Love Novel 124

The movie plays on the screen while Zaid’s hand rests on my thigh. He’s rubbing circles into my skin, but all it does is
make me annoyed that it’s really the only contact I’ve gotten all day.
I ignore the comments the guys make as they point out the flaws in the movie. Usually I’d join in, but tonight I can’t
seem to care.
I’m sitting between Zaid and Aiden, while Jake is on the recliner on his own.
They’ve all been a bit quieter today. Weirdly quiet.
Like I might break if they even look at me too hard. It’s pissing me off.
They’re walking on eggshells. Not flirty. Not playful. No teasing. Like they all know what today is and they think I’m going
to shatter any second. Like I haven’t been walking around with this day carved into me every day for the past two years.
I clench the blanket around me tighter, digging my nails into the fabric to keep the sting in my eyes from turning into
something worse.
I don’t want to cry. I don’t want to feel it.
When the movie ends, Aiden leans forward to shut the TV off, but I grab the remote first.
“Wait, I’m not tired. I’m going to put something else on,” I say, clicking through the apps to choose another one.
Absolute silence is what I get from them all.
“You guys good with this one?” I ask, my voice flat.
Zaid keeps his eyes on me and nods. Aiden shrugs, even though I can tell he’s tired. His eyes are heavier than usual, and
there’s a small line between his brows, like he’s trying not to frown.
Jake says nothing. His gaze just darkens, his nostrils flaring like he’s trying to keep something inside.
Halfway through the movie, Zaid’s head tilts against the back of the couch, his breathing going soft and even. Not long
after, Aiden folds his arms and sinks deeper into the cushions, asleep too.
Jake is still quiet, still unmoving. For a while, I stare at the screen, not really watching. I let my mind go blank because the
moment I think, I’ll remember. And I can’t remember.
Not right now.
When the credits roll, I search for another movie without looking at Jake. I figure he’s out cold too, like the other two.
“It’s late, you know.”
I jump from where I’m sitting and look at Jake.
He tilts his head. “Aren’t you tired?”
I still, the remote loose in my hand. My eyes drop to my lap. “If I sleep, I’ll have nightmares, and I don’t want to have
nightmares.”
There’s a beat of silence before I hear him shift. “Come here.”
I glance at him, and he’s already sitting up, his arms open.
I don’t hesitate. My body has been craving his touch… any touch.
I crawl off the couch and into his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck as I settle against him. He smells like soap and
clean clothes, like he could be someone steady in the middle of all my chaos.
There’s a sadness in his eyes and it just tears me apart. I shake my head, but I don’t speak before he opens his mouth.
“Alina, I’m so sorry-”
“No,” I whisper, tensing. “I don’t want to talk.”
His eyes drop to my lips and he swallows thickly. He kisses me. No hesitation. It’s hard and deep and real. Like he’s trying
to pull me out of myself, like he’s trying to anchor me here, right now.
My hands fist in his shirt, and I kiss him back, everything inside me cracking open. It’s messy and desperate and exactly
what I need. I grind into him, causing him to hiss as he pulls away from my lips.
“Alina-”
“Please,” I beg against his lips. “I don’t need you to treat me like I’m fragile.”
His eyes darken. “I didn’t know what you needed from me today.”
I grimace. “You could’ve asked.”
He grabs the hair at the base of my neck and pulls my head back. “What do you need, baby?”
I grab his cock, which has hardened under my thighs. “This.”
His nostrils flare as he looks me over. “Are you sure, baby?”
I nod desperately. “I don’t want to talk, or think, I just want to lose myself.”
He pulls harder on my hair and I whimper. “That I can do for you, baby.”
He slips his hand between my thighs, under my pants, and I gasp, feeling the way his fingers slip from how wet I am.
He frowns at me, lifting an eyebrow. “How are you so wet already?”
My voice comes out in a breathy mess. “It’s the first day of this entire trip that I haven’t been fucked. It’s all I could think
about.”
He growls deep in his deep and nips at my skin, running his teeth across my jaw and down my throat. Oh my. He inserts a
finger without resistance and I shift my hips, riding his hand. He pumps his finger, inserting another, my orgasm building.
I feel it at the back of my neck, that delicious feeling growing.
The sound of my wetness fills the living room, joined by my heavy breathing and Jake’s low growls.
“Ride my hand until you come all over me, baby. I’m going to make you come so fucking hard, and then I’m going to
spread those beautiful legs of yours and fuck your asshole until you scream.”
That’s the only kind of talking I want right now. His words make me clench around his fingers; I grab onto his wrist and
thrust my hips one more time. My orgasm washes through me and I cover my mouth to stop my moan. Aiden and Zaid
are still sound asleep.
Jake smiles, smug and satisfied. He draws his hand from me, and I fall against his chest, catching my breath.
He pats my thigh once. “I want you naked when I fuck you.”
My stomach coils and I stand, quickly pulling off my shirt and sweatpants. Jake stands, taking off his own shirt as he moves to the other empty couch. He sits down, watching me with slow, hooded eyes as he fists his cock.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
My skin breaks out in goosebumps, and I make my way toward him. I;m about to straddle his hips when he grabs onto my waist and turns me around. He pulls me onto his lap with my back to his chest, his hands grabbing my ass and his
thumb pressing into my hole.
I gasp, my back arching. I glance over at Zaid and Aiden, their bodies still slumped over with sleep.
Jake drags his fingers to my pussy, gathering the wetness there and spreading it to my ass. The moment he presses the
head of his cock there, I hiss.
“Jake,” I moan, reaching back to grip the base of his cock.
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I line him up better, lifting myself up and then slowly lowering onto him.
His fingers dig into my hips, and he moans against my back. “Fuck. Fuck, you’re tight.”
I let my head fall back, slowly lowering myself on his length until my muscles clench around him, pulsing from the
intrusion. Every time it feels better, every time I feel fuller.
For a moment, we just breathe into each other. His hands run up and down my spine before they spread my ass cheeks
so he can get a better look.
“Alina, fuck, I will never get enough of you, baby.”
I shift my hips, but he stops me with his hands on my hips.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he chuckles. “Take it easy on me. I’m just a man.”
I laugh, nestling the back of my head onto his shoulder and closing my eyes. We just sit there still, together. Connected.
My ass clenches around him and he moans softly into my ear, kissing my earlobe.
Without warning, he grabs me from the bottom of my thighs and lifts me, then drops me. I moan, my skin breaking out
into goosebumps.
He lifts me three more times before he stills. “You gonna join us or just stare?”
I stiffen, looking over at both of the guys. Aiden is still sound asleep, but Zaid is awake, watching us. His eyes drop down
from my face to my pussy, and I suddenly become aware of how spread apart my legs are.
He adjusts the growing bulge in his pants and stands, making his way toward us. My heart hammers in my chest,
anticipation, excitement, and relief flooding me. He says nothing, just places one hand on the couch and leans in. He
kisses me, dropping his other hand between my legs where he circles my clit.
I jolt, moaning into his lips. His tongue explores me like he’s starving for it and that, combined with his hand on my clit,
and Jake’s cock in my ass, has me falling over my edge.
I tremble, whimpering into Zaid’s kiss. My hands drop to his wrist on instinct, but he doesn’t let that stop the precise movements of his fingers.
I feel Jake’s hands on my thighs as they tighten. His breath is a struggle and I know he’s close.
I’m dizzy, delirious.
Zaid lifts his hand from the couch, wrapping it around my throat to angle my head. It lets him thrust his tongue down my
throat, devouring me as I struggle to breathe.
He pinches my clit, and I shatter, crying into him as my entire body crumples into itself. My nipples peak, my pussy
clenching on nothing as my asshole grips tightly onto Jake’s cock.
His fingers dig into my ass cheeks, holding me still, and he pumps me full of his cum.