“Hungry?” Brandon asked as he dried himself off. He glanced over at Mackenzie who was still prone on her stomach. “Looks like she’s worn out.” He knew it was because she was still recovering.
Jesse shrugged. “Guess so… she’s breathing. I checked.” He walked over to the minifridge and grabbed a water bottle. “I’m starving. Thanks for letting me be a part of this.”
“No problem.” Brandon hung the towel over a chair and sat on the end of the bed. Caressing Mackenzie’s calf, he looked at Jesse. “Did you look at the menu?” Neither of them paid attention that the other was naked. “I want cheese fries.”
Jesse read the entire thing twice, unsure. Then he looked up at Brandon. “When do you guys have to leave?”
“Tuesday morning.”
“That’s a big travel day.”
Brandon had a puzzled look on his face. “Why?”
“The day after Labor Day, man.”
“Oh right, damn.” Brandon regretted not waiting another day, but he had to use the time he had. “If I tell you something, can you keep it from her?”
Jesse gave him a lopsided grin. “Of course.”
“Cool. I can’t find us a place to stay.”
“Oh shit. That’s not good.” Jesse looked down. Then he grinned madly. “Did she tell you I live in Coconut Creek?”
“Coconut Creek? Where’s that?” Brandon was very confused. He did not know Florida well.
Jesse glanced at Mackenzie who was moving her ass a bit. “It’s a city next to Coral Springs. I heard that’s where her company moved to.”
“Yeah, so?”
“You guys could use my place until you find something.” Jesse hoped they didn’t and she was there when he came home. “It’s small, but I don’t have a roommate.”
Brandon stared at him, thinking he heard wrong. “You serious?”
“Sure. I don’t mind. I only have one set of keys on me, so make sure I get Mackenzie’s phone number before you guys leave.”
“You’re a lifesaver, man.” Brandon sighed with relief. “I had no idea what we were gonna do.”
After wolfing down scrambled eggs, bacon and fries, Brandon looked to a finally stirring Mackenzie. He stood up and told Jesse, “Hey, make her a plate. I’m gonna check on her.”
Mackenzie rolled over and closed her eyes again. She was still tired. Her hands smoothed her tangled hair. That’s gonna take some work to fix. Then she groaned at the ache between her legs.
“You OK?” Brandon carefully climbed on the bed and lay next to her. When she didn’t respond, he caressed her cheek, holding back his anxiety. “Tink, do I need to call a doctor?” The course of medication was almost over. He worried she was relapsing. “Talk to me, please.”
She turned into his open arm and snuggled against him. “Just bushed.”
“You’ll feel a bit better after you eat.” Brandon kissed her lips and quickly checked for a fever. She was cool to the touch.
As if on cue, Jesse walked over with juice and her plate. He sat on Mackenzie’s other side and stabbed some eggs and potatoes with her fork. “He’s right. You need to eat.” He held the fork towards her and smiled when she opened her mouth.
Mackenzie chewed slowly, although she was very hungry. She reached for the glass and took a sip, apple her favorite. She finished eating before she even got out of bed.
Jesse walked back to the table with the dishes. Halfway there, he tripped over his own pants, kicking them on top of Brandon’s. He shook his head. Good thing he had already impressed her with his dick.
Just as Brandon helped Mackenzie off the bed, he heard his phone vibrating. When she entered the bathroom, he pulled his pants out from under Jesse’s and searched his pockets for it. When he read the screen, he couldn’t believe how many missed calls and texts there were from several of the guys. Jesse’s phone must have landed on his, because he had not heard the phone go off until Jesse tripped.
“Something wrong?” Jesse saw the odd expression on Brandon’s face.
Brandon looked up. “This is weird.” He pulled up the most recent text from Scott.
Where the hell are you guys? We go on in 20 minutes. We can’t find Jesse either. Jake is so pissed off. Get your ass back here, now!
“Shit!” Brandon cleared the screen and checked the time. That should have been the first thing he did, but had thought it was early. “We gotta go!” He banged on the bathroom door. “Get out here and get dressed. We don’t got time for you to take a shower.”
Jesse started pulling his pants on. “We’re late? What the hell time is it?”
“6:40, we go on in 20 minutes.” Brandon was starting to panic. He had never been late for a show before. He grabbed his clothes and threw them on fast.
Mackenzie peeked into the room. “I look like a fucking witch! I can’t go outside like this.”
Jesse grabbed his baseball cap and offered it to her. “Just use this.”
She stepped out and took it, reluctantly. It was better than nothing. After getting dressed, she put all of her hair in the hat.
“Damn it!” Brandon shouted as he ran through the hallways, backstage. They were fifteen minutes late already. He had Jesse walk with Mackenzie, knowing she couldn’t keep up. The sound of Delirious still playing gave him some relief.
Scott’s mouth dropped when he saw Brandon. His hair was just lying flat, which looked good on him, but was not his style. “Did you forget to set an alarm?”
“I had my phone on vibrate. I’m so sorry.” Brandon was panting, hands on his knees. Jesse and Mackenzie arrived just before Brandon caught his breath.
Scott gasped, seeing them together. “Where you been, Jesse? We been searching for you.”
“I was held up at security because I lost my pass.” It was actually hidden in Mackenzie’s purse.
Rolling his eyes, Scott scowled as he looked at their unkempt appearance, and Mackenzie wore the same dress as the day before. “No fucking way. Someone would’ve seen you.” He was sure they all had spent the night together. Jealousy boiled in his veins. Why didn’t they invite me instead?
Then he recalled the great time he had with Austin and Kenny. It wouldn’t have happened if Brandon had invited him to their hotel room. Kenny was eager to please, but nervous as hell. He willingly sucked both Scott and Austin’s cocks, but when Austin wanted to penetrate him, his eyes opened wide. Scott coaxed him into it with a blowjob. While in a 69 position, Scott and Kenny performed mutual oral while Austin broke Kenny in slowly. Austin was better with newbies. He understood how hard it was to learn control.
“I had to stop them from throwing him out, really.” Brandon grinned, because that was the truth. They planned it that way. “When do we go on?”
Before Scott answered, the stage went silent, and Jake came into view. “Now, dickhead! You’re fucking late! No matter how good of a fuck she is, it doesn’t give you the right to hold up the fucking show.”
Brandon held back the urge to punch him in the mouth to shut him up. “I’m here now. Let’s go.” He could hear the crowd getting rowdy.
The members of Delirious passed them one by one. “I can’t sing anymore.” Liam patted Jake on the back.
“He’s finally here,” Jake replied and headed to calm the audience.
Austin, who had already been on the stage, came down. “Brandon, what happened to your hair?”
Brandon ignored them and gave Mackenzie a kiss then took his guitar from Daniel. He stopped halfway up the stairs when he heard Jake talking to the crowd.
“Sorry about the delay,” Jake said into the microphone. “Brandon’ll tell you all about it in a few seconds… Let’s go Bran—don!” The entire amphitheater chanted his name.
Trying not to blush, Brandon stepped up to his own mic. “I was busy.” He glared at Jake, whose eyebrows rose. He knew what that meant. “I’m sorry I was late, but she was worth it.”
“You see…” Jake grinned. “His dick made him do it.” Laugher came from every
direction. “So, Brandon… Can she still walk?”
Brandon scanned the crowd then winked, getting into the banter. “Yeah, but kinda funny… wait till her boyfriend tries to fuck her tonight.” They all laughed.
“Enough talk about Brandon’s dick,” Austin whined into his mic. “Who wants to hear some music?” The cheers he received were what he hoped for. “Hell yes! Is it time for ‘Heaven and Hell,’ guys?” More enthusiastic responses. “Then let’s go!”
Mackenzie looked around for Ashley. She found her in the VIP section, with a few other girls. They were all laughing about the exchange between Jake and Brandon. Immediately, she regretted coming straight to the show. Brandon had told her no one would be on the bus.
Ashley smirked, as she looked Mackenzie up and down. “He wasn’t joking, was he?” When all she got was a blush, she added, “Same dress as last night.” Her eyebrows rose. “Jesse’s hat is a nice touch, but it doesn’t hide the waddling. Which one of them did that to you?”
Shocked that everyone knew Jesse was with them, Mackenzie didn’t know what to say. Her face had heated up so much; it was obvious it was true. Then a memory of them pounding her hard together made her shudder.
“That good, huh?” a woman she did not know asked.
Mackenzie tried to hide the slight ache in her thighs. Other than that, she decided there was no point in denying the truth. “Yep, they were amazing.”
Jesse came into view, moving a speaker back into place. The ladies hooted and hollered at him. He looked up, surprised, but then he smiled at Mackenzie. The expression she wore told him the women knew he helped create her awkward gait. Maybe their little tryst would give him a better chance with the chicks if she bragged about him.
Chapter Thirty Three
Brandon put an arm around Mackenzie’s shoulders. Their set was over and Mark of the Devil was playing. They stood just off stage, watching them. Brandon had always liked them. Anthony Demarco, their lead guitarist, was one of his influences.
The band was very animated and normally interacted with the crowd throughout their entire set. The singer let the audience sing a line for him then held the microphone to the bassist’s mouth so he could sing the next. During the guitar solo, he jumped up onto a step at the front and threw his hands up, rousing the crowd. He got them to shout Anthony’s name.
“They’re good,” Mackenzie said in Brandon’s ear. She had never heard them live. “Is this a new song?”
Brandon nodded then looked back at the band. The last time he saw them was almost two years ago. They were playing “War Heroes,” their first song to get radio play. Most of their music was too hard for the radio. That song was only slightly softer, but the beat was catchy, so it was popular.
After the next song, Mackenzie felt someone behind her. The band was talking to the crowd. She had thought she heard breathing. She whirled around to see Jon with his huge arms folded over his very broad chest. He looked like “The Rock” standing there. She looked up at him, wondering just how tall he was. Still holding onto Brandon she waved at him.
Jon smiled. He was glad she looked even better than the day before. Even her eyes held more spark. He leaned down and asked, “How you doing? You look good.”
She smiled widely. “Stronger today, thanks.” Since taking a shower after Wicked End’s set, she felt better than when they arrived.
He laid a hand on her back. “Good to hear. Too bad I couldn’t get Crystal and them to play too.”
Brandon heard and smirked. He hoped her and Giovanni would do another foursome on the tour. He really enjoyed the first one. “Everything ready for January now?” he shouted, turning around.
“Yep, but I wanna talk to all you guys about coming over to Demonfire.” Jon hesitated. He didn’t like to poach bands, but he felt Wicked End got a bum record deal. “As in a new deal.”
Wicked End had signed a contract for two albums six months ago. “Um, you know we’re locked in for now, right?”
“Yep, I get it.” Jon took a deep breath. “I just wanna give you some options after it’s done.”
Brandon pulled Mackenzie close and hugged her. “Let me get Jesse or Scott to stay with her.” He kissed her lips when she scowled at him. “Don’t get mad. I don’t like the way Dean looks at you, and you’ve only been out of bed a few days. Let me worry, please.”
She sighed and met his pleading eyes. “I can take care of myself.”
“Tink.” He caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “I love you. When you’re stronger I’ll back off. I promise.” He dropped a kiss on her nose. “Until then, it’s my job to protect you.” He glanced up at Jon. “Keep an eye on her. I’ll be right back.” He kissed her forehead and walked backstage.
Jon shook his head. “Wow, he’s got it bad.” He had never seen Brandon that crazy about a woman. “Overprotective much?” He laughed.
Mackenzie smiled. “Yeah, just a bit.” Then she jumped when Anthony played a high-pitched sequence of notes on stage behind her. She giggled at herself. “I forgot they were still up there.” Another song started, and she turned around.
Jon stood behind her until Jesse and Brandon returned. The music was too loud to hear each other, so Jon pointed backstage. He and Brandon headed to a private meeting room he had prepared.
“You OK?” Jesse tried not to press his body against hers as he spoke close to her ear. A nod made him smile. Then the memory of cumming inside of her made him shudder. He could not believe his first time was with her and so memorable. “Do you need some water?” He had a bottle with him just in case.
She turned to him a bit too quickly and stumbled. When his arms wrapped around her, she looked into his eyes. The night before played through her mind. He quickly figured out how to give her incredible pleasure. She hoped Brandon allowed him to be one of the approved men to please her when he was not around.
“Thanks.” She gently pulled away from him, not wanting to feel even more heat between them.
He blushed as his dick hardened. “You’re welcome.” Then he handed her the water. He wondered if he would have another chance with her. Brandon obviously trusted him.
They stayed for a few more songs. Then Mackenzie turned to Jesse and shouted, “I’m going to go look for Brandon.”
“OK.” Jesse followed her. They checked several rooms backstage, to no avail. Then they entered one where there was a large crowd.
“Hey Kenzie,” Scott shouted. He quickly pulled her over to where he had been. “This is Dominic from Gasoline, and Adrian from Delirious.”
Jesse knew she was safe with Scott, so he accepted a beer from a passing coworker and headed towards some people he knew.
Mackenzie smiled and shook Dominic and Adrian’s hands. Then she turned to Scott. “You seen Brandon?”
“He’s still with Jon and Jake, talking about our new record deal,” Scott relayed. “Jon wants us to sign with him, but we signed a contract for this album and one more.”
Mackenzie looked around, hoping Dean was not there while the men talked. She found him and a girl coming through a side door. Quickly, she grabbed Scott’s arm.
Scott smiled and put his arm around her shoulders, holding her close to him. “He’ll be back.” He turned back to Dominic. “I’ve always wanted to check out your studio. Brandon said it was pretty cool.” Then Mackenzie wrapped her arms around his waist. He looked down at her. She looked nervous. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
She cringed when Dean headed in their direction. She met Scott’s eyes. Should I tell him? She didn’t want to start trouble. After all, she did want to fuck him anyway. The look in Dean’s eyes frightened her, though.
Dean’s smile widened when she glanced at him. He had found his entertainment for the next hour. With an evil grin, he yanked her away from Scott. “I need to talk to her about something. I’ll bring her back.”
Mackenzie begged Scott to intervene with her eyes, afraid to cause a scene. She struggled a little, trying to make Dean release her, b
ut he held her arm tightly.
Scott watched them walk away and got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. “Um, hang on a minute.” He started to follow them, but Adrian put a hand on his shoulder.
“Wait, Scott. I wanted to ask a favor.” Adrian had been trying to talk to him since they had arrived the day before.
Turning back, he sighed. “She needs me.” He glanced back and watched them disappear into an adjoining room, Dean’s hand on her back.
“This won’t take long. I promise.” Adrian was nervous, but promised the rest of his band he would ask. When Scott stayed, he continued, “We wanna record a cover of ‘The Fires of Hell.’ Would that be OK?”
Mackenzie’s breath quickened when the door closed behind them. She slowly gathered her strength, in case she needed it. “What’d you want?” Her tone revealed her anger.
Dean ignored her and moved fast. He pinned her against a wall, her back to him. “You know what I want.” His hand traveled up her skirt and over the front of her thigh. “I want some more of…” He ran his fingers over her pussy. “…this.” He moaned softly in her ear while grinding his stiff cock into her ass. “Does Brandon know I fucked you?”
She shuddered, trying to think fast. “Yeah, and it’s not gonna happen again.” She tried to pull her hands free that were over her head. “Let me go!” She felt him opening his pants and fought harder. “You’ll be sorry if you hurt me again.” When the skin of his erection touched her, she pushed him back, uselessly.
“I love a fighter.” He was enjoying her body wriggling, rubbing his cock with her ass. “You want my dick, don’t you?” He jerked her skirt up, exposing her ass. “Want it up here?” He angled his cock down and slid it between her cheeks. “That would be perfect.”
She flinched, imagining the agony that would cause. “Get off!” she screamed.
He shoved her into the wall and pressed the head of his cock to her entrance. “I’m getting what I want, you little tease.”
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