Page 22 of Room One Hundred and Nineteen: Watching Her

“Talk?” she repeated, and my eyes softened. She was nervous but not surprised by this. If anything, I had a feeling she had been waiting for us to make a move.

God, she felt good in my arms.Because she’s ours.

Josh and Miles flanked Elena, too. Each one at her side, wrapping an arm around her. My jaw clenched when they kissed each side of her temple. Fucking hell, it was hot. The way their lips pressed against her skin made me harder than I already was the moment I stepped out of the car.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her forehead before pulling back, and my eyes locked with hers. “You smell good, gorgeous.”

“Rick, you guys, umm…” She was breathless. “What?—“

“You know what’s going on, beautiful,” Josh murmured. His lips skimmed the side of her face.

“I’m not sure…” Elena didn’t finish her sentence. Miles turned her around and tipped her head up so she would look up at him. He was the tallest of us three, so she had to look up higher.

“You know,” he pressed, and she trembled.

“Miles.” Her whispered voice was going to be the end of me. Miles shot me a look over her head.

“You know,” he repeated. She pressed her lips together. “We like you,” Miles said.

“We want you,” Josh murmured at her side.

“We need you,” I said. Each of us spoke with confidence. But Elena didn’t make a sound. She didn’t even seem to be breathing. “We don’t want to scare you off.”

“Wait.” Her hands reached for mine and Miles’ while she turned her face to look at Josh. “Is this, are you guys… are you being serious, or is this some kind of joke or prank, because if it?—"

“We would never joke about something like this. We’re serious, baby. We would never say anything we didn’t mean. Ever,” I reassured her. She might not know it just yet, but I had a feeling with the way she sought out to connect with each of us when we were in a group, she most definitely had an idea.

“You guys… you want me?” Her eyes bounced between us, slowly taking in the way we each nodded. “Why?!” she blurted, shocking the shit out of us.

“What?” “Why do we want you?” Miles and Josh asked. Her gaze locked with mine.

“You three… you could have anyone. Literally! Any strange woman off the street would chew her arm off for a ride on“—she stepped back and waved her hands at the three of us— “all that.”

“We don’t want some stranger, Elena.”

“No, instead, you want someone who is a walking hot mess? Tell me how that makes sense!” Jesus, I loved that attitude.

“You’re not a hot mess,” I argued. Her head snapped to me, giving me her attention.

“If I’m not literally the definition of a hot mess, Rick, I don’t know what I am!”

“Baby—"

“No.” She stepped back from us. “You want me for when? I mean—“ She blushed, and I shoved my hands into the front pockets of my pants to stop myself from pulling her back into my space. “The three of you want me?”

“We do,” Miles gently confirmed.

“How?” she asked cautiously.

“How?” His lips twitched, and I watched him move. Slowly. Like a predator stalking his prey. Wordlessly taunting it. Giving it the illusion that it was safe. That they weren’t a threat that was about to pounce and devour when that was exactly what he had in mind.

The moment Miles was within reaching distance, his steps quickened, and it snapped Elena into reacting. For every step she took back, Miles matched her with taking one forward. They didn’t stop until her back bumped into a wall. Miles used that to his advantage, caging Elena against it without pressing his body to hers.

“You really don’t know how we want you?” he rasped, leaning in closer. I couldn’t tear my eyes from them. I’d never seen Miles that way. His chest rose and fell like he couldn’t catch his breath, like if he spent a single second longer away from her, he’d combust. The sight was hot. I adjusted my aching cock. Miles ran his nose along hers. Both shared the same air, both breathing jaggedly. “Elena, you have to know.” His voice sounded like gravel.

“Miles,” she whispered.

“Any way you will let us have you. We will take any little scrap you want to give us,” he drawled. “We want to watch you with each of us. We want to have you together. We want to watch you fall apart over and over.” Her eyes dilated fully. Her breathing was off, like she had been running hard.

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