I drop my head to her shoulder, really,reallynot wanting to have to move from this spot. Her arms are warm and strong as she holds me, and she makes me feel whole. Like I don’t have to put on a show to keep her happy. I can just beme.
There’s a loud knock at the door again, this time, it’s so hard it makes the hinges jiggle.
“Get out here,” Adam growls.
“We better go before they break down the door,” she says and I groan. Reluctantly, and very involuntarily on my part, I might add, I slip out of her and roll to my back, covering my face in my hand dramatically.
“They can’t give me ten minutes to enjoy this some more?”
Melody curls against me and kisses my chest. “There will always be more, lover.”
She slips her finger down her front, I watch with rapt attention as she slips her finger through our mixture of cum at her entrance, bringing it to her lips to taste.
“Hmm,” she hums, licking her lips. My eyes turn hungry again, and my spent cock twitches for more. I know I’ll always want more of her. Turning, I go to kiss her, but she stands up and winks teasingly.
“Next time,” she whispers, slipping into my bathroom and closing the door.
Dropping back fully against the mattress, I sigh. I’m so fucking gone for this girl and gladly, willingly, longingly so.
SIXTEEN
Storming into the living room,I stand in front of the window with my back to everyone.
I know we said we’d share. I know that. I know that she has feelings for all of us and that there is nothing wrong with it.
I just didn’t expect to feel this much jealousy when she’s with someone else one-on-one.
Hearing her scream for Markus, knowing that he was fucking her, it makes me feel unsteady. Not in a way that I want to kill him for touching her, but because I want to be there with her. I want to hold her, and make her screammyname again.
Is this considered jealousy? Or just FOMO?
I put my hand against the warm window, looking out at the bustling city. I love it here. As much as I hated leaving Oklahoma how we did, I’ve always wanted to be based in New York City. The skyscrapers, the energy bursting at all hours, the inspiration at every turn, the opportunities… The reasons I like it here are endless.
But if I could have a wish, it would be that Mel had been with us from the beginning. It would’ve been so different. For the better.
Sighing deeply, my breath fogs up the window. It looks like it’s going to rain, as it does frequently here. The clouds are gray and heavy. Honestly, I love it when it rains. It’s soothing and fits my stormy demeanor.
“Well, well, well,” Kai says loudly, slapping his leg and drawing my attention back to the group. “Look at those marks. Woooo,” Kai whistles lowly as Markus enters the kitchen and grabs a water bottle before turning to face Kai with an expression that screams, ‘grow up’.
Markus' lips are red and puffy, no doubt tasting like Melody. There’s no way he had time to shower, so I’m sure if I get close enough I’d be able to smell her cum on him.
Fuck, I close my eyes and internally groan, remembering how she smelt on my face, how she tasted on my tongue. God, I need her again.
“Shut up, Kai,” Markus snaps, stuffing his hands in his pockets, before pulling on a white shirt, and failing to look humble.
“So, that’s all of us then?” I ask, looking around at the guys, but then Reis walks in with his head hanging low.
“All but one,” Kai says quietly.
“Yes, yes, I’m well-fucking-aware,” Reis says angrily. He plops onto the couch, kicking his leg onto the coffee table. “I need to talk to her. To you all too.”
The way he says that immediately puts me on edge.
“What did you do?”
Reis looks at me with wide eyes and opens his hands. “Why do you say it like that?”
I shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose with my thumb and forefinger. “Because Reis, when it comes to Melody, you tend to do stupid shit, and then try to fix it later. Just once, I hope you’ve thought it through andthentook action. We won’t lose her now.”