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“You say the word, Pretty Girl, and I’ll oh-so-reluctantly stop kissing you. But I’ve been dreaming of this for weeks.”
I could stop this.
I could tell them I hated them for their actions and that I would never forgive them. Ever. There is no way in hell I’ll ever be intimate with them again, not after what they did to me. Not to mention Lyric. They left us—walked the fuck away without a backward glance.
After all that, I shouldn’t give in to my wild whims. My mind screams at me to get up and walk away. To keep my interactions with them purely professional and not dip my toes in the same waters that fucked me over years before.
But when have I ever listened to reason? Especially when my body demands their hands glide over my flesh at an infuriatingly slow rate.
I fucking need this release. I’m no longer interested in holding a grudge against men who are proving themselves over and over again. Consequences be damned. Asher betrayed us. Yes. It happened. He fucked up. Majorly. But from what I can see, he’s stepping up and taking charge of his mistakes by paying for them. He’s there for Ly. They all are. They’re finally the fathers I’ve dreamed of since I pushed Lyric from my body, hoping they’d return to my side.
And here they are.
“Don’t you dare stop,” I moan, leaning into Callum’s embrace and aching for the friction.
“Your wish is my command, Pretty Girl.”
“We’ll take this slow, Little Star.”
“Just like old times.” I don’t need my eyes to hear the grin of excitement on Rad’s face. “Lift her leg, Cally Boy. Teamwork makes the dream work,” he chuckles, kissing down my jaw until his tongue invades my mouth and takes me prisoner.
Thick fingers wrap around my throat from behind, holding me still as Rad takes everything he’s been craving. My soul. My damn breath. My every fucking thing escapes me. Becoming Rad’s—theirs.
Every inch of me vibrates. The fire-hot need presses down on me, suffocating me in the incessant tingling, begging to break free. It’s been so damn long since someone else has touched me. I’m practically coming when his fingers brush against my stomach, slowly falling to the elastic of my panties.
“Fuck, Pretty Girl,” Rad groans when his fingers disappear beneath my panties, gliding through my wet folds. “You’re so wet for us,” he whimpers, thrusting two fingers inside.
The world disappears, falling away into nothing but the pumping of Rad’s fingers going in and out of me. I think I meet God himself when I float into the clouds of pleasure I haven’t felt in so damn long. Fuck. White bursts behind my eyes like fireworks blasting off and taking over my damn vision. Explosive moans leak from my throat, resembling their names, when my orgasm finally hits its peak and throws me over the damn edge.
“Oh, Little Star,” Callum groans in my ear, stopping his movements and stiffening behind me. One long, drawn-out moan breaks me from my fog. “You made me cum in my damn pants,” he murmurs into my neck. A breath shudders through me, and heat forms over my cheeks.
“That was hot as fuck,” Rad groans, flopping on his back and admiring his glistening fingers in the pale moonlight slipping through the blinds. “Eyes on me, Pretty Girl,” he whispers, releasing his dick from his boxers. When the hell did all his clothes come off, too? “Watch as I cum to the memory of you.”
My eyes lock on how he thrusts into his hand, using my cum on his fingers to coat himself. His eyes roll into the back of his head as large streams of cum jet from his dick, landing on his stomach, painting his flesh with his own release.
“Holy fucking hell,” Rad heaves.
Those large, brown eyes gaze straight into my soul. Satisfaction sparkles through him, and he grins, leaning over and gently placing his lips on mine. Instantly my eyes close, losing myself in the softness of his mouth and the warmth of his probing tongue.
“Oh, Pretty Girl,” he whispers, running his lips down my jaw, only stopping when his face snuggles into the crook of my neck. “You’re my home. My everything. I’m going nowhere. I’m stuck on you like my cum has dried and glued us together.” He sighs like his words are the epitome of a romantic gesture.
But so, so Rad.
“Never again will we leave your side, Little Star,” Callum whispers, shifting slightly behind me. “You can push us away. Light us on fire. Yell at us… But we’ll always come back for more. We’re in this together from now on. And so fucking sorry for letting Asher talk us into leaving.”
“Or believing anything he had to fucking say,” Rad gripes with a huff. “I can’t believe he fooled us for so long.”
I suck in a breath, basking in the moment of declarations. Words are cheap. Meaningless, even. But their actions. They’ve been proving themselves to me. Callum offered this house as a refuge, and they followed me here. They’re protecting us from the person stalking my every move. The guys are just more than empty words and promises.
Their grips tighten on me as they pledge their futures. Promising me things they’ve broken before.We’ll never leave you behind. We’ll take you to California with us.I’ve heard that one before. Am I crazy to believe them this time around? Have they changed their ways? So many possibilities run through my mind now that I’m post-climax. They could leave again. They’re in a band, after all. What happens in six months when they kick this program’s ass and go on tour? I’ll be here. Ly will be here.
Fuck. Stay in the present. Yeah, that’s what got you here in the first place.
“Don’t answer,” Callum whispers, running a hand over the curve of my bare ass, letting it rest. “You have every right to overthink this and question our motives.”
“I’d marry you tomorrow, Pretty Girl. I’d give you the Radcliffe name in a heartbeat. But it’s not up to us. It’s up to you. We’re all trying here. Even that dickbag Asher. I see it in the way he looks at you and Ly. We’re all here for you.”
Pfft. River Radcliffe, my ass. This is my damn show. “If anything, you’re taking my name. We’ll be the West family,” I murmur with a grin.
