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“Not that I mind, but you’re gonna get stubble burn on your thighs, baby,” I murmur before resuming my efforts, laving her pussy with my tongue and drinking in her essence.
She sucks in a breath, and I imagine they’ve just drizzled lube between her ass cheeks.Fuck.A throaty moan escapes her.Fuuuck.Her movements above me become chaotic. It’s a good thing I have a hold of her because she’s rubbing her pussy ruthlessly against my mouth and surrounding facial hair with wild abandon. My gaze wanders up her beautiful body, knowing every curve, every bit of soft skin is ours. Her hands are clenched on the headboard so tightly, they’re trembling. Her eyes shut, lips part. She’s in the moment, letting herself feel every bit of what we’re giving her.
I can tell from the strain on Duke’s face he wishes his dick was involved, but… this is about her, and I think all of us understand that. He buries his face in Lennon’s neck, kissing the skin there before he sweeps his lips down over her shoulder, releasing a guttural groan. “I can feel you clamping down on my finger, Stella Bella. So fucking good.”
Lennon stutters out a gasping breath. “Oh, fuck.” Now it’s not just her cheeks that are pink, we’ve got a whole-body flush happening, deepening at her chest and climbing up her neck.
“Give me your lips, baby.” Mason nuzzles her cheek until she turns her head. Our girl is a quivering mess as he slides the pad of his thumb over her lips before he dives in and kisses her with wild abandon.
Letting one of Lennon’s thighs free, I bring my fingers to her entrance as I continue to suck on her clit. She’s begun whimpering a bit, and I know she must be getting close. I watch her so fucking carefully as I push two digits inside her wet heat and stroke them slowly. There’s very little separating my fingers from Duke’s, and he grunts at the realization, a muffled “Fuuuck” following as our fingers continue to brush while inside our girl.
Panting now, Lennon continues to roll her hips, albeit in a much jerkier motion than before. “It’s too much. Oh, god. It’s—”
I immediately stop what I’m doing. Duke and Mason freeze as well.
Her breath shudders out, and she blinks at the sudden change of pace. “What are you doing? I’m so close. Please keep going,” she gasps, pleading with us, a dazed look in her eyes.“Please.”
I meet both Mason’s and Duke’s gazes, giving them an almost imperceptible nod. They hear me loud and clear, though.Keep fucking going.
It’s not more than a minute later when Lennon tips right over the edge, practically sobbing through the orgasm that I can feel in the quake of her legs and in the clench of her pussy. Her body clamps down so hard, Duke’s fingers and mine are squished together inside her body.
Mason gives us both a look, his brows hiked, that seems to sayJust imagine if that was your dicks in there.
My jaw works to the side as I watch Mase and Duke help Lennon off her seat on my face so she can lie down on the mattress beside me. Yeah. I think I could totally take one hole while either of them takes the other. I’d be okay with that.
A while later, my brain is still circling around the same thoughts because… well, I’m a guy who knows what I want… especially when what I want is Lennon. She’s curled up, breasts pressed against my arm, and is holding my hand at my side. This time, Mason has himself sandwiched between her and Duke.
“Am I going to have to tell you to putyourdick away this time?” Mason chuckles softly, glancing over his shoulder at his friend.
“Fuck off,” he whispers. “We were there for her. We needed to be. Doesn’t mean my dick isn’t still hard.”
I smirk, despite the now constant pain shooting through my shoulder. I’d imagine it’s probably not easy for his erection to fade while it’s nestled against Mason’s ass. I shake my head, choosing instead to focus on something semi-productive. “So, I have”—I glance down at Lennon, who hasn’t moved in several minutes with the exception of the easy rise and fall of her chest—“a question for you.”
NINE
MASON
Bear’s gota speculative look on his face, so I can only imagine where this is going. I glance over my shoulder at Duke before I meet Bear’s golden eyes with a shrug. “Shoot.”
In a low voice, so as to not wake Lennon, Bear murmurs, “We’ve all seen the fuckin’ aftermath of the nightmares Lennon has had since coming to Bainbridge, and, Mase, you’ve been there during some of them. What do you guys make of it? The things she says, the sleepwalking, all of it.”
Duke lifts up onto his elbow so he can see past me to Bear. “I’m gonna be fuckin’ honest here. The realization that Juliette has something to do with Lennon’s problems makes me really nervous.” His swallow is audible behind me. “Maybe it’s—” He stops, his gaze cast down on Lennon’s sleeping face. “What if it’s being aroundmethat’s setting her off?”
I shake my head, then shift to my back so I can reach Duke. I place a firm hand on his thigh. “Stop.” Our eyes connect, and the anguish inside him nearly knocks me out.“Don’t.”
To my surprise, Bear growls, “No, he’s right to want to try to hash this shit out,” before he seeks Duke’s gaze. “I figured you might worry about that because it occurred to me, too.” He winces, as he readjusts himself on the bed, swearing under his breath. “But fuck knows Lennon has plenty of issues to trigger her without jumping to the conclusion that it’s you, know what I mean? Maybe we’re missing something more specific.”
I look up from studying my charcoal-stained fingertips and bite my lip, momentarily distracted by the twisting pain streaking across Bear’s face as he moves.Fuck that shoulder of his.I’m surprised he hasn’t complained at all, but maybe the sex haze helped him ignore it for a bit.
Steering my brain back to the question at hand, I run my fingers gently up and down Lennon’s bicep, watching her for any signs of wakefulness before speaking. I let out a heavy sigh, hating what I’m about to say. “Duke, you know damn well dear old Dad said there were problems with her at home before he dumped her here.”
I know Duke way too well, so I feel the wave of disagreement rising at my side, making me prickle with unease. He grits out, “Yeah, but I was hardly in her life back then. To her, I was Juliette’s boyfriend, and I’d only see her every so often. Forced family time at holidays and shit.”
“Not regularly enough to be fucking causing problems, though,” Bear barks, teeth grinding.
I glance down, amazed—but relieved—that Lennon is sleeping through this. We must have worn her out. “Okay. So, set that aside for a sec. I have concerns, too. Let’s look at all angles. That first time she sleepwalked out onto the front lawn? It was after I attacked her, caught up in my own dark and disturbed shit.”
“But that’d also be the day that I laid into her, if you recall.” Duke’s eyes close before mumbling, “And the night you came upon her mid-nightmare? That was the same day I tried to give her the clothes, and she overheard me talking about her with you, Bear.”
