Page 35 of Underworld

I can’t stop the giggle that erupts from my lips. That sounds like a reaction Jace and Zane would have. I cover my mouth to try to subdue the giggle, but it doesn’t work.

Howe looks up at me with a grin. “Seriously?”

“It seems like a very Jace and Zane thing to do to tease you about their reactions. Did you really think they would hate you because of your feelings?”

He shrugs, but he’s got a light blush on his cheeks. “At the time, it seemed like a big deal. I respect the shit out of them, and I didn’t want anything to change. I didn’t want them to look at me differently.”

I move over to snuggle up against his side as he continues playing with Alec’s hair. Laying my head against his shoulder, I say, “You guys have been through too much together for something like who you love to break you apart.”

Howe sighs and replies, “Foster Fuck really messed with Alec’s head as far as relationships go. I’m not going to lie; I was a bit fucked up too. I didn’t want the only people I’ve ever cared about to see me the way Foster Fuck did.”

“I highly doubt Jace and Zane would ever look at you like the Foster Fuck did. I also don’t believe they would ever stop loving you just because you like guys.”

He hums thoughtfully. “Hetero guys just seem to get weird when they find out that you like guys. Like suddenly, you must find them attractive and want to fuck them. I didn’t want Jace and Zane to react the same way.”

I snort out a laugh. “I feel like that’s the norm. They are the same way with women. They thought that because I was a stripper, that meant I wanted their dick. Like seriously, I have standards. And you being an overbearing asshole is low as far as standards go. No thanks.”

Howe snorts. “True.” He shifts down the bed a bit to cuddle Alec and me, then kisses my forehead before saying, “You should probably go take a quick shower too.”

I look down at myself and realize that my black dress has a few tears from being shoved to the ground. I also have a few scrapes on my knees and palms from the gravel digging into my skin. Pushing myself up, I briefly press my lips against his before pulling away. “You’re probably right. I’ll be back soon.”

By the time I’m done with my shower and enter the bedroom, Howe is cuddled up to Alec, snoring softly. I look around the room in search of one of their shirts to wear. Finding one, I slip it on. I’m not about to walk naked to my bedroom to grab underwear. Looking back to the bed to see my two boys, I shrug, deciding to just slip into the bed the way I am.

Smirking, I wiggle onto the bed in between Howe and Alec. Alec’s breathing changes as he flips to snuggle my front, and Howe shifts backward a bit so I can fit between them. Howe snuggles his front to my back as he wraps his arm around Alec and me. Their smoky and leathery scents surround me, and I breathe deeply, letting it calm me. Their familiar scents make me feel safe, and my body relaxes as darkness rises to greet me.

Sometime later, I wake up feeling a hard body pressed against my front and an extremely hard bulge against my ass. Warm breath whispers against my neck. Howe seems to be still asleep. Slowly opening my eyes, I’m greeted with a smile and a pair of honey-golden eyes staring at me. Alec’s silver hair is tousled from sleep. He smirks as he says, “Good morning, Moonbeam.” His voice is still rough from sleep. Fucking sexy.

Caressing his cheek, I smile. “Good morning, Alec. Did you sleep well?”

Leaning forward, he presses his lips lightly against mine. He pulls away enough so that our lips are barely touching as he whispers, “I had an amazing night with my two favorite people.”

I grin against his lips. “Me too,” I whisper back.

He pulls away, looking behind me. His eyes meet mine again, and I see mischief sparking behind them. “Do you want to play a game?”

Arching a brow, I respond, “Depends on the game.”

“You want to help me wake Howe up?”

I giggle, and because I’m always up for a game with these guys, I ask, “What do you have in mind?”

Alec grins as he pulls away. He turns on the lamp beside the bed, which bathes the room in a warm, soft glow. He crooks his finger in a “come here” motion, and I slowly slip away from Howe so as not to wake him. I turn to look down at a sleeping Howe, and Alec stands behind me. His light-chocolate skin glows under the lamplight, and his long, black curls lay in disarray on his head. I am not usually a girl who likes facial hair, but Howe’s short goatee is sexy as fuck.

Alec grabs me and wraps me in his arms. He kisses my neck and whispers, “I was thinking I could get you nice and ready.” He slides one hand up my thigh and one under my shirt. Fuck! I forgot I was completely naked under this shirt. His fingers whisper over my lower abdomen, sending goose bumps over my skin. I suck in a breath as he continues his exploration lower. “I could get you nice and wet. Then you could wake him with your pussy wrapped around his cock.”

I moan as he slips his fingers between my folds. I know I’m already wet from just his words. His other hand slips under my shirt and massages my breasts as he caresses my clit. I groan, and Alec snickers behind me. Howe shifts a bit in his sleep before settling again, so Alec nips at my ear and whispers, “You have to be quiet, or you’ll wake him too early.”

I nod and bite my lip to keep my sounds of pleasure at bay. Alec slips one finger inside me, pumping slowly. I raise my arms and wrap them around his neck behind me. Sliding my fingers into his hair, I tug. He grunts and slips another finger inside me. I bite harder on my lip as I try to push myself deeper onto his fingers. Fuck! I need him to go faster.

I turn my head enough so that I can pull his face down to mine and devour his mouth. He groans as he slips another finger inside, fucking me with his fingers now. He moves faster as I deepen the kiss. His grip on my breast tightens, and I can’t help but rub my ass against his hard cock.

He moves his hand in such a way that he can rub my clit at the same time his fingers thrust faster inside me. Feeling myself tighten around his fingers, I bite his lower lip to stop from screaming as I come on his fingers.

He thrusts his cock against my ass and lets out a low groan. Slowly, he pulls his fingers from my dripping pussy. My eyes flutter open, and I look to find his open wide. I’m confused for a moment until I feel the wetness on my ass. Did . . . did he just come in his underwear? From finger fucking me? I grin up at him because, holy shit, does that make my ego soar.

He must see the amusement in my eyes because he growls and pulls away. He smacks my ass and orders, “Go fuck our man and wake him up.”

I can’t help my grin as he slips off the bed, removing his now-damp underwear. “I’m sure he would enjoy both of us waking him.”

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