Adison's POV*
I breathed in the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. It felt so good to be able to be back inside this house, although Tate's words still ran around my head. He said that I was being sent to some man as a sex slave, how repulsive. I wrap the blanket tighter around my shaking body, the guys always kept the house cold. I rest my head on Kier's chest and the rest of me was on Scott. I was facing the tv in the open layout of the den and kitchen. My butt was against Scott's abs, occasionally I would grind it against him and just pretend to be stretching. He would give me a look and I would just smile like I had no idea what he was confused about. I couldn't help myself, teasing him was fun. As soon as those words circled around in my head I felt him lift me up and jerk me to the floor. He was now straddling me, his face very close to mine. I looked into his eyes, concerned by the gorgeous icy blue swirling in them, determination? He smirked, guess that's wrong.
'Yeah that's wrong'
'What does it mean then'
'You'll see'
His lips hover mine and his right hand holds mine above my head while his other plays with the hem of my shirt, tickling my stomach. This causes me to wriggle in laughter.
"SCOTT....takes deep breath...please stop"
"But I like that laugh" He whines.
"Then tell me a good joke"
"I'd rather harass it out of you and tease you" He smirks.
"Asshole" I mutter.
This makes him begin to furiously tickle my feet, causing me to frail around like a washed up fish.
"Kier! Help me"
"No this is way too entertaining"
"Jerk"
"Alright now I'm helping him"
"Noooooooooo"
Kier then walks over and begins to tickle my stomach.
"Ahhhhhhhhh stop hahaha stop"
"Quit squirming"
"And quit yelling"
"Then stop fucking tickling me"
Kier then places his lips on mine and trails a hand down my torso, causing my back to arch. I hear Scott smack his hand away.
"I get this half"
"Fine"
I feel my jean shorts loosen and both guys look down at my Victoria's Secret Peek-A-Boo panties in black. I blush as Scott quickly pulls those off too. Kier lifts my shoulders and brings me into a one armed hug so he can unhook my matching VS bra. He pushes me gently back down and I stare into his now blood red eyes, I can see mine are red with flicks of yellow in the reflection of his eyes. What does that mean, do I want this or not, it must be confusion. Can't they tell? As kier nips my neck, he begins moving closer until his lips trace over my breast. His eyes on mine the whole time. His left arm is over me, keeping me mostly in place. While his body remains on my left side. I feel two fingers push inside me and let out a noise that is quit familiar to me, one that these boys have heard many times before. I gasp as his tongue replaces them, I quickly grip into his hand that is pushing open my thighs. I feel his smirk against me, should I let him take me. My other hand is in Kier's hair holding on tight, I shouldn't be doing this. I let go and try to wriggle away, sensing something's wrong. Both stop immediately. They look at me, confused. I blush and look away, I let them hear my thoughts, too embarrassed to say it. I'm just terrified of having two on one, I feel outnumbered, powerless. I feel my clothes being slipped back on and tilt my head with a small grin on my face. These boys sure know how to treat a girl. I like kissing them, just not that yet, I know I act frisky sometimes, but I have no balls to be a hoe.
"You taste good" Scott winks.
Kier frowns slightly.
"One day I'll let you have a taste" I whisper in his ear and then give it a slight bite. I trace his abs and bite my lip a little. I'll definitely be riding these boys one day, just not today. I see them both smirk, Jake runs in and I see a smile plastered on his face.
"I think we have our replacement"
What the hell, who's being replaced?Authors Note:
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