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I need something to help ease the stress. I’m walking around a house with five hot as fuck guys, Cody says it’s six guys but eww, the sixth doesn’t count because he’s my brother! These guys barely wear clothes, they prance around shirtless all day. Some days they don’t even wear shorts and just walk around in their boxers. I can’t help it, no matter how hard I try my eyes always seem to stray to their cocks and fuck me, I already know Darius and Beck arehuge,but I can’t miss the bulges in the other two’s pants.
“Goldie!” Darius snaps. I dart my gaze to him to find him pinning me with a murderous glare. “I’m sitting right fucking here!” I throw my hands up as I push back from the table. I place my hands on it and lean over slightly, narrowing my eyes.
“Maybe I wouldn’t be caught staring at their dicks daily if you actually let me seeyours!” I yell. I can feel the others staring at us but I don’t care, there is no such thing as privacy in this house anyway.
“Leah!” Corvin shouts behind me. I ignore him as I watch Darius slowly stand from his chair opposite me and mimic my stance. His eyes burn with lust, that look has heat spreading throughout my body.
“You want me to fuck you?” he asks huskily.
“Yes!” I shout.
“No!” Corvin and I both answer in unison. I grit my teeth as I spin around to find Corvin being blocked in the kitchen by Katie, Beck and Crue. I spy Nathan and Cody out of the corner of my eye watching us from over the back of the sofa. Saint still sits next to Darius eating his sandwich.
“So, you get to fuck every night while we all have to listen but I can’t?” I grind out.
“Yes,” Corvin answers, which just pisses me off.
“Uh, no, that does not work for me!” My brother narrows his eyes in warning.
“I don’t care. That shit is not happening while I’m in the house–”
“Then get a fucking hotel!” I shout. I hear Darius and Saint laugh behind me, I even see Crue and Beck shake with silent laughter. Corvin’s face turns red, he looks like he is about to blow a blood vessel in his forehead.
“You know they have slept together before, right?” Saint quips.
“Not while I’ve been around!” he answers cockily. I smirk and tilt my chin up as I say,
“Are you sure?” Darius chokes on something behind me as Corvin’s mouth drops open. He darts his gaze over my head to Darius.
“She’s full of shit…right?” The pleading in Corvin’s voice nearly has me curling over and laughing.
“Y-yeah?” Darius stutters.
“Why the fuck did that sound like a lie?” Corvin shouts.
I throw my hands in the air. “Because it was. I gave him a blow job on the couch at home while you were passed out on the other chair. He also snuck into my room most nights, oh and we also fucked in your shower at home.” He turns pale and hunches over gripping the edge of the counter. Darius is cursing beneath his breath behind me. I turn around and pin him with a stern look that has him standing up straight. “Just in case you didn’t get the point, you either start putting out or I’m moving in with–”
“Swear to fucking God, if you say Beckett…” Darius warns. I scrunch my face up.
“I was gonna say Nathan,” I answer. The tension eases from his shoulders.
“Why would it matter if she stayed with Beck?” Nathan fails at whispering to Cody. I roll my lips over my teeth to stop from smiling which earns me a scornful look from Darius.
“I need a fucking drink,” Corvin grumbles behind me. An idea hits me as Darius eyes me warily.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks suspiciously.
“We’re about to play a drinking game that guarantees I get laid!” I say nodding, pleased with myself.
* * *
“You don’t even care about me!” I whine as he holds my hair while I wash my face in the bathroom sink.
“Goldie, I have held your hair back while you threw up, helped shower and change you, brushed your teeth and here I am currently still holding your freaking hair back. How the hell is that me not caring about you?” I ponder that for a second, my mind is fuzzy from the alcohol I consumed. I thought it would be a great idea to challenge the guys to a drinking game hoping to get Darius drunk enough that I could seduce him. Turns out all the guys and Nathan are pros at beer pong. I thought us three girls playing in swimsuits would throw them off their game. What a stupid idea that was.
“You haven’t even asked me if I’m okay.” I pout as I meet his gaze in the mirror. He rolls his eyes heavenward and takes a deep breath, almost like he is praying for patience.
He flicks his eyes back to mine and asks, “Are you okay?”
