Page 63 of Refusing Kendall

“Kendall?” he asks, coming to the realization that I’m not one of the guys fucking with him. He reaches for me before I even have a chance to answer. I ease down on the bed beside him, and he carefully wraps an arm around me, “You okay, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” I answer honestly. “I just miss you still.” He doesn’t comment on being with me just hours before. I’m simply tucked tighter into his body, which works in my favor. Moving my lips to his chest, I hear as well, as feel his sharp intake of breath.

“We can’t,” he reminds me, but there isn’t very much conviction behind his words.

I keep kissing his chest anyways. Pushing harder, I take his nipple into my mouth and give it a short nip. He groans and moves a hand to the back of my head to hold me there, “Fuck.”

His mouth meets mine halfway when I pull back.

“Please,” I beg.

In the next moment, he’s on top of me pressing my back into the mattress. Even when he’s not touching me though, it still hurts. A soft cry escapes me when he accidently nudges my stomach.

“Shit,” he curses. “I told you we can’t do this yet. There’s so much of me, that I’ll hurt you.”

Tears slip out of my eyes, and he curses again. Laying on his back, he gently moves me until I’m straddling his hips. One quick flick of his hand and the lace of my panties gives away under his strength. I’ve taken to wearing one of their button downs since it’s easier than pulling a shirt over my head, and I’m thankful for it now as he slips the buttons loose to bare my body to him. Chill bumps break out over my body as his hands skim as much skin as they possibly can. It makes my nipples hard, which he takes full advantage of with his huge hands.

He groans again, “Damn it, Kendall. You’re so fucking beautiful, sweetheart.”

My heart melts into a puddle, and I move against him. I thank my lucky stars when he finally pulls his boxers down and guides himself inside of me. We both sit there for a second enjoying the feeling of each other again.

“I love you, Grant,” I smile down at him.

He answers with his own, “As I love you, pretty girl.”

I try to move against him like I did moments ago, but with him inside of me like this and not being able to lean down, I realize that I can’t without it hurting really bad. The last thing I need is to get an ‘I told you so’ from Maverick, or worse him pick a fight with Goose.

“Can you help?” I ask him.

His hands close around my waist, but even with how strong he is, it’s still hurting from trying to keep my back up. If I try to lean over it hurts even worse. Fuck. Those stupid tears flood my eyes again. I can’t even make love to any of them the way that I want. I know that I’m being completely irrational and a big baby, but I can’t seem to stop it.

“Sweetheart, don’t cry,” he says, running his hands up the sides of my thighs. “It’s okay. We just need to wait a little longer.” Common sense says he’s right, but I can’t make the stupid tears stop.

There’s a quiet knock at the door, and I know it’s going to be Mav with his I told you so, but I can’t move without Goose’s help.

To my surprise, it’s Teagan. He doesn’t say anything as he closes the door behind him and walks over to the bed. I watch over my shoulder as the tattoos across his side and arm flex as he crawls up behind me. The warmth of his chest radiates straight through the shirt on my back.

When his lips find my ear, I lean further back into him, “My door was open, and I heard you crying, sweets. Need some help?”

As much as it stings to admit it, I nod my head. His lips make a fiery trail down the side of my neck as his hands come up to cup my breasts. Looking down at Goose, I see him watching us with his eyes half closed. T braces my back against him as he helps me move against Goose. The pain is still there, but it’s nowhere near as bad as it was.

Goose’s hands are still at my hips as Teagan’s are wrapped around me in a way that grounds me to him. When T’s blond hair falls over my shoulder, I can’t help but to reach up to run my fingers through it. They pick up the pace and before long, I’m crying out as Goose shudders underneath me. I turn my face to Teagan for a kiss that he doesn’t disappoint in giving me.

He even helps maneuver me back into a position on my back in the bed. With him on one side and Goose on the other, I can finally say that I’ll be able to sleep again. Both me and my boys are home.

TEAGAN

I lay awake for hours next to Kendall and Goose. Normally I’d need something to keep my brain busy if I’m sitting awake like this, but just being able to watch her sleep peacefully is enough for me. Not to mention the mental replay of what went down a few hours ago. I really was lying in bed and couldn’t sleep. It’s been a regular occurrence lately. Unless Kendall is next to me, I always get some crazy anxiety about her not being there when I wake up. Since Mav made us agree not to do anything physical with her because of her injuries, and she’s been all over us, I didn’t trust myself to be alone with her.

When I saw her sneak in here, I knew that she’d find a way to break him. What shocks me the most is I didn’t have any jealousy towards him for it. Still don’t. It was her choice who she came to first, and I respect that. Those soft sniffles coming through his door did me in, though. It didn’t take long, so I knew it could only mean one thing.

I half-assed expected them to throw me out on my ass for offering. I know that Goose and Lucas are with her together sometimes, but I wasn’t sure how they’d feel if it was me instead of him. Neither one of them balked at the idea, even though his probably had more to do with making her happy than anything. Though, I can’t recall Goose being shy about anything having to do with his body growing up. Lucas has always been a weird one too. I’m glad we’ve got someone that can keep up with all of us.

She sighs in her sleep and reaches for me. I link my fingers with hers as I watch her breathing even back out. My mind gradually drifts back to my previous thoughts. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel watching her fuck him. I’d help her if I could, and I’d try to keep the monster at bay, if it tried to take over, but there was nothing but how much I fucking care about the both of them. I wanted his happiness just as much as I wanted hers. If I’m going to be honest, I’ll admit to anyone that asks it was sexy as fuck, too. Now I see why the three of them are together more often than not. There’s just something about watching one of your best friends fuck the girl that belongs to both of you. Jumping to the impossible, I wonder what it would be like to join the three of them, or even getting Mav in on it too. That sounds too much like a sausage fest, and I don’t think Mav would go for it, unless it made her happy.

The constant rambling in my head is broken by Goose’s cell vibrating on the table behind my head. We don’t snoop in each other’s business, but we don’t keep secrets either. So, I have no qualms about unlocking his phone to read the text that just came through. I try to not laugh when I read it. Putting it back behind me, I wake Goose up as carefully as I can without disturbing Kendall.

His head jerks up, and he levels me with a glare. I motion towards the door, and he lets out a silent groan. I almost lose it then. Getting up first, I watch as he covers the rest of her body up before following me out the door.

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