I frantically nod. “Yes, oh god, yes.”
He’s putting pressure in all the right places, and after Maverick, I’m already wound up.
“When I take you, and I will take you, the guys will be there as well.”
He slams his mouth over mine, claiming me. He is rough, possessive, and demanding in how he kisses me. Not leaving any room between us. I bite his lip, and he lets out a feral groan.
“Fuck Letty you’re breaking my restraints.”
He grinds his hard length into me one more time, and then, as abruptly as he grabs me, he lets me go and takes off.
I sway on my feet. I try to catch my breath, but before I can, Axel is in front of me, covering my mouth with his hand just like Maverick had done. “Baby, I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember.”
“Take me.” The words are muffled behind Axel’s hand. For a moment I’m not sure he understood me. But the way he growlsand pushes me back against the wall I only just peeled myself off, I know he did.
His hand finds its way from my mouth to around my neck. He watches me, watching my reaction, his eyes flick from my eyes to my lips.
I thrust my hips. “I said take me.”
“Not yet.”
I don’t have time to process what he said before his mouth is on mine in a bruising kiss, he lightly nibbles my bottom lip, then returns to kissing me. He moves from my lips and kisses his way along my jaw with his hand that is around my neck he moves it up to my jaw, running his thumb over my lips before pushing it into my mouth. I suck his thumb, curling my tongue around it, and he pulls it out with an audible pop.
“Violet.” He groans, and I know he wants this as much as I do.
Wrapping his fist in my hair, Axel pulls on it to move my head to the side to get better access to my neck. His other hand roughly grabbing at my ass while he grinds himself against me.
“Axel, please.” I’m panting. I’m a turned-on mess. “Please let me come. This teasing is getting to me.”
“I can tell. You smell divine all wet and needy for me, forus, but not yet.”
“Please.” I whine, bucking my hips trying to get some friction but he pulls back. I let out a needy frustrated groan.
Axel chuckles in response before his mouth is once again claiming mine in a possessive kiss. Instead of nibbling, hebitesmy lip. And then he’s gone.
I lick my lip, not surprised when a metallic taste coats my tongue; he made me bleed. My head is spinning. The fog on the floor from the fog machine perfectly reflects the state of my mind. They have left me panting and slightly unsteady on my feet. I take a moment to catch my breath and clear my head.
I kissed them all, and I want to say I’m surprised that I want to do it again. But if I’m honest with myself, I’m not. I almost want them as much as they want me.
When I finally make it out of the haunted mansion I breathe a sigh of relief. But that relief is short-lived when I’m met with three dark hungry gazes. Landon’s honey eyes, Maverick’s hazel eyes and Axel’s crystal blue eyes I can see the want, the need, the determination.
All three gazes darken.
“Come on little one let’s go home.”
CHAPTER SIX
Landon
She is so flustered. She doesn’t know if she should run away from us or run toward us. She should probably run, but I will chase her. I will always chase her.
She’s trying her best not to give herself away, but she’s lost the battle. Those beautiful blue eyes framed by long black lashes, bounce between us, her desire eating away at the blue, and those walls coming down.
Yes, the battle between her heart and mind is more than evident in her eyes. I watch her swallow hard. I offer my hand as an invitation. “Come on Violet, let’s go.”
She takes my hand before confessing that maybe she doesn’t like it when I call her Violet after all. And that has me grinning ear to fucking ear.
Suddenly she is dropping my hand like it burnt her and taking a few steps away. Puzzled, I look up to see the reason. Our parents.
