AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Come play with us,” Quint says cheerfully.
I’m not given the option of refusing. Before I know it, I’m sitting on a couch, perched beside West. He rifles through the games and taps two of them. I’ve played in here with West, but never with the whole pack.
“These are the most fun because Ross and Quint lose.”
I peek a glance at Quint. He smirks and waggles his eyebrows.
I’m not sure how he manages to get his lanky frame to look so relaxed. The twins are never more huge than when they’re sitting beside me. And still, after all these years, I want nothing more than to crawl into their laps and bury my nose in the crook of their necks.
I clear my throat, feeling a burn up my chest and into my cheeks. “I don’t mind, whatever you want.”
They choose one, and I barely manage to pay attention to the instructions before it starts.
It takes about ten minutes before I realise rules are merely guidelines, and whatever the hell they are playing isn’t what we’re actually playing.
I muddle through it with West helping me. He chortles and elbows me, getting closer until we’re pressed thigh-to-thigh, shoulder-to-shoulder.
It’s insane because all four of them are crazy competitive but in a happy way. Quint and West don’t team up with each other, either. It’s every alpha for himself.
Ross keeps handing me morsels of food to eat and topping up my drink, and it’s only on my third top up that I realise my cheeks are aching from laughing and my stomach hurts.
I haven’t had this much fun in forever.
Quint suddenly lunges at Ross, pining him to the couch. He licks the side of his face. I’m laughing right up until they start kissing.
Heat rips through me in a way I haven’t experienced in a long time. I burn, and I find myself frozen, my hand outstretched.
My heart clenches painfully, and I force myself to look away. I don’t dare look at Ian right now. I’m sure he’d see right through me.
Ian grips my wrist and drags me off my couch and onto the one beside him. I perch on the edge, still keeping my eyes averted.
“Look at me,” he hisses.
I force my eyes until we’re staring at each other. He searches for something, I don’t know what, but the answer steals a gusty sigh out of him.
“Do you want to go for a walk?”
“Yes!” I say before he even finishes the sentence.
He stands up and holds out his hand. I glance at Ross and Quint, who are peeling clothes off each other, and put my hand in his.
West follows us, silent as a shadow. His fingertips brush over my hips every now and then. When we get outside, Ian disappears, and I’m stuck with the fire set inside me and West’s fingers teasing me with innocent brushes. The image of Ross and Quint plays in my mind, and not even the cool night air can touch the heat in my skin. I remain perfectly still while West moves around me like a circling shark. All of my attention is focused on him. His scent, his movements, his touch.
I barely notice the crescent moon high in the sky or the twinkling stars.
“Do you have a problem with my brother and Ross?”
I jerk my head in his direction. “Not at all.”
West hums. “My brother and I like to share our lovers.”
I gulp and edge back from him. Where is Ian? “And you share Ross?”
“And Ian. Though he doesn’t share too well, he’s too pushy. Control freak.”
“Ah-ha. That sounds fun.” I glance away from him, searching the shadows. Where is Ian? My control is tenuous.
“We’ve been really looking forward to sharing you.”
