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Grabbing my own slice of pizza, I watch him dramatically flounce to his room. The room is just nice enough to be a suite with two bedrooms. I’m bunking with Mav, which is just the way I like it.
Taking a bite, I get lost in my thoughts as I eat. Mav brings me back to the present when he squeezes my thigh.
“I think a nap sounds good,” he teases with a smirk. Throwing my crust back into the box, I shake my head.
“If I go into that bedroom with you, I will not be napping, and neither will Draven with how loud we are,” I remind him.
Shrugging, he closes up the boxes and gets up, shoving them into the fridge. There’s a tiny microwave in this place too which will heat the pizza up well later, but I do love it cold for breakfast too.
Ugh, sometimes, I really miss Roark’s cooking. Hanging out with them on tour while we ate and hung out was everything. I’m just glad I still have Mav.
“Do you care who hears?” Mav asks. “I think you need to get out of your head for a bit, and let Daddy take care of you. If you’re really worried about Draven’s beauty sleep, I have a new leather gag I’ve been wanting to try out.”
My dick stirs again, and I nod eagerly. I need this. The pot hasn’t helped me feel settled yet, but this never fails. Otherwise, I may bite the head off this girl, despite my good intentions.
Mav grabs me around the waist as I walk toward him, big, burly bastard that he is, and throws me over his shoulder. I’m not a small guy, though he’s built like a tank.
“I need you to be nice tonight,” he says as he crosses the living room. If this was five years ago, we’d never have to have this conversation. I was typically the easy going one. “So, if I have to fuck my cum into you a few times to calm the beast, I’ll consider it my duty to the label.”
Barking out a laugh as he steps into the bedroom, I remind myself of how lucky I am to have Mav. My life would suck without him.
“Yep, love you too,” he says, right before he launches me on the bed.
Damn, I will never get used to that, and yell my head off every time.
“Oye, people are trying to sleep here,” Draven complains as I bounce on the bed.
Sputtering out a laugh, I yell, “Not anymore!”
Mav slams the door behind himself, stalking toward me, and I give in to every depraved craving I have when it comes to this man.
Never being judged for them when he’s just as bad makes for the perfect relationship.
DRAVEN
I’m listening to my bandmates, and the closest things I have to friends, bang each other in the room next to me. Ugh, I reallyneed to get laid, but I haven’t put any effort into it since I found Lyrica on the floor of the hotel bathroom after she overdosed.
Nope. Not thinking about that.I meant it when I said earlier that I didn’t want to talk about it.
Knowing how to push through these unwanted thoughts, I push my boxers down my hips. The second I walked into my bedroom, I stripped off my clothes. I can’t sleep in anything constrictive, and at night I tend to sleep naked. Atlas and Mav are the same way, so it’s never been an issue.
Palming my cock, I listen to the grunts as I assume Mav takes Altas’ ass. Mav seems like a top.Fuck.My breaths get thready as I tug the piercing in the crown of my cock. It jumps in my hand, making me smirk.
“Take good care of me, and I’ll do the same,” I mutter to my dick. It’s not the first time I’ve spoken to it, and I doubt it’ll be the last. My tattooed hand strokes and tugs my cock expertly, the sounds coming through the walls a pornographic musical accompaniment.
I’ve heard them fuck so many times, I’m dying to watch them. I don’t know if it’s simply because I’m curious, or because I’m interested. The only person I’ve ever loved was Lyrica, and the drugs twisted that.
No.
My other hand squeezes my balls punishingly, because pain helps me focus. It’s my friend, a way to control my crazy, and sometimes even gets me off.
I surprisingly can’t hear much from Atlas, making me wonder if Mav has him gagged.
“Such a good boy, taking my cock. Fuck, you’re so goddamned tight, baby,” Mav groans.
Dammit, words like that may make me come too soon. Mav has such fierce Daddy vibes.
Taking a breath, I glide the hand squeezing my balls up my body. I continue to stroke my cock, grunting as I get closer. The tip is red and weeping pre-cum, begging me not to draw it out too long, but it’s not in me not to torture myself. I like to do things the difficult way.
