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I feel fucking sick at the sight before me. He may not be mine, but my brain didn’t put two and two together that he could be someone else’s. No, I know he doesn’t havesomeonebut that doesn’t mean he’s a monk. He’s free to touch and fuck whoever he wants. I just didn’t realize it would be here, in front of me.
It doesn’t have to be, I remind myself. I’m the one choosing to watch. And I am watching, because for whatever reason, I can’t tear my eyes away. The woman’s body begins to shake and he hasn’t even touched her yet. Nyx alternates licking, sucking, and flicking her folds and clit with his tongue, never once breaking eye contact with me. The whole thing pisses me off and turns me on in equal measure.
No one has ever gone down on me like this, nor have I ever made sounds of such intense pleasure, except the other day in the gym with Maddox and Gage. But never with someone’s face between my thighs. It’s oddly erotic to watch, even if it does make me want to stab him, and her.
Her moans are so loud that I’m surprised she hasn’t woken up the house. Nyx doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest. He arches an eyebrow at me as if daring me to say something or to run away. I stand taller, crossing my arms over my chest and gritting my teeth. I will not cower to this asshole’s games.
His face falls like he’s irritated that I’m not more bothered, that I’m not running or crying.
He’s trying to hurt me.
Nyx drags his eyes away from me and closes them before he really digs in. He feasts on her cunt like it’s his favorite meal. He finally gets his hands involved, spearing her wet pussy with two fingers. The moans turn into screams of pleasure as he fucks her with his hand. The sounds from her mouth, her arousal, and his tongue bounce off the walls, filling the space.
I pull my eyes away from where his tongue connects to her body, dragging my eyes down his body. He’s bent over, resting a knee on the couch and his other foot on the floor. From the dim light, I can make out the fact that he’s wearing the same thing he was wearing earlier.
I can also make out the hard and protruding cock sticking out of his unbuttoned pants. Seeing it washes over me like an ice-cold bath.
He’s turned on by this woman.
Of course he is, she’s beautiful. And he’s going to fuck her after this. I cannot, will not, watch that. Turning away quickly, I dash back to my room, running from Nyxon and the heartache he causes me for the second time tonight.
Maddox
I’mrespondingtoworkemails on my phone when an obvious female sound filters in through my open bedroom door.
I’ve been keeping my ears open, listening for Ella. I wanted to chase after her earlier, to check on her, make sure she was okay. But Gage convinced me to give her space, to let her come to us. I reluctantly agreed. But then Stone couldn’t take it anymore and surprisingly, she let him in.
My kneejerk reaction was to bulldoze my way in after him or to toss him aside so I could crawl into bed with her and hold her. But then I realized how much my brother needed that moment. After yesterday, the call from Nyx in a blind panic, the crazy drive back to the bay, being unsure what state we’d find either of them in. And the realization that she is who she is, even if that’s still somewhat of a mystery. It was all a lot.
More than that though, because she is who she is, I know that Stone really needed that time alone with her. He needs the reassurance that he can rebuild something with his childhood crush and best friend. The girl with black hair and freckles, who stole his heart and mended his wounds only to disappear into thin air. He needs to find her again, even if it means starting over from scratch and building a new friendship.
So here I’ve been, in my bed, on my phone, hoping that she will reach out and needmenext.
Fucking pathetic.
The feminine voice morphs into a moan and I shoot up in bed. What the fuck? A growl instantly works its way up my throat.
Who and the hell is makingmygirl make those sounds? I jump out of bed and throw some sweats over my boxers before storming out of my room. Looking down the hall, I see Gage and Stone’s doors are closed but Nyx’s is open. I quickly walk over and look inside. The light is off and it’s empty. Clearly, he hasn’t come home from where ever he fucked off to after his tantrum earlier.
The moaning gets louder and so does the beating of my heart. I turn and quickly bolt down the long hallway that houses all of our bedrooms. I get to the end and turn to the stairs, taking them two at a time. I make it to the first floor and can hardly see what’s in front of me. The room is all one big space, the living room, kitchen, and dining area are all combined, only separated by furniture.
The kitchen light is on, bathing the entire space in a dim, warm glow. I immediately see Ella standing behind the couch. A grief-stricken look on her pretty face. She doesn’t see me though, her eyes never breaking contact from the scene on the couch. Before I even really realize what’s happening, she’s running from the room once again.
My jaw ticks with the need to fix whatever and the fuck has my girl so upset for the second time today. Looking down at the couch as I step further into the room, my jaw tick turns into full-blown rage. Nyx has his face buried in some chick’s cunt, eating her out like he’s being paid to do it.
I want to fucking kill him for hurting Ella like this. He knew doing this would hurt her, not to mention the fact that bringing another woman here is against our fucking rules. He knows, he just doesn’t care. I want to be understanding of whatever Nyx is obviously going through, but I can’t right now.
I want to throw the bitch out and make my best friend bleed. But more than that, I want to check on my girl. I want to be the one to comfort her and I don’t want to get distracted by getting into a fight with Nyx right now. I’ll make the fucker bleed after I make sure Ella is okay.
Shaking my head, I walk around the couch, ignoring the disgusting scene happening behind me as I make my way to her room. I pause as I debate knocking but decide against it, knowing she’s probably crying. My hands clench with the need to hold her.
I push the door open and my jaw immediately drops at the sight before me.
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She is not crying. Not even a fucking little bit.
Holy fuck.
