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However, I notice the hope in Sam’s eyes and something pinches my heart. He never got to experience stupid things likeprom.
“Theyaresweet,” I finally say. “It’s all about who you go with and the memories you create. Did you not have one at all?”
Sam shakes his head, suddenly looking much more innocent than usual. “I dropped out freshman year. My dad wouldn’t let me stay.”
I nod in acknowledgement before smiling at him. “Well, give me what I want.” I tilt my head toward Rose. “And I’ll give you sweet memories to remember.”
By the time Sam has gathered everything he needs close to the bed, Rose still hasn’t moved an inch. She was in such a deep sleep, none of our conversation or moving around woke her up. But when we’re finally ready, I slide a hand in her hair while the other slides down the covers. As I assumed earlier, she is naked underneath. Her soft, tanned skin is cool and she delights in my warm hand going down her back, her ass, and finally caressing the back of her legs.
“Wake up, sleepyhead,” I murmur in her ear.
She slowly stirs back to the world of the living and moans something under her breath as she tries to bury herself under the pillow.
“Sam has something for you,” I tell her.
A rasped ‘what’ surfaces from where she’s hiding, and she slowly turns around, still keeping the pillow against her face.
“Come out,” I giggle. I slide my hand to her breast and start playing with her nipple. Once, twice… On the third time I sensually flick the little bud, a heavy breath escapes her.
She wriggles her hips, clearly getting aroused by my hands and Lik uses this occasion to grab the pillow away from her.
She groans and tries to grab it back to no avail. She can’t deal with the three of us at the same time. Especially not when Sam puts a hand on each knee and starts spreading her legs.
“I’m still sore,” she grumbles, now trying to escape us. “Why are you all attacking me?”
“I’m not fucking you,” Sam chuckles. “I’m going to tattoo you.”
She stills and finally gives us her full attention. Sitting up against the headboard, she wipes a hand across her face to try and wake herself up.
“Why? What are you tattooing?” She doesn’t seem against it in the slightest.
“I’m doing a heart for Rachel. Right next to mine.”
Her eyes dart to her left hip.
“And one for me,” Lik adds.
Both Sam and I raise an eyebrow at him. “What?” he defends himself. “You didn’t think you’d both have your initials on her body and not me? What kind of show are we running here?”
“Alright,” Sam laughs to himself. His tattoo gun is in his hand, and some small pots of ink are open on the bed. He’s got those guns that work with a battery, and it makes it easier for him to manipulate.
“Whoa.” Rose shifts closer to the headboard. “I’m not a canvas for your random stupid ideas,” she snaps at us.
There’s a short pause, and the three of us look at each other before exploding into a laughing fit.
“You guys have fucking lost it,” she mumbles as she attempts to get off the bed on Lik’s side.
“You’re not going anywhere, princess,” he tells her as he grabs her shoulders and pushes her back down onto the mattress.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she snaps as she starts fighting back. “I just need to pee!”
“Later,” Sam adds as he now pushes her legs together and sits on her thighs.
“Why was I not consulted in this decision?” she growls at us.
“Because, Lovebug, you belong to us.”
“And we decide what we do with you,” I add.
