Page 23 of Shared With His Friends
Gray eyes, blue eyes, and green eyes hold the weight of the world in them as we stand still, assessing each other. The man with the brown eyes standing behind me places his hand on my lower back and tosses my luggage on the sofa before placing his lips to the top of my head.
Dane rushes forward and gathers me into a warm embrace, spinning me around in a circle. My legs fly out around us as I release a giggle. “You’re here! It hasn’t been the same without you. We missed you.”
“Allof you?” I ask as he sets me down gently.
When I peek around his built body, Ash bites his bottom lip and asks, “You here to stay, or you going to leave again?”
My glance catches Jet, who looks so unlike himself, it’s shocking. Dark circles line his eyes, and his hair is a disheveled mess. His legs are covered in sweatpants, and an old, ratty T-shirt wrinkles over his chest. He looks shockingly handsome, so undone like I’ve never seen before. Authentic. Before I answer, he lifts his sorrowful eyes to me as if awaiting my answer.
“I’m staying,” I say firmly.
As if he’d been waiting all along for that, Ash rushes toward me and pulls me to his firm chest, his cut biceps digging around my waist before planting his lips on mine. I forgot how much I love kissing Ash. How powerful he is. What his fierce tongue does to my body, but it quickly remembers.
We’re interrupted as Wade rubs my back and laughs, “Let her breathe a minute, Ash.”
Ash slowly backs away from my face, but never breaks eye contact with me. Pressing his lips to my forehead, he whispers, “I missed you.”
Jet doesn’t move, so I sidestep the boys and head toward him. His eyebrows raise at my approach. Sliding my smooth palm into his large one, I lace our fingers together and murmur, “Can we go to your room?”
His eyes widen as he slowly nods his head before scanning the other men for their reaction. They all hit their spots in the living room and pretend to be busy setting up a video game.
When we reach the main bedroom, I shut the door and turn to Jet, who sits on the bed like he’s in trouble.
“Baddie, I-I… Amber, I’m sorry.”
“Shh, it’s okay,” I calm him and situate my hips between his open knees while stroking his hair back into place, letting my nails scrape along his scalp. “Jet, somewhere over this last year, I fell in love with you, too. I never knew you felt the same, and I wasn’t just trying towin. I wantedyou. But I couldn’t let you know that. What if you chose someone else?”
“Therewasnever anyone else, Amber. I love you. I mean, sure, those girls were hanging all over me, and at the beginning, it was a game to see if you were worth keeping around. But I’ve only wanted you. Things changed for me as I saw who you were. Your fighting spirit. Your tenacity. You never give up. And I need someone like that in my life.” His hands gently caress the backs of my thighs and rub their way up to my ass. Ever so subtly, he lifts his gaze to capture my eyes as he whispers, “I want to marry you.”
Heat hits my eyes as I softly respond, “Yes.”
One dark eyebrow curls in. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, I’ll marry you, Mr. Harrington, but on one condition.”
A large smile creeps over his lips. “What’s that?”
“I wantallof you. I’m a package deal. Despite you having the certificate and being my legal husband, I want to be married to Dane and Ash and Wade, symbolically.” Before he replies, I cut in. “Andyou can all get a round of knocking me up. Jet… I want to be shared.”
Jet’s obvious erection jumps in his sweatpants as I say the last part of my condition. “Baddie, we’ll share you every day. You’re going to be pregnant all the time. You realize that, right?”
Nodding, I smile. “Yes, I know. You all are insatiable.”
Tugging me closer, I lean over and brush my lips against him until a deep groan escapes his throat. Lifting my body off the ground, he lays me on top of him, and as his back hits the mattress, my dress slides up. Before I can squirm on him, the door flies open, and the boys all enter with loud clapping sounds and yells.
“She’s ours!”
“You’ll have to wear four rings!”
“Group wedding!”
“Group bachelor party!” The last one yelled by Wade.
Jet smirks and laughs as Wade flops down beside us, and Dane and Ash lie at our heads. “We’re going to need a much bigger bed,” Jet says.
Wade brushes some of my hair away from my face. “We can push two kings together. But I get to cuddle with her first of the week.”
“Uh, we’ll work out a schedule, big guy,” says Ash, rubbing Dane’s back before they kiss.
