whatever they wanted. I had a feeling that when it came to these three men, it was only the beginning of letting them do what they wanted.

After dinner, all five of us helped Lita clear the table and clean the kitchen. It wasn’t until everything was spic and span did Marcos say, “Ma, we’re gonna take a walk.”

Lita rolled her eyes. “Uh huh.”

Kara laughed and pressed a kiss to her mother’s cheek. “You could join us.”

Lita just shook her head, a smile on her face. “You kids have fun.”

“Come on,” Kara said to me, passing me my coat.

“Where we going?” I asked, confused.

Jason chuckled behind me; his deep cadence awfully close to my ear. I couldn’t help the shivers that ran down my spine.God damn his voice is fucking hot. “Don’t worry, we’ll protect you.” His voice was deep and sensual—erotic.

“But who’s going to protect me from you?” I glanced at him over my shoulder, watching as the big bad wolf licked his lips, hisgray eyes baring into my soul, before a slow sinful smile stretched across his mouth.

“Something tells me, darlin’,” he drawled, keeping his voice low as he leaned closer to me. “That you could handle us, just fine.”

A gasp left my lips before I could I stifle it.

He winked—he fucking winked at me—making my heart pound in my chest.

“Come on, girl.” Kara pushed my coat at me, breaking the spell Jason held me under.

I blushed like a fucking schoolgirl and quickly turned to face my friend. Kara was smiling, as she tugged me forward.

I caught Marcos’s smirk, as he watched me from the door. His dark eyes tracked my movement. I didn’t know where we were going or why, but I would gladly follow them into hell.

A few minutes later we were walking through the parking lot to a spot they apparently all knew very well: behind the dumpsters, along the side of the building. “You could’ve just said we were going to smoke.” I rolled my eyes when Marcos pulled out a blunt.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Nico asked. He came up beside me and bumped his shoulder against mine.

I grinned and shrugged. “All about the cloak and dagger?”

Nico smirked. “Something like that.”

Jason chuckled softly as he settled on my other side. My panties were soaked. Every damn time the man spoke or laughed, my fucking pussy gushed for him. I met Kara’s gaze across from me inthe little circle we made. My friend just smiled broadly, and I knew we would be having words later, when no men were around.

Kara might have been OK with something happening between Marcos and I, but tonight was amping up to be a whole different scenario all together. All three of them would not stop smiling or flirting or even touching me at times. The damn passing of dishes had turned into a way to slide their fingers along mine.

“Here.” Nico nudged my shoulder with his, before he was pressing the blunt into my hand.

I wrapped my fingers around it and brought it to my lips. I took a deep drag, trying not to blush at the thought that both Marcos’s and Nico’s lips were on the paper before mine. It was slightly damp, but thankfully neither one of them had saturated the thing. There was nothing worse than someone wetting the paper with too much saliva.

I slowly exhaled the smoke that filled my lungs, tilting my head back so I blew the smoke up and not straight at Kara’s face. I turned to hand the blunt to Jason, but he gently pushed my hand back. “Hit it again.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I took another quick drag, sucking deeper this time, before I passed it to him. I held in the smoke as long as I could, before I was hit with a coughing spell, smoke exhaled from my lungs as I coughed deeply. I covered my mouth, trying to stifle the noise of my coughs, as to not give away what we were all up to behind the dumpsters.

A hand rubbed my back as I slowly regained my breath. “Fuck,” I muttered.

Jason chuckled next to me, blowing out a smooth stream of smoke as he handed the blunt to Kara. A hand on my shoulder, squeezed the tender spot where my neck met my shoulder, and yanked me to the side. I jumped slightly as I was pulled against Jason’s hard body. “Easy,” he murmured into my ear.

I shivered in response to his touch and the way his voice drove me utterly crazy.

“Cold?”

I shrugged a shoulder and glanced at Marcos and Nico. Both men were watching me intently, as Jason still had his arm around me, holding me against his warm body. Marcos’s dark eyes were hungry as they drank me in, while Nico had a playful grin on his face as he let his eyes roam over me—not that he could see much with my coat on.

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