Chapter 6

CHAPTER SIX

I have no idea where the guys went off to, but Lennox said they had some business to deal with and they would be back later. They each kissed me goodbye, and Donny gave me a slap on the ass for, in his words, good luck, then they took off, leaving me to try and entertain myself at the hotel.

I'm going to assume that whatever business they had, it has to do with getting me back into school.

Not wanting to wait for them alone in my room, I head down to the hotel bar and pray I don't run into my mom or dad.

Man, that's so weird to say. Dad. I have a dad. A rich one, at that. Another weird as fuck thing.

I still don't understand that if I came from a family of money, why did my mom spend all those years working her ass off so we could have a good life? Wouldn't it have been easier to take what my grandfather was offering?

Yes, it would have been, but this is my mom we're talking about. She's never been one to take handouts, always working hard for everything she has in life. And while I admire her for that, she didn't need to.

She didn't need to work herself so damn hard, she could have allowed herself the chance to have some sort of life outside of me and work.

As I step into the lobby, my phone rings. Grabbing it out of my pocket, I look at the caller ID and smile, quickly answering.

"Trevor," I say excitedly.

"Hey, babe." His thick, husky voice makes me shiver.

Getting a hold of him has been almost impossible. But I already knew that would be a possibility with him being in the mountains. Reception up there isn't the best, and anytime we've tried to call one another since I got to the hotel, we've hardly gotten a few words in before the line gets cut off.

We've texted a few times, but again, with the reception, a steady flow of conversation has been impossible, so I haven't told him what's going on. That's something to do face to face.

"I miss you." I smile, stepping to the side and out of the way.

"Fuck, Rylee, I miss you so damn much. I really wish you could have come with us. As much fun as it was just me and Mom, it would have been a hell of a lot better with you here."

"What about your step-dad? Was he not there with you too?"

"He was supposed to come, but he got called away on business. So it was just me and Mom for Christmas. She was not happy with him. I heard her yelling at him over the phone the other day. I don't think I've ever seen them fight like that before. But Mom knew he took his job seriously before she married him, so she tries not to let it get to her."

"Ah, I'm sorry," I tell him. "Maybe he can make it up to you over the summer or something?"

"Whatever trip we do end up going on, I want you to come with us," he tells me.

"Well, does that invitation extend to the guys?" I laugh.

He sighs. "Only because it would make you happy, and that's all that matters to me."

My heart flutters in my chest and I miss him even more. "You're too sweet."

"Never." He chuckles. "Now, how have you been? Enjoying your vacation?"

My stomach sinks.

"Let's just say, a hell of a lot has happened since you left for your trip. And none of it's particularly pleasant." I snort out a laugh. "Actually, all of it is bullshit, if you ask me."

"What happened?" he asks, concern thick in his voice.

"It's a lot." I sigh. "Short version, the Dean kicked me out of school, and it also turns out I have a dad."

"What the fuck?" he growls in anger. "Rylee, what the hell?"

"I know, I know." I sigh. "Trust me, I'm not happy about it either. But I'll tell you everything when I get home, okay?"

"Fuck," he hisses, and I hear someone talking to him in the background. "Fine, okay. I want to hear all about it when I get back. I'm about to get on the plane to head home, I'll call you when I land."

"Okay," I tell him. "Have a good flight. Bye."

"Bye, baby."

We hang up and I sigh, pushing myself off the wall and heading toward the bar. I need a damn drink.

"For fuck's sake," I whisper to myself when I see that Barbie is working at the bar.

"Oh. Rylee," she says, blinking at me in surprise. "You're back?"

"Hopefully not for much longer," I mutter. "Can I get a rum and coke, please?"

"Sure." She gives me a tight smile. "So," she says as she grabs a glass. "Just back for the holidays?"

"Yup." I look down at my phone, playing on it, because she is the last person I want to have a conversation with. I plan on taking my drink and grabbing a seat, to avoid her as much as I can.

"Still at that fancy school?" she huffs.

That has me looking up. "Where else would I be?"

"I don't know. I just assumed you'd be back by now." She shrugs, pouring in a shot.

"Well, I'm not." And I sure as hell am not going to tell her that I'm technically kicked out either.

"Honestly, I'm glad you left." She smiles, placing the glass down on the counter. "With you gone, Chaz was able to clear his mind and see he deserved much better."

A laugh bubbles out of my throat, earning me a dirty look from her. "You're kidding me, right?"

"No," she snips. "Chaz is a good man. A smart and kind man. You pulled him around on a leash like a puppy, never appreciating him for the man he is."

"We're talking about the same guy, right?" I gape at her in disbelief. "Because, trust me, hunny, he's anything but a good man."

"You're just jealous that he's moved on. Found someone better." She huffs, crossing her arms.

My lip twitches in amusement. "I had no idea he'd met someone new, therefore, I couldn't be jealous even if I wanted to. Honestly, I couldn't care less what that guy does. But let me guess, you're the lovely lady who snatched up such a good man?"

"That's right." She grins. "We're together now. He finally realized he deserved much better than you."

"Right," I drawl out. "And that's you."

"It is. I love him and he loves me. We're perfect for each other."

"That one, I won't disagree on." I laugh.

"You lost a good man," she says, growing more annoyed with me. "And you're just pissed that you can't find anyone better."

"No, hunny." I smile, standing up from the stool. "I lost a low life, pathetic little boy who has no goals in life apart from screaming and using people."

She scoffs, gaping at me with rage-filled eyes. "Lies."

"Nah, the only lie is how big he says his dick is. While you're enjoying his four inches, I'm enjoying a mind blowing seven." Her eyes widen.

"You're full of shit."

"Nope, just full of cock." I cackle. "Sorry to tell you, I've got not one but five guys who adore me. And you have one who will end up either cheating on you, like he did with me, or using you."

I down the rest of my drink and slam the glass onto the table. "Hope you enjoy your sad sex life while I get my brains blown out. Bye." I wink before turning around and leaving the bar.

Fuck it, I'll just wait for the guys in my room.

An hour later, the door opens and in comes my guys. Looking up from the book I'm reading, my eyes travel over them. God, they really are painfully sexy.

My gaze travels down to Mateo's hands and my eyes widen. Closing my book, I place it on the couch and stand up. I'm about to ask what they were up to when Donny rushes across the room and scoops me up into his arms.

"Donny, stop!" I squeal as he rushes us toward the bedroom, Colt following behind. Donny tosses me on the bed, his body trapping me to the mattress.

"I'm so wired right now," he groans, grinding his erection against me. My belly heats, but I'm not going to let him use sex to distract me, no matter how much I want it.

"Nope." I push him back by the forehead when he leans down to kiss me. "Not until you tell me where you were and what you were doing."

Donny's gaze turns to Colt. They share a look before Donny pushes off of me. "I'm starving. I think I'm going to head down to the restaurant and get some pie. Wanna come, Colt?"

"You know what, that sounds like a good idea. I could go for some pie."

"See you later, Cherry." Donny winks before the two fuckers take off.

"Cowards!" I shout, leaning up on my elbows. Sighing, I get off the bed and head out into the living room.

No one's there, but I see the light to the bathroom is on.

When I step into the room, I find Mateo sitting on the edge of the tub, his hand held out to Lennox, where he sits on the toilet, tending to the bloody hands.

"Wanna tell me what got your hands like that?" I ask.

They both pause and turn to look at me. "I could. But can you promise you won't get pissed off?" Mateo asks.

"No," I say honestly. "But we talked about being honest, and while I didn't question you guys before you left, I do want to know where you went."

Lennox tosses the bloody paper towel into the trash and turns to look at me. "We took care of Chaz."

My heart stops and my stomach drops. "By take care of, you don't mean…"

"Kill him?" Mateo snorts. "No, we didn't kill him. Although, I wouldn't be sad if he was no longer on this earth. We did, however, get a confession out of him about him working with the Dean regarding the videos. We did fuck him up, make him hurt. We reminded him that he made a mistake fucking with our girl."

"And we took his phone. He said the only copies of the videos he had were on there. We wiped it clean and tossed it."

Emotion clogs my throat. "Thank you," I whisper, going over to the counter and grabbing a washcloth. I get it wet and crouch down in front of Mateo, grabbing one of his hands.

"For what?" Mateo asks, brows furrowing as I finish cleaning up the cuts.

"Everything? For coming back for me, for not giving up on me. For defending me, and for whatever you're going to do to fix the issues with the Dean and Missi. I know it took awhile to get to where we are, and a lot of pain, but now we're in a good place together."

Grabbing the gauze, I wrap his hands and stand, taking the dirty cloth and tossing it into the hamper. Swallowing hard, my heart pounds in my chest as I turn to face both of them.

"But I really appreciate everything you've done. Everything you're willing to do. I just… I want you to know that I really do love you. Both of you." I bite my lip, my body breaking out in a sweat at my confession.

Their eyes widen, a moment of heat passes between all of us. I've never said these words to them before. It seems to set them off because in a flash, both of them are on their feet, trapping me between them.

Mateo wraps his hand around my throat, giving it a light squeeze. "Say it again," he growls, the sound vibrating through his chest.

I swallow hard. "I love you," I whisper.

Lennox groans from behind me. "I love you too."

"And I fucking love you," Mateo snarls before crashing his lips down to mine.

I moan against his mouth, allowing his tongue to slip in and over mine.

We kiss until I'm struggling to breath, panting heavily. I'm about to grab his face and kiss him again when I see a speck of blood on his neck and grimace.

"You need to shower," I say, my eyes flicking up to his. "You are not fucking me until any trace of that asshole is off of you."

He takes a step back, his eyes locked onto me as he grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it up and over his head, tossing it to the bathroom floor.

I bite my lower lip as I greedily watch him undress, going for his pants next. His tan, tattooed skin is mouth watering, and I want to run my tongue over every muscle and ridge.

My attention is pulled away when I hear the shower turn on. Heat floods my belly as Lennox stands there naked under the running water, watching us with hungry eyes as he wraps his hand around his cock, stroking himself slowly.

The need to join him has me stripping out of my clothes. I can feel both of their eyes intensely watching my every move, making the fire in my belly grow from their attention.

Mateo follows me into the shower and I find myself trapped between the two of them again, but this time, we're naked, their slick bodies pressed against mine. I shudder when I feel Mateo's thick cock nestled between my ass cheeks, and Lennox's against my stomach.

We don't speak as they wash themselves and then me. Every brush of their fingers against my skin sets me on fire.

I'm painfully aroused by the time we're done. But the look in their eyes tells me we're not getting out just yet. Mateo glides his hands up my hips and down over my ass. His large palms grab my ass and squeeze, erupting a moan out of me.

"I fucking love it when you use that bratty mouth of yours for things other than mouthing off to me," Mateo rumbles, grinding his cock against my ass. "But I wonder what else it can do."

My eyes flick between his as I lick my lips. "A hell of a lot. Want me to show you?" I say in a teasing tone, knowing my sass is going to push him.

Good, I want that. I want to see what he does.

He lets go of me and I feel a pang of disappointment, but he doesn't go far, spinning me around to see Lennox sitting on the shower bench.

Lennox grasps his cock, giving it a tug. "How about you put it to good use and choke on his cock while I fuck this needy little pussy," Mateo murmurs against my ear. I let out a shaky breath as my body lights up.

"Come here," Lennox commands, his voice husky with need.

The way he's watching me makes me feel sexy, wanted, needed. I step over to him and start to lower myself onto my knees, when Mateo grips my hip with one hand and uses the other to push me forward until my face is practically against Lennox's cock.

"Ass in the air, baby," he orders. "Hands on the bench."

I place my hands on either side of Lennox and lift my ass into the air, desperate to be filled by Mateo. I'm so damn turned on, I'm about to start begging soon.

Thankfully, I don't have to as Mateo presses the tip of his cock against my entrance while he grabs a handful of my hair.

"Open up, baby. Take Lennox's cock like a good girl," Mateo growls.

I whimper at his demand, and just as soon as I part my lips, Mateo shoves my head down, forcing me to take Lennox all the way into the back of my throat. At the same time, he grips my hip punishingly as he thrusts forward, spearing me with his throbbing length.

The gagged moan that leaves me is inhuman as their sounds of pleasure mixes with mine.

"Fucking hell," Mateo growls.

"God, Rylee," Lennox groans. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."

"Suck his cock, Ry. I wanna see you gag for him," Mateo rumbles before he starts to pound into me.

Lennox curses, his hands gripping my wrists as Mateo continues to hold my head, forcing me up and down on Lennox's cock while Mateo fucks me, rocking my body back and forth. The warm water beats down on us as the sounds of sex fills the bathroom, mixing with the steam of the shower.

The feeling of Mateo's length thrusting in and out of me, gliding along my inner walls, is driving me fucking mad.

The moans leaving Lennox have me sucking and licking the best I can, wanting to please him, to make him feel good, but it's hard when Mateo has all the control.

I don't care if this blowjob is sloppy and uncoordinated, Lennox sounds like he's enjoying it just fine, and I know I'm dripping down Mateo's length.

"You look so fucking sexy with his cock in your mouth, baby." Mateo grunts, slamming back into me. My legs shake, and I know my knees would give out if it wasn't for Mateo wrapping his arm around my waist, holding me up.

For the next few minutes, the two of them use me for their pleasure, and I love it. I'm in heaven right now, my body lit up like a Christmas tree. Our grunts, moans, and groans continue to fill the room as we all lose ourselves in the moment.

"I'm close," Lennox grunts, his hands flexing around my wrists.

I am too, the fire in my belly burning bright and wild. Being used like this, fucked and toyed with by two of my men, I'll never get tired of it.

My fingers curl around the edge of the bench, my breathing erratic as I'm struggling to drag air in through my nose.

"What does she look like, Len?" Mateo groans as he thrusts into me. "How does she look with your cock down her throat?"

My eyes flick up to see Lennox watching me, eyes lidded and full of hunger. His chest rises and falls quickly, his muscles tense. "So fucking sexy," he pants out, brushing some wet hair out of my face.

My heart pounds painfully in my chest, loving the way he looks at me. Like, even though I have spit dripping down my chin, he still thinks I'm the most precious thing alive.

"And so fucking ours."

"That's right. You're ours, Rylee. This pussy, ours, that mouth, ours. Your fucking heart and soul is ours. No more games. It's us against the world. And we will fucking burn it to the ground to keep you with us, safe and happy."

I hate that I start crying, but fuck, I'm not used to them talking like this. Not long ago, they hated me, wanted me gone, and now they can't seem to live without me.

It's crazy how much your life can change in the blink of an eye.

My eyes slam shut as my body tenses. I lose it, my orgasm hitting me hard as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me. I scream around Lennox's cock, the sound coming out gargled.

"Oh fuck," Lennox groans, his body tensing.

"Don't you fucking swallow, Rylee," Mateo commands.

My mind is hazy as I struggle to hear his words when Lennox curses again, before the first rope of cum hits my tongue. It keeps coming in spurts, and I struggle not to swallow. But there's so much that it starts to drip down my chin.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Mateo roars. "That's it, take it, Rylee. Take my fucking cock, take my cum." His body stills, his cock erupting inside, filling me with warm jets of cum.

I'm dizzy, my whole body tingling as I come down from the high. I breathe through my nose, my mouth still filled with Lennox's cum. Mateo grabs a handful of my hair and yanks me up off Lennox's dick, pulling me against his chest.

"Both of you are mine," Mateo snarls before crashing his lips to mine and forcing his tongue into my mouth.

I gasp in shock, my lips parting as Mateo kisses me savagely. It's dirty but so fucking hot having him share Lennox's cum with me. My pussy grips him, a mini orgasm shaking through me.

He growls, pulling away and panting hard. He licks his lips and gives me a dark grin.

"Fucking divine."

"Holy hell," I breathe out, my eyes wide. These two drive me wild and I want them again. I want them to fuck me, mark me, own me, all damn night.

Mateo pulls out of me and I feel a gush of his release run down my leg. "So fucking sexy," he says, and I gasp as he takes two fingers and shoves his cum back into me, thrusting them in deep.

He pulls them free and I whimper as he holds them out to Lennox.

"Taste," he demands, and Lennox leans forward, eagerly cleaning Mateo's cum from them, all while watching me. So. Damn. Hot.

"You two are dangerous," I whine and Mateo chuckles.

"Why's that?" he asks.

"Because. You're just making me want more. So much more."

Lennox stands and grips my chin. He smiles down at me.

"We have all night, baby," he tells me, then kisses me. I moan as he tastes his release on my tongue before breaking the kiss to lock lips with Mateo.

Something tells me this is going to be one long, exhausting night, and I can't wait.