My Soulmates are IDOLS Books 2+3 | 18+ [SoulBond Series]

344-346: Chapter 21

Amber

Teeth to nail, Amber stared blankly at the wall. The nails were different— too wide, too polished, manicured with a coat of disgusting gel. And she dropped them in favour of different lips, nibbling on flesh that was thicker, more solid, prettier in her opinion.

A belt twisted around her now sturdier waist. The leather digging into abs that rippled forth, her muscles obvious because of the lack of a good, heavy dinner. She'd only had a spoonful of the most rancid apple cider vinegar, five almonds and an apple for breakfast. And lunch was what would not make her bloat.

But her mind was not hungry for food.

Months ago, Amber used to have different concerns, worries that involved the wastage of water and electricity. Their sheets were washed almost daily, ruined, and soaked too quickly. And if they didn't want the sheets wet, they'd be mopping up the wet puddles of an orgasm from the floor. The bottom half of her body was always riddled with mouth-shaped bruises. Her pussy just a little sore, her clit a tad less sensitive from too much fucking.

A cross-fit bruise was the lie they'd tell if she sucked on skin that was meant for work; hickeys out of the depths of fabric and into the workspace of makeup artists and stylists that would throw fits at the purples and reds. On MinJae's neck, she'd created a pretty little stamp of teeth and to the cameras her darling had laughed and told the world it was all JieMi's doing.

To prove that point her soulmate had clamped his teeth around MinJae's neck and sucked with the vigour of a crazed boyfriend. There was a little chemistry between the two, was what Amber had admitted with a slow side eyed glance at her lovers. She could see it in them when their cheeks bumped together as they laid kisses on her inner thighs, when their hands touched still sticky with semen. The hot flushes when they looked at each other was always cute.

But whatever, because her seven always had a little chemistry with one another. A trio or a pair that had a tad more love. Amber supposed it took a lot to hold an orgy regularly and genuinely enjoy the nudity of your besties. And sometimes, she'd notice that their hard-ons weren't only just for her, their eyes straying towards other asses and other groins. Their cocks swelling for another's.

But fuck that because nothing was happening now. Nothing.

Her eyes jumped to her soulmates as she leaned against the scaffolding that held up their dreams. Work was an interesting distraction to her needs, and her mind was always running, spinning within success, stress and dance moves. And God, it added to the family dynamic when she was no longer an outsider of work, but a genuine powerful team player.

There was a newfound respect that shone deep in their eyes, a gravitation towards her that they could not deny. It was a change in their once flippant excuses to get her out of idol conversation. They weren't the type to exclude her, of course. But things changed when she understood their work in its entirety. When she wasn't just a happy little fan praying for their everlasting success with barely enough knowledge on performing and music.

Because Amber was now capable of holding conversations that involved singing, dancing and fame, identified problems in their voices, their dancing and their confidence. Only because she'd been inside them, settling deep within the recesses of their minds and picking up the pieces of them that were better.

And that changed a lot of things.

But a nasty mix of work and family wasn't always a good idea, prevented downtime and rest for the mind. And so, she tried her best to prioritise family, shower them with lots of love, taking Rumiko off their hands when they needed her to.

Because she knew what they needed after a full day of bouncing a baby in their arms, panicking, and worrying over a concert. She knew what they wanted to hear when she returned from work, sparkling and so much prettier with makeup and adrenaline pumping through her veins. Amber was exhausted, of course she was. But she knew what they needed, because she knew what she had wanted from them all those months ago.