by Abby Gale
“You scared me,” I giggled nervously.
“Maybe it would be better if you got use to it,” he said with dark tone.
What did that mean?
31st October Day-18
Mike lied about the accident. Why would he do that? Is he hiding something?
I’ll figure out what he’s hiding, Angel. I’ll find out if he has something to do with your absence.
I was standing under the shower, distracted and replaying the previous night over and over.
After I got back home from the club, I was exhausted and preoccupied. I closed myself into Xander’s bedroom to examine Angel’s photos. But my night took a big turn and I upgraded my status from preoccupied to crazy with lust.
Alone, in the shower, I couldn’t help but visit those memories again.
Alex and Xander came to the room with mischievous glimpse in their eyes. I crooked my eyebrow at them in question.
“We liked your show tonight.” Alex said.
“It gave us some ideas.” Xander continued.
“What kind of ideas?” I asked.
I smiled at the memory while massaging my scalp with shampoo.
“Strip.” Xander demanded.
“What?” I couldn’t figure out what they were planning.
I shook my head at my stupidity while recalling the night, whereas their intentions were so clear.
“Do not make me repeat myself. Do as you’re told.” Xander said sharply.
“Kneel…like you did in the club,” he demanded when I was fully naked in front of them.
My body shook slightly, reminiscing the power that radiated around him as he stood tall before me.
“Since you seem to like being dominant and submissive at the same time…” he caressed my neck in sensual yet domineering way.
I felt Alex’s hand caress my side slowly.
“Kiss him.” Xander demanded above me.
When the water touched my lips I felt Alex’s kiss and the warm water ran through my body like Alex’s sweet and sensual caresses. The tingling sensation awakened the last night’s arousal.
“Tell me what you want.” Alex panted after our hot make out session. I understood what they were doing in that moment. I was already burning with desire because of his kisses and Xander’s radiating power above us.
“I want your face between my legs,” I said.
“This is how you’ll dominate him?” Xander mocked at me.
I narrowed my eyes at Xander and his hand immediately wrapped around my neck.
“I didn’t like this look on you,” he growled to my face.
I swallowed and turned to Alex.
“Eat my pussy like you’re starving,” I said to him and he smirked.
“Yes, ma’am.”
My soapy hand moved from my neck to my nipples and to my core. My tissue was still sensitive and a little sore from Alex’s hungry mouth and Xander’s punishing rhythm after that. I slowly caressed myself and stopped just before I came, like last night.
“Oh, Alex. Don’t stop!” I moaned. I was standing above him with my legs spread apart and my orgasm was so close. My legs shook with the pleasure, my muscles contracting with tension. I fisted his hair and tried to get him closer to me.
“Do not touch him. Put your hands behind your head.” Xander ordered behind me. His voice was husky.
I did as I was told and rotated my hips on Alex’s face.
“Oh, yes. Just like that Alex. Fuck!” I moaned.
I stopped when Xander wrapped his hand around my neck again, his hold was firm.
“Enough,” he ordered and I obeyed reluctantly.
Alex’s cock was lying rigid on his belly, he looked uncomfortable. I wanted to suck him, feel the hardness in my mouth but I waited for Xander’s order before demanding Alex what to do.
I leaned against the shower wall. The cool surface on my back was total opposite of Xander’s warm chest and pounding, punishing hard cock.
Alex was lying on the bed with his cock in my mouth. His hands were fisted on his sides so as not to touch me. He didn’t have permission to do it.
Xander thrust his cock into me slowly but deeply as I sucked Alex’s.
When Xander picked up his rhythm I pulled myself off from Alex’s cock and moaned loudly.
He wasn’t holding back. He was so rough almost painful.
“Xander, please,” I moaned and he stopped.
“If you stop sucking him off, I’ll stop, too,” he told me with a chilly tone. His control didn’t even waver.
“Xander,” I moaned again and he slapped my ass, four times, hard. My ass burned with pain.
The moment he heard Alex’s groan he continued his perfectly punishing rhythm till we all came.
“Flame? Are you going out? Fabien came, he has something you need to see,” I jumped when I heard Xander’s voice behind the bathroom door.
“Fuck,” I murmured to myself.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m coming right out,” I called out and rinsed my body from soap quickly.
After I’d quickly dressed, I went to Xander’s study. The music was coming out from Alex’s studio so I assumed he was there, working. I got into the study and greeted Fabien.
“Fabien, what did you find?” I asked.
“Since you’re spending more time with the ladies in the club I wanted to give you their background check first. I’m still working on your other co-workers,” he said, giving me a file.
“Thank you, Fabien. Can you give me an overview? Should I be afraid?”
I liked all the girls in the club. I didn’t want to think any of them might be behind the absence of Angel. They were my only friends after being anti-social life for so long. I was afraid of opening and reading that file.
“No, I don’t think so. Miss Sage has a rough history as I understood. And Miss Katia doesn’t have permission to work in the United States, she is from Russia. But I don’t think they are suspicious. They just have tough histories. Miss Salem and Miss Harley are also clear in my opinion,” he gave me a brief summary.
“I’m relieved.”
“You’ll be late to meet with the girls, Flame. If there is nothing suspicious about them and I also believe so, I think you can read the file later.” Xander said.
“Yes. Fabien, please be quick on the next file as well,” I said.
“I’m doing my best. Don’t worry. It just takes so much time because I don’t have any information about them but their names and faces,” he replied and nodded at me.
“Thank you for your work, Fabien. See you later,” I said and turned to kiss Xander.
His eyebrows slightly rose after I gave him short but hard kiss.
“I’m leaving now,” I said and walked toward the door.
“I think I’ll see you tomorrow night. Take care, HT!” I said over my shoulder and got out of the room. I was about to go back to bedroom to take my purse when my back hit the wall.
“What the-?” I started to say but Xander’s lips stopped me in the middle of my sentence.
He pressed his body into me. My shoulder blades grazed by the rough surface of the wall. His tongue penetrated into my mouth in a domineering way—making me forget everything but the taste of him.
“Whoa! What was that for?” I gasped.
“What does HT mean?” he whispered harshly.
“Short for Heart Throb,” I shrugged.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“You make my heart beat faster, it feels like throbbing.” My voice got quieter as I explained him his nickname.
“Hmm, I like that but I would prefer to make you throb somewhere else as well,” he seductively said against my lips.
“Don’t worry, you make me throb everywhere,” I whispered back at him.
“Good. Now, go before I change my mind,” he said cold but husky voice.
“Yes, sir,” I said with a smirk and ran to get my purse.
When I left the room with my purse and my journal, Fabien was
leaving Xander’s study.
“I’ll check them out and see if I can find anything, Mr. Vincent.” Fabien said and shook hand with Xander.
“Dawn? Are you leaving already?” Alex asked behind me. I didn’t realize he was out of the studio.
“Hey, G-Man. Yep, I’m leaving. I’ll see you guys tomorrow night.”
“And he is G-Man, now? What is it with you and the nicknames today?” Xander asked grumpily.
“What? I thought you liked your nickname,” I pouted at him like a kid. I liked the nickname I gave him.
“I didn’t say otherwise.”
“Wait…what is G-Man?” Alex asked.
“Short for Gorgeous Man,” I shrugged and blew him a kiss.
“Oh, I thought it was about G-spot or something but okay…I can work with gorgeous.”
“God! Can’t you guys just accept your nicknames?!” I asked slightly annoyed but mostly amused.
“What’s Xander’s nickname?” Alex said and leaned against the wall next to us.
“HT, short for Heart Throb.” Xander answered and rolled his eyes.
“Wait! Why is he the Heart Throb?” Alex protested with a frown.
“Because I’m making her heart throb, bro. Nothing new.” Xander answered arrogantly.
“Fuck you, bro.” Alex snapped at Xander.
“Guys! You’re worse than whiny bitches, really,” I groaned in annoyance but that caused them to chuckle.
I gave them cute nicknames and they complained but I called them whiny bitches and they were laughing? Boys…
“Okay, I’m going,” I said and walk past them. I realized they were following me behind until I arrived to the car.
“Miss Dawn.” Stephen greeted me with a head nod and opened the car door.
“You don’t have to take me home, Stephen. I can go by myself.”
“No. He’ll take you home.” Xander demanded behind me.
“Or I can take you with my bike.” Alex offered.
“Wait! You have a bike?” I asked him excitedly and he nodded.
“Okay. Let’s go with the bike,” I grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“Wait a sec.” Alex said and ran back home.
“Are you sure you wanna go on a bike? It’s cold outside.” Xander said, not happy with my decision. That was pretty clear on his grumpy but gorgeous face.
“It’s been years since I was on a bike. Bike or bus, you decide.”
“Fine,” he growled and nodded his head to Stephen.
“Will you go to the club tomorrow? Won’t you come home?” Xander asked. It wasn’t his question made me go to him. It was the way he said it.
He wasn’t making eye contact with me. These moments…the moments he tried to hide his feelings were the ones that gave me the most information about him and his emotions.
“It is my home, Xander.”
“Is it? Still?” he asked slowly after he turned his hypnotizing eyes at me.
He was right.
That place, the one I called home for over a year, didn’t feel like home anymore. But when I was with them, in this house, it was the closest I felt home after years.
“I’ll be home tomorrow night, after club,” I said as an answer.
“C’mon biker girl. Let’s go.” Alex came with a spare leather jacket for me and passed us to get his bike.
I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Xander sweetly. He was always complaining about my sweet kisses but this time he let me kiss him the way I wanted it.
“Don’t work so much,” I whispered against his lips. My eyes were still closed because of the lingering feeling of his lips on mine.
“If you don’t want me to barge in to your girls’ night, I’d better work,” he murmured.
Did that mean he would miss me enough to interrupt our night? I smiled at the thought.
“See you soon,” I said and turned my back to him when I heard the bike in the driveway. The bike was shiny black with electric blue strips on its sides. The roar of it was rough and powerful; giving me a thrilling excitement.
“Why didn’t you put your jacket on yet, babe?” Alex asked and stood in front of me.
“Let me put this on for you,” he pointed the helmet after I put on the jacket. The jacket was big but it immediately helped me get warmer.
Alex pecked me on the lips and put my helmet on for me.
“I hate that I won’t see you for two days.” Alex muttered.
“Hey! I’ll come back, okay? This girl needs some girls’ time,” I said softly. I couldn’t help but feeling like I was telling them goodbye. It was all their faults that I felt like that.
“Will you?” Alex asked.
“Will I what?”
“Will you really come back?”
“Alex, of course I’ll come back. As long as you guys want me to.”
I was about to cry because of them. What was wrong with them today? They were different.
“Okay…Good. Hop on the bike,” he said and got on his bike. I had to admit, he looked deliciously badass on that thing. But I was emotional I couldn’t appreciate the view as much as I wanted to have.
After I slid in behind him I turned to look at the house, smiling and waving at Xander who was still there. He waved back at me slowly. But what was that feeling inside me?
There was a feeling inside me that made it hard to breathe. I was emotional, ready to cry but I had no idea why. It was like a gut feeling—meaningless but affective.
I wrapped my arms around Alex’s waist tighter than necessary as we pulled out to the road.
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It was short and silent ride. I unlaced my arms around him when we stopped in front of my building. After we both took off our helmets I hugged him tightly and let him kiss me as long as he wanted. When we finally stopped I caressed his messy hair.
“What’s wrong with you two today? You guys made me all mushy. I’ll be away just one night.”
“I got used to being with you 24/7. It’s hard not to see your gorgeousness around the house,” he said with a half-smirk.
“Actually, I already miss you,” he sighed but he continued before I could say anything.
“Look, if you need anything, whatever it is or how silly it is…just call me, okay? You’re not alone, Dawn. You know that, right?” he said and tightened his arms around my waist.
“Go. Go now or you’ll make me say something I’m not ready to say yet,” I whispered against his lips.
I wasn’t a romantic girl. Before Angel disappeared we both wanted only fun. I’ve never dreamed of a romantic relationship. Men used to exist only for sex and fun for me. But after The Vincent Twins…something changed.
They were hot and fun, but they gave me something more than that in a very short time.
He didn’t say anything for a few seconds. He just looked into my eyes with…with what? Affection? Passion? Love?
“Have fun, Gorgeous,” he whispered after that sweet moment and put his helmet back on.
I got in my home with a smile on my face.
“What do you mean she’s banging Vincent twins?” Salem exclaimed.
“Ask her. I don’t know anything more than that.” Harley giggled and threw popcorn at me.
“What’s up with you guys and my life? Don’t you have your own?” I smirked at them. I was enjoying myself and my scandalous relationship.
“C’mon girl! You cannot keep all the juicy details of your life as a secret.” Salem whined when I didn’t answer dozens of her questions about my relationship with the twins.
“Okay, ask away,” I said after I sipped from my vodka cocktail.
“Okay, here it goes. Are they good?” Salem asked.
“Yep. They are epic,” I licked and bit my bottom lip playfully.
“Uggh…Of course they are. Are they twins in bed, too?” Harley winked at me.
“What do you mean?” I asked her. Actually I had an idea what she was talking about.
“I mean, do they have different styles or are the
y the same?” she rolled her eyes at me.
“They are totally different. I mean, they are like the exact opposites. One is rough, the other is tender,” I winked at her.
“Do they treat you right?” Sage asked this time. I thought she wasn’t giving any attention to us but I was glad she didn’t find our conversation silly.
“Yeah, they are. They are great.”
“Do you love them?” Salem asked.
I wasn’t ready to answer that question but I knew the answer.
“Hey! That’s enough about my life. Who wants some hot chocolate?” I said as standing up. I didn’t wait for their response and went to the kitchen to prepare it anyway.
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“Why didn’t Katia come, Salem? Have you heard anything from her?” I asked as we drank our drinks.
“She sent me a text an hour ago. She said she wasn’t feeling well.” Salem said.
“She is always so quiet. I wish she was here with us now.”
“She didn’t use to be like that. We were roommates with her a year ago and she was very chirpy. Then, she started to work in the club, for eight months now, but lately I cannot even recognize her. Something is bothering her but she won’t tell me a thing.” Salem explained. She was really concerned about her friend.
I nodded my head although I had a lot of questions. I knew I couldn’t ask further, without drawing attention to my inquisition.
“What about the guy who comes with your men?” Harley asked after a few minutes of silence.
“Guy with my men?” I frowned at her.
“Yeah, I saw a guy comes with your men every night. He looks wild. Who is he?” Harley asked and wiggled her eyebrows.
“Oh, you’re talking about Fabien.”
“Oh, is he French?” Harley asked.
“Canadian. Why are you asking about him?” I asked her cautiously.
“Because he is hot! Can you introduce us?” Harley said with a funny face.
“I don’t know him well enough, but I’ll try to find a way, okay?” I said. I couldn’t risk giving much information about Fabien because of Angel’s incident. But after all this drama was finished, I wanted to introduce them. They would be cute together.
She pouted but nodded her head to my answer.
“What about you, Sage? What’s your story?” I asked her.