Page 89 of On The Edge
“Do you like it? Like my cock?” I growl, shifting her knee up higher and tucking it into my chest.
“Adam!” she cries out my name, and it makes me feral.
“Yeah, Echo, are you going to come for me?”
“Yes!” She screams, her heels digging into my lower back. I speed up my movements when I feel her pussy squeeze around me.Goddamn it, I’m not going to last.
“Melody,” I groan, tucking my face into her neck, breathing heavily as I try to control myself.
“Adam! Please!” She screams, her fingers dragging down my back sharply. I know I’m going to have the marks I wanted. The slight bite of pain pushing me over, and I succumb to my own orgasm.
“Fuck, Melody,” I groan into her neck, my teeth grazing her skin as my groan vibrates against her skin. Her fingers tighten as we come together. My cum fills her, and I keep fucking her through our shared peaks.
“Adam,” she whispers breathlessly, our chests heaving against each other as we come down. I collapse on her, careful to keep myself propped up slightly so that she’s not crushed by me. Her arms wrap around me at the same time both legs do the same.
“I love you,” she whispers and I sigh happily. The weight I’ve been carrying lessening just enough to let me breathe again. “I forgive you. I forgive all of you.”
I sit up, not pulling out–not yet–and look at her. I brush my fingers over her cheek softly, reverently, and thank whatever higher power brought us back together.
“I love you, Melody. This is it for us. For me. I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for what we did, and making sure that our future is exactly how we always envisioned it.Together.”
TWENTY-ONE
A few dayshave gone by as Melody figures out her routine here with us. She spends most of the day on her tablet and phone, working our socials, and then every night she rotates bedrooms, spending a night with each of us.
“So it’s fair,” she announced with a megawatt smile so bright that we all agreed straight away because she was so happy.
Every morning she comes out of one of our rooms looking refreshed and satisfied, and starts cooking breakfast before Markus takes over with a kiss to her neck and a loving pat on the ass.
I love Melody to pieces, but she can only make toast.
And she can barely make that.
None of us have spoken up about her lack of cooking skills just yet. Whoever brings that up is going to break our honeymoon-type bubble, and none of us are ready for that to happen just yet.
Last night was Kai’s night with Mel. He comes out looking happier than I’ve seen him in a long time as he makes his way to the bathroom across the hall. We’re all happier since we got our shit together and begged her to stay with us.
The relationship dynamic isn’t as crazy as I think we all thought it would be. Aside from having to watch my friends kissing Melody, or worse, hearing the rhythmic thud of a headboard against the wall and knowing one of them is fucking her, nothing has changed really on a group level. We still have rehearsals all together, work out together, shoot the shit together, and relax together. On an individual level, we all have our own relationship with Mel and we respect the other’s relationships too. It’s really been amazing.
And that’s why I’m fucking worried about this tour.
We tell Louis today about Melody, and how she’s coming with us.
Something’s not right with him. I can’t explain it, but I just have a bad feeling. He disregarded Melody pretty quickly, treating her poorly even after we’ve told him not to, and then he sent that shitty message to Reis about her. He’s more replaceable than she is, and it’s time for him to learn that.
Speaking of Melody, two warm arms wrap around my waist as I sit at the marble countertop drinking my coffee and scrolling my phone.
“Adam,” she says as a greeting, breathing heavily against my back.
“Hey Echo, good morning,” I chuckle, holding her hands against my stomach.
“Coffee, I need coffee,” she mutters, moving around to the front of me so I can hold her while the little minx steals my drink.
“Hey!”
“I need it more than you do,” she says with zero empathy.
“I beg to differ. Today’s a big day,” I pull her in so she’s standing in between my legs and I kiss her head.
