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That was better than I expected it to be.
The three of us are trying to catch our breath as a voice from the back of the room cuts through the haze of lust.
“Damn, that was fucking beautiful to watch.”
At the sound of Callum’s voice, Kennedy goes stiff in my arms, slowly pulling out of her body, covered in lube and bodily fluids. When my hold on her body relaxes, Kennedy sways a little. Rodney quickly jumps to his feet, helping to support her.
“Make yourself useful and start the shower.”
Callum jumps at my demand, not giving me any hassle. Softening my voice, I speak to Kennedy.
“Come on, Duchess, let’s get a shower and get you cleaned up.”
Not giving her a choice, dragging her into the bathroom, Rodney steps into the spray, ready to help Kennedy. Helping her out of her clothes and into the shower, we get her cleaned up as quickly as possible. She is falling asleep standing up.
Rodney quickly washes up as I support Kennedy’s weight. When he’s done and has a towel wrapped around his waist, he dries her off.
With my own body clean, my steps falter as I step into our room. A soft smile crosses my lips at the sight of Rodney curled around a sleeping Kennedy in his bed.
After putting everything away and cleaning up, sleep claims me as our world gets a little closer to being right again.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
The five of us fall into a pattern. During the day, at least one of the guys will pull me into a dark corner or empty classroom to fuck me. At night, a different guy walks me back from the library. We end up back in one of their rooms, where I get fucked again, in addition to sucking one of them off. Afterward, one of them pulls me into their bed, wrapping themselves around me.
I guess the guys finally gave up ransacking my room since they have been keeping me with them.
Gareth has distanced himself a bit since the night of my wrestling match with Danica outside the library. Midterms are rapidly approaching, and everyone is stressed, so that must be his problem.
Friday night is finally upon us, and Ashton and Callum have dragged me to the dining hall. As we finish eating and prepare to head back to the dorm, it’s that moment I realize Rodney and Gareth never showed up. Those two never miss meals.
“Where are Gareth and Rodney at? I don’t remember seeing them all day,” my voice is full of confusion.
Callum and Ashton share a look, some unspoken conversation going on between the two of them. Finally, Ashton—while reluctant—speaks.
“They are, uh, having dinner with Gareth’s dad.”
Why is having dinner such a big deal?
Pushing my uneasiness aside, my focus moves to studying for the pending tests. After returning to their room, Callum sits at his desk with his feet propped up on top. I am sitting on Callum’s bed, my back leaning against the wall, and assignments spread over the bed. Ashton mirrors my position on his own bed.
* * *
Raised voices startle me. Looking around the darkened room, I realize the guys are missing. A stream of light emits through the crack of the bathroom door.
One of them must have cleaned up my books since the bed is clear, my body covered by blankets.
Creeping to the bathroom, I peek around the corner, staying out of sight. Thankfully, their voices are distinguishable, allowing me to stay out of sight but still know who is speaking. Gareth is currently doing most of the talking, as usual, sounding agitated.
“Dad said that unless we do this, we are fucked, and it will be gone.”
“This solution he has come up with seems a bit extreme.” That’s Rodney, and he sounds pissed. I haven’t heard him this pissed off since the day we met.
“Maybe, but like anything else, we can worry about it later.”
Gareth seems to be pleading like he is trying to talk them all into something. Having missed most of the conversation, I am trying to fill in the gaps and not having much luck.
“Who is going to do it?” Callum is speaking now, sounding resigned to whatever they have been discussing.
