My heart did more of the ditzy stuff it’d been doing. “Your plans?”
He groaned. “I have some calls to make and some family stuff before karaoke tonight.”
“Oh, yeah. Karaoke.” I scratched my nails against his beard, loving the feeling of his stubble. “Maybe you’ll get up and sing for everyone, huh?”
“Or maybe I’ll have a stroke and die instead. Either one sounds like about as much fun.”
I laughed until I glanced up and saw Lucas stumbling into the room, and it turned into a gasp. He looked like he’d gone three rounds with a tiger and lost. His chest was scratched all to hell and back, some of them angry looking. I covered my mouth with my hand as tears instantly peppered my eyes.
Andrew glanced over at his brother and chuckled. “Don’t worry, baby. It’s not as bad as it looks.”
Lucas rubbed his hand over them and sank onto the couch next to us, reaching for me. After pulling me into his lap, he hugged me tightly. “There’s a reason I wanted to be on bottom, Cupcake. Your nails are vicious, and I like them. I like these marks just as much as I like looking at my marks on you.”
I ran my hand over them and ignored the tears streaking my cheeks. “I hurt you. I’m so sorry. I don’t even remember doing this.”
Andrew swore and reached over to wipe the tears from my face. “Fuck, I don’t like seeing you cry.”
“Cupcake. I’m wearing badges of just how fucking good we made you feel. I like it a little rougher than the other two, anyway.” He ran his hands over my hip, where a bruise was showing. “Should we feel like shit for this?”
I looked at the bruise and shook my head. “I like how you hold me.”
“Then don’t feel bad about these marks. I plan on you leaving many, many more.” Lucas suddenly grinned and looked over at his brother. “Guess what I heard when I woke up for a minute this morning?”
“Was it the sound of Warren fucking our Cupcake in the shower? Because I’m pretty sure the dead in Canada would’ve heard it if not for these beautifully soundproofed walls.”
I gasped. “No!”
Lucas laughed. “Yes. You’ve got a set of lungs on you. If we’re ever someplace not so well protected, we’re going to have to find a gag for this sexy mouth of yours.”
Andrew grinned. “Plenty of gags around here. Two within touching distance.”
I frowned. “You’re not mad about this morning?”
“Hell no. I liked hearing you come, knowing that Warren was pleasing you.” Lucas shrugged. “Would I always like to be involved if it means touching you? Yes. Do I need to be involved every time? Again, yes. Do Ihaveto be involved every time? No. You’re in charge here. You take who you want.”
I shifted. “I’m in charge?”
Andrew nodded. “I know we’re bossy once you give us the green light, but if you are hesitant, at all, we don’t touch you. You have all the power, Cupcake. You’re in control.”
“I thought you liked to be in control.”
“I didn’t say it was easy that you’re in control. It’s just how it is. I’m a selfish asshole and I wish I could push you into doing exactly what I want, but I won’t. It’s got to be you picking us.”
I dramatically threw my forearm over my eyes and sighed. “This is a lot to take in.”
Andrew laughed and gave me a kiss on the forehead before standing. “I’ve got to get ready for the day. Can I talk you into taking a shower with me, too?”
I looked down at his naked body and sucked in a sharp breath. Yeah, he wouldn’t have to talk me into much. I climbed out of Lucas’s lap and took Andrew’s hand. Then, I reached down to take Lucas’s hand, too. “Coming?”
They both followed me to the bathroom, smiles twisting both of their mouths. I’d made them happy, and that feeling was everything.
Andrew had to leave for work after our joint shower, but he didn’t look like he really wanted to. Lucas went to my room and got clothes for me to put on and then we lounged around on Andrew’s couch and talked about our work and lives while eating room service. I was happy to spend the day curled into his side. Hands wandered at times, and we christened Andrew’s couch a time or two before it was time for me to go back to my room to get ready for karaoke.
It had become so normal to be surrounded by the triplets, or at least one of them, that being alone in my room felt strange. No one grabbed my hand, or ass, when I moved around the bed, and I changed without receiving an orgasm for it. They’d grown on me so fast that it was a little overwhelming. Thinking about it too much would just send me spiraling, so I ignored the feeling of panic that ran right under the surface.
I dressed in my new lingerie and a new dress before heading down to the restaurant for dinner. I’d gotten a text from Andrew telling me to meet him there before he was forced to listen topeople singing poorly for a few hours. I was so excited to see him that I walked right past Mark without even noticing him until he’d reached out and took my arm.
“Hey, you. Where are you off to so fast?” His smile was friendly, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I missed getting a dance with you last night.”
