Wesley Gray
My body slumps back against the bed, and I take a couple deep breaths. Then I sit up, leaning on my elbows. Zane's staring at me, eyes dark. "I can wait" he murmurs, and my brows crease.
Something deep inside me sinks, my heart aches. "Yo-you don't want to?" my words stutter out, and tears prick my eyes. I'm overly sensitive right now. My body is over stimulated, and my emotions are haywire.
"Oh love" he quickly clears the bed, cupping my jaw. "I do. So so bad. I just don't know if you can handle another one"
I nod eagerly, because it doesn't feel right that we aren't connected right now. As tired as I am, as exhausted as I am, it doesn't feel right.
"Okay, come on" Zane helps me get up. The boys have on loose shorts, and they're looking at me like they want me again. My heart rate picks up, and I follow Zane into the bathroom. He gets the shower turned on, and starts stripping.
"Need lube?" Troy asks, getting ready to go get it.
"Think all the cum in his ass will be enough lube" Zane answers, and it makes Troy groan.
"Fuck, maybe i should've went last. That's fucking hot" Jase agrees with him, and my body feels like its on fire. Almost like I'm embarrassed. I don't know though.
Zane's pulling me into the shower, and when pink water goes down my chest I realize there's a lot of blood on me.
The boys are coming in too. The shower stall is pretty big. It's not super comfortable with the four of us in here, but it works.
Zane corners me into the shower wall. He hoists me up, wrapping my thighs around him. My ankles hook behind him, and his fingers are poking at my entrance, sliding in. "They got you nice and loose for me, huh love? I can feel they're cum in you" he nudges my jaw with his nose, exposing me.
He nips at my fresh marks, and my hips buck. "He's so responsive" Troy adds, "So fucking needy."
"You gotta feel him Z. He feels like heaven" Jase chimes in, and i think Zane throbs against me. Does his brother's words turn him on as much as me?
It seems like they're feeding off each other. Almost like they do me. But it's different. They don't seem interested in doing what they do to me, to each other.
My thoughts get caught off, when a blunt head is being pressed into me. It doesn't sting, and it feels like I just suck him right in. I moan, and Zane grunts as he stuffs me with his cock. "You do feel like heaven" he murmurs, licking my marks.
"S-stop" I whine, shifting my hips. He plunges forward, stuffing me completely.
"Why? It's making you leak all over for me" his hips snap forward, and his teeth sink into my marks. Not sure which one, to be honest. But my head falls back, and my hips seek out his. Moans fly from me, and Zane. His noises push me further, and my body is overly sensitive from the marks, from the fucking.
"This is just as good as being inside you, baby. Watching you thrash and take his cock" Jase's voice is dark, and my eyes snap over to him. He's lazily stroking himself, and my eyes cut to Troy, who's doing the same thing.
Warmth spreads wrapping around me and pulling tight. Zane thrusts hard into me, nailing my prostate in every movement.
"Close" my hips meet his thrusts, and on the opposite side of my neck, the familiar sharp teeth sink into my neck. A scream bursts from my throat, and my back bows from the wall. The sharp pain sinks deeper, turning into pleasure.
Warmth squeezes around my spine, and cum spurts from me, coating my body as Zane buries himself deep inside me. His cum mixes with the boys, and everything inside of me goes calm.
My body slumps when Zane licks at my neck. He holds my body close to his, running his fingers through my hair.
My feet touch the ground, and a sharp ting of pain goes up my legs. Zane rinses me off, and other hands are in my hair, massaging shampoo into my scalp. Troy gets showered quickly, and pulls me in for a gentle kiss before leaving. My brows furrow, and Zane kisses my head.
"He's getting the bed cleaned up, and getting you some water and a snack, love. He isn't leaving. "His words reassure me, and I let them wash my hair and body. I feel like I'm floating, and my head feels so heavy on my shoulders.
I'm barely with it when Jase starts drying me off, and Zane gets me in comfy clothes. A baggy hoodie and boxers. I make my way back into the bedroom, crawling into the clean sheets.
Troy comes in, with a protein bar and some propel. He hands me it wordlessly, kissing my head and climbing into bed. He rubs my back while I eat and drink.
The other boys climb into bed, and someone puts on New Girl.
We spend the rest of the night cuddling, until I fall asleep at some point.
—-
Loud blaring, whines, and kicking Troy out of bed is how I wake up. Troy's phone is going off, Jase is literally kicking him out of the bed, and Zane is whining. We fell asleep early, but I woke up at 3 starving.
So we got food, and watched tv until 5, and it has to be like 7 now. Popping my head up, I catch a glimpse of the alarm clock. It's 6:55 in the fucking morning. My eyes narrow on Troy as he answers his phone.
"Huh?" he rubs a hand over his face, his brows furrowing. "Okay Char, give me like 5" he grumbles, and my bottom lip pops out.
Jase pops up, shaking his head. Troy hangs up, and Jase pipes in. "Why are you meeting with her?"
"There's-"
"Why are you meeting with her still?" Zane's voice is hard, and it makes my confusion spread.
"I'm trying to explain-"
"Who is it?" I ask, jealousy swarming my stomach.
"His ex fuck buddy" Jase snaps, and Troy lets out an angry breath.
"She is also my best friend-"
"Why are you meeting with her?" Zane asks again, and Troy shakes his head.
"Can everyone shut up so I can answer?" he snaps, and a twinge of sadness flares. "Something on the border isn't sitting right, and she wants us to check it out. That's it."
"I can go," Jase grumbles, sitting up.
"No, I'm going" Troy adds, and the jealousy squeezes. "It's my responsibility." his eyes cut to mine, and Jase shakes his head. His voice is quiet, like he doesn't want me to hear, but I do.
"You can feel his panic setting in and you're still going to go?"
"It's not anything out of the ordinary" Troy slips into his jeans, and pulls on a shirt. "I'll be back in like an hour" he grumbles, and then he leaves. Sadness swarms, tightening my gut. My eyes sting, and I blink a couple times at the spot Troy was just in.
Jase is turning towards me, with a sad smile. "I'm sure it's fine" he tries, but the same feeling squeezes me harder.
"Why did he just act like that?" My voice is quiet.
"He's touchy with the subject. He doesn't like talking about her, or what they had. Especially now that you're here. We gave him a lot of shit. But rightfully so" Zane adds, and he's wrapping me in his arms, pulling my body into his.
"I'm sorry baby. We'll talk with him later, let's get back to sleep" Jase says, moving close to my body.
Something doesn't feel right.
A/N
Ooof. Things are starting to change already :(
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