Page 69 of Knox Academy Omnibus
“Dick,” I hiss.
“Exactly, who has the best dick.”
“You. Always you, Kalen. But it’s the gigantic one hanging from your forehead.”
The twins laugh.
“Whatever. Budge up, I’m putting movies on. I’m far too buzzed to sleep yet.”
We all settle back against Sawyer’s headboard, and I marvel at how his bed easily fits the four of us; I was definitely too distracted to notice that last time I was here. Kalen puts on some corny scary movie but it just makes me laugh. Eventually Kalen gets up to make us drinks, and I find myself in the middle of a twin sandwich. This time it’s innocent - we’re just sitting - but I can feel every single millimetre where their bodies press against mine. It’s like being burned, but it never felt so good. A low groan escapes my lips without my realising.
“Amelie-” Onyx warns.
“Shut up and kiss me.” I don't know if it’s a conscious decision to choose him first - or hell, to even kiss any of them atall - but the demand is blurted out of my mouth before I can even process what I’m doing. Onyx doesn’t need to be told twice.
He presses against me, rolling me slightly onto my back so that I’m lying down, pressed up against Slate’s hard body. They don’t try to restrain me, they don’t speak. It’s perfect and nothing like the dark and dangerous situation they threatened me with the last time. Onyx and I just kiss whilst Slate runs his hand up and down my arm, making me shiver.
“Alright! Now the party's really getting started!” Kalen whoops.
“Dick.”
“Yep. It’s a sausage party! Let’s get naked!”
“No one is getting naked, Kalen,” Onyx snaps. “I was just giving Amelie a goodnight kiss.” Kalen pouts and declares he wants one too.
He pounces on me, straddling me, even though Onyx and Slate are pressed close on either side of me. Kalen’s kiss is possessive and demanding. As much as he jokes about sharing me, he kisses me like he has something to prove. He steals my breath, and my sanity, as Slate and Onyx move as one to run their hands down my exposed sides. Goosebumps erupt wherever they touch and my nipples harden visibly against the flimsy white costume. Why did I not want to take this further again? Oh yeah, stupid triggery shit I’d rather forget.
I groan in heated frustration as Kalen pulls away. I want more, damn it. So much more.
“I need a shower. I’m oily and Sawyer will kill me if I gunk up his bed,” Kalen tells me with a soft kiss to the lips. Then he’s gone and it’s just the twins and I once again.
“Here,” Onyx takes my hands and helps me to sit up. “Let us help you.” He gently unfastens the veil from my hair and begins to unpin the dark curls from their complicated up-do that Elsie insisted on. When he’s done, he runs his fingers through myhair, massaging my scalp, whilst Slate gently unclips and unrolls my stockings.
“I can’t sleep in this,” I murmur and Onyx gets up from the bed to grab me one of Sawyer’s t-shirts from the drawer. I pull it on over my head and slip off the all in one costume before poking my arms through the shirt. The twins smirk at me.
“Impressive girl shit. I thought for sure I was going to get a glimpse of you naked.” Onyx smiles to show he’s joking.
“Soon.” I wink.
And then I’m distracted as Slate gently guides me back down onto the bed, taking up a similar position to the one Kalen was in. The shower shuts off just as Slate’s lips descend on mine and my eyes flutter closed.
His kiss is perfection, heated but slow. He stokes and builds a fire in me until I’m squirming on the bed beneath him. The bed dips and I feel Kalen’s body press against mine. Onyx and Kalen’s hands stroke my thighs where the shirt has ridden up and Slate’s arousal presses against my core.
“Let us make you feel good, Amelie,” Slate whispers against my lips. I don’t answer, I can’t. I keep my eyes firmly closed for fear that if I open them it will reveal I’m dreaming, and nod for him to continue.
He continues to kiss me a moment longer whilst Kalen and Onyx move as one to push my shirt up further. Slate slowly kisses his way along my jawline as his fingers trail down my body.
When he reaches my entrance he’s able to easily slide a finger in just as Onyx kisses me once again. Slate’s guitar playing experience pays off and he quickly has me trembling on the edge of my release, two fingers deep inside whilst his thumb strums my clit. He treats me like his beloved instrument, worshipping me to make me sing. My body winds tight and I start to tremble.Kalen tweaks a nipple suddenly and with a cry, I cum hard. Too soon; I wasn’t ready for it to be over.
“Sleep now, beautiful,” Slate tells me with a kiss to my temple. Onyx wraps me in his arms so that I’m laid on my side and Kalen covers us with the duvet. I’m asleep before Slate even joins us under the covers.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Amelie
So apparently the only thing more awkward than waking up in bed with three brothers, is being woken by the fourth, very pissed off brother, who also happens to be the teacher whose house we commandeered to turn into party central. Sawyer used the term “breaking and entering” but Kalen maintains that he had permission to be there.
I’m not sure what made Sawyer more crazy: the party, the mess, or finding us in his bed. I think he just about had a fit when I crawled out from under the covers in his shirt. He said it was his favourite and Kalen teased him about the “lady pumps” I had put into it (I hadn’t).
