Hunt shuffled down the bed until his face was level with my chest. He closed his mouth around one hard nipple through my shirt, his teeth pulled at it and made me arch my back, pushing my chest harder into his face as I moaned loudly into Gabe’s kiss.

  I felt Hunt’s fingers tease at the bare skin between my shirt and pants, silently asking me for permission to go further. I used my other hand to move his hand upwards under my shirt until our combined hands dragged it up enough it had to stop for where his mouth was still on my nipple. He released my nipple long enough to shove the shirt the rest of the way up my chest before his mouth moved instantly back, sucking my nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. His hand surrounded my other breast and squeezed firmly.

  Gabe’s hand released my jaw and he slid it firmly down my side before coming to a stop at the waistband of my pants, his fingers trailing along it. I reached down and pushed his hand into my pants, and seconds later Gabe’s fingers slid through my wetness and brushed over my clit.

  Fuck. My pussy was aching for them, pulsing with need. They had taken only moments to stoke the flames of my desire into a raging fire.

  We both moaned and my head fell to the mattress as I panted harshly, Gabe’s mouth going back to my neck to kiss and nip at the skin there. He rubbed harder against my clit before moving down and using my own wetness to thrust two fingers deep inside me.

  I cried out at the feeling of fullness. It had been a long time since I’d had any sexual contact to even this degree. And fuck, it felt so good.

  My hips rocked onto his fingers, moving with the slow thrust of them.

  Gabe’s thumb found my clit again while his fingers continued to move in and out of me. I could feel my climax building rapidly and my pussy started clenching around his fingers. He lifted his head, his eyes watching my face and taking in every twitch, pant, and moan.

  “That’s it, beautiful, ride my fingers,” he murmured as he watched me.

  Hunt bit down on the nipple in his mouth and it sent me flying over the edge. Gabe’s other hand slid over my mouth before the first cry left it. My pussy pulsed around his fingers and pleasure flooded me like a tidal wave.

  Giving one last lick to my nipple Hunt trailed his mouth all the way back up my chest and neck and after moving his brother's hand his mouth devoured mine again.

  Releasing my mouth he looked at me with hungry eyes. “Fuck, sweetheart, you are stunning when you cum,” he murmured, his voice filled with desire. “I want you so badly right now.” A hand trailed up the side of my leg sending a shiver through me.

  The sudden sound of someone clearing their throat startled us all, and we all turned towards the door in a flurry of movement. Apparently, we were so caught up in our activities that we hadn’t even heard the door open or seen the change in light from the hall. Colt was standing there, his arms crossed over his chest and one eyebrow arched.

  "I think it's best if Lexi gets some sleep," he said, his tone amused. "Just like you guys were planning to do an hour ago."

  Hunt let out an irritated groan. “Fucking cockblocker.”

  I chuckled and playfully pushed Hunt back onto the bed with my hand. I quickly adjusted my shirt to cover my chest, noticing the flicker of desire in Colt's eyes as they trail over my skin before I got my shirt straightened.

  “Can I trust you all to behave or do I need to send you both to your own beds and take your place?”

  My body flushed with heat at his words. Imagining Colt where Hunt and Gabe had been just moments before sent a surge of arousal through me.

  Gabe laughed, the movement vibrating through my body, before he nodded to Colt. “We can behave.”

  He responded with a hum and made his way over to the armchair, which appeared to have become his usual spot for sleeping. "If you don't behave, I'll have to kick you out," he warns with a playful tone.

  I propped myself up on my hands to get a better look at him as he settled in. "How was your phone call?" I asked curiously.

  He glanced at me with an unusual expression. "It was alright, princess. Let's talk about it tomorrow." He appeared exhausted, and that's why I didn’t push it any further and simply nodded in agreement. I fell back onto the bed, but I didn't miss the look of gratitude on his face.

  “Get some sleep, princess. You will need it tomorrow.”

  I started to lift my head again to question him but Gabe chuckled and physically rolled me towards Hunt again before curling around my back, his hand wrapped around my waist to pull me back into him. Hunt ended up rolling onto his stomach with his arms under the pillow and my leg still tangled in his. My hand slid under the pillow to twine with his and he smiled softly without opening his eyes again, my other hand did the same with Gabe’s on my waist.

  "Sweet dreams, princess," was whispered in a gentle tone, and though I heard it, I was already drifting back to sleep.

  That night was the first night I didn't wake from a nightmare since arriving there.

  Alexis

  The following morning, I woke up from a restful sleep and realized that Gabe and Hunt had already left. I noticed that the sheets were still warm, indicating that they had left not long before I woke up. Their absence may have been what woke me from my sleep.

  Or perhaps it was the sensation of being watched by Colt, who sat in the armchair, elbows on his knees and hands clasped together.

  I sat up in bed, resting against the headboard. “Were you watching me sleep?” I asked, my voice was still groggy from sleep.

  He shrugged, a small smile played at the corners of his lips. “Maybe.”

  I let out a soft chuckle, but I knew something was up, he was never normally still there when I woke up. “Is something wrong?”

  His forehead creased with a frown for a moment before he looked down at his clasped hands. “There still hasn’t been any progress on finding Dominick. It’s almost like he vanished into thin air or even left the country. But we know he wouldn’t have left.” He gives me a meaningful look.

  I gave a hum in agreement. “No, he wouldn’t have left while I’m still breathing.”

  Colt tilted his head to the side, studying me. "You seem surprisingly calm about that."

  I made a dismissive sound, but then took a moment to think about how to say what I was about to say. “Did you know I died once? Dominick had literally killed me before,” I started, my voice steady and not betraying the turmoil I was feeling. “While I was on the emergency room table my heart completely stopped. One of the many times he stabbed me, he punctured my lung and it filled up with blood. I almost choked to death on my own blood but then my heart couldn’t deal with the stress and I flatlined for five and a half minutes.”

  He remained utterly silent while I dredged up the memories of what that man had done to me.

  “For a long time, the doctors were unsure if I would fully recover. They even spoke about potential brain damage due to lack of oxygen. I had to attend a lot of physical and mental therapy in an attempt to move past what happened. And at the same time I was also all alone being hidden in a completely strange city with a whole new identity to remember, because I could no longer live the life I had been living. Hell, my parents still think I died that day.”

  He watched me with a sad expression, but didn't interrupt as I spoke at my own pace.

  "I refuse to give that man any power over me ever again. He has already destroyed my entire life once, and there's nothing he can do to me that he hasn't already done. I won't let him instill fear in me or take away the newfound courage I've found in myself. I won't allow his presence to affect my life again."

  We sat there in silence for a few moments, the words and memories circling the air around us, before he spoke, his intense eyes never leaving mine.

  “I will never truly know what you went through or how you survived what you did. We are all in awe of you. The complete strength of will you show is astounding. But there is something I do need to say and I need you to remember. You are not alone anymore and you never will be again. Ask any one of us and we will all tell you the same thing.”

  Nothing I had said since waking up affected me as much as him saying those words to me with that amount of conviction. My heart squeezed in my chest as he kept watching me before I dipped my head slightly to acknowledge his words.

  He stood in a smooth motion and made his way towards the door, leaving me to my thoughts and my morning routines.

  ____________

  Entering the gym later that day to do my normal workout, I almost tripped as I walked across the threshold.

  On my tongue.

  The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the gym as Colt and Gabe moved around the mats, their bare feet making soft slapping sounds against the rubber surface. Sweat glistened on their skin under the bright lights, giving them a slick, almost otherworldly appearance. I'd never seen them truly spar before, always leaving before they started, but now I'm transfixed by the way their muscles flexed and rippled with each movement.

  All they were wearing was shorts and skin. And the slight gleam of sweat tells me they had been there for a little while already.

  I felt my cheeks heat up at the way they move around each other and I stood there just in the door watching them as they tried to land strikes on each other as they moved barefoot around the mats. It was impossible to look away.

  It was like watching porn.

  Gabe's eyes flickered to me in the doorway, offering Colt the distraction he needed to take him to the ground and into a hold that had Gabe tapping out in seconds. Colt released him again and they slowly returned to their feet as Gabe grouched at him about being unfairly disadvantaged.

  Colt just ignored him as his eyes ran down my body taking in the gym clothes I’m wearing. He signaled for me to come to where he was standing at the center of the mats. "Come over here, princess, so I can give you a lesson on self-defense," Colt said.

  I raised an eyebrow at him and smiled slightly. "Self-defense?"

  "Yes, I want you to have at least the basics, just in case something happens and we're not around or occupied with other intruders," he explained.

  I shrugged at that and started making my way towards him, putting my towel and water bottle on the ground at the edge of the space. I removed my shoes and socks and put them into a cubby hole near the door, returning barefoot to the mats like him.

  “Let Gabe tape up your hands so you don’t get hurt,” Colt advised.

  Gabe, who had left the mats only a moment before, returned with a roll of hand tape and motioned for me to hold out my hands. I did as instructed and he got to work wrapping up my hands and knuckles securely, his eyes flicking up to mine every now and then as he did. When he finished, he tapped the top of my hands and gave me a sharp smirk before walking away, tossing the roll back onto a bench before he took up position leaning against the wall near the door. He was still only in a pair of shorts and nothing else, and I could see his sleek muscles ripple as he crossed his arms across his chest.

  I focused back on Colt to see heated amusement on his face as he watched me watch Gabe. My eyes briefly took him in again as I moved to stand before him. Where Gabe was all sleek and speed, Colt was pure power. And like Gabe, Colt still hadn’t put a fucking shirt on.

  Fuck me. This was going to be torture. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears, and I was not sure if it was from nerves or arousal.

  Colt waited until I appeared ready before explaining. “We’ll start simple. When I come at you I want you to use both arms to knock mine outwards, and then use my momentum to grab my neck and pull down while you lift your knee up. Are you following? We will go slowly the first time. Don’t actually hit my face.”

  I heard Gabe give a snort behind me. “Yes, don't damage his pretty boy face, he needs that to keep making you all hot and bothered.”

  I almost shot a look at him over my shoulder but at that same moment Colt moved towards me. He was true to his word and moved slowly, taking me through what he was trying to teach me each step, the next time he sped it up but always quickly moving his hands to grab my leg before it could chance making contact with him.

  I nodded along with his instructions and followed everything he directed at me as he took me through a few different moves and techniques over the course of half an hour.

  “Ok, this time I’m not telling you what to do. I’m going to come at you at normal speed and I want to see you react naturally to see how much you’ve learned.”

  He moved towards me again at a faster pace, he said he was going to do that so it didn’t shock me, but I could tell he was still restraining himself and going slower than he could. He had demonstrated his true speed when I watched him with Gabe earlier.

  Instead of moving how he taught me I moved to the left at the last moment, shoving both his arms towards the right and causing his momentum to twist his body in the same direction. I used my right foot to give a hard kick to the back of his right knee, collapsing that leg beneath him. His knee hit the mat hard and he grunted in surprise. I wrapped an arm around his neck from behind and used my other arm to strengthen the hold and then using that leverage I wrapped my legs around his body and fell backwards onto the mat, bringing his weight down and to the right so it didn’t crush me, tucking my face into the back of his neck. He tried to move me but at that point I was locked around his body. He grunted again and tapped against my arm in the universal symbol of submission.

  I released him and we both rolled in opposite directions, moving quickly to our feet to face each other.

  I flashed him a broad smile as he massaged his neck and winced, then proceeded to stretch it from one side to the other.

  “Kacey neglected to tell me everything obviously.”

  Alexis

  I laughed at his comment, giving a shrug of my shoulders and a slight shake of my head. “Kacey didn’t really pay that much attention, especially not after Nick went to prison.”

  He chuckled and nodded while he moved back towards the center of the mats, changing his stance into a more professional fight position, raising his hands in a beckoning motion and said, “Okay then, Princess, you have my attention. Show me what you’ve got.”

  I felt the need to even the playing field even slightly. After spending so long in close contact with him shirtless it was only fair, and at that point I was starting to get really hot. I was going to blame the exercise and not that he had me hot and bothered as Gabe suggested earlier.

  Grabbing the bottom of the shirt I wore, I pulled it off over my head, leaving me in just my sports bra and leggings. I heard a choking sound before Gabe started coughing and I looked over to see that he had been taking a drink of water when I had decided to take off my shirt. Oops.

  I laughed and threw the shirt in his direction while he shot me a hot, viscous look. The distraction was enough that I missed Colts reaction and by the time I focused back on him his face was a careful mask again.

  I moved back onto the mat into position in front of him as I shook my arms back out at my sides, prepared to have a better challenge now that the proverbial gloves were off. Bringing my hands back up to a loose ready position I took slow, deliberate steps, circling him as he expertly mirrored my movements. I could sense his unwavering focus on me, as if he was waiting for me to make a mistake. I could tell he wouldn't make the first move, he was waiting for me and obviously had the patience of a saint.

  I moved to leap at him and he saw the motion and moved to intercept me. I dropped at the last moment, kicking out at his leg yet again, causing him to stumble, but not go down. In a split second, he pivoted and wrapped his muscular arm around my neck, lifting me up effortlessly. The suddenness of the move caught me off guard, but I managed to stay alert. I twisted and jabbed my elbow back, connecting with his jaw and he released me instantly, moving away as he rubbed a hand along where I connected. I could still see the amusement plastered across his face and he chuckled softly.

  With a fierce determination, he lunged at me and we engaged in a fierce sparring session. We traded strikes and blocks with an intensity that left us both breathless and hot. After twenty grueling minutes, I gathered all my strength and aimed a powerful roundhouse kick at his face, his hand only snapped out to stop it at the very last moment, he held my foot and tutted at me. Using the hold he had on my foot he swept my other leg from under me, sending me crashing to the mats, my back slapped against the foam. I went to roll away but he was already on me, straddling my hips and using his feet to hold my legs down while he grabbed both of my wrists to hold above my head, the move bringing his face closer to mine. His hold is strong and I could barely move any of my body.

  “Enough,” he rasped at me as I tried to break his hold on me, stilling my movements and bringing my focus back to him.

  The heat in his gaze was enough to set me on fire beneath him as he dropped his body down further against mine, letting me feel his solid erection only inches away from where I desperately wanted it.

  I was panting beneath him from the workout we had already put each other through only to then have my body wanting a completely different kind of workout with him. I arched my back slightly, causing my breasts to press against his chest, eliciting a noticeable reaction from him as his eyes widened and his nostrils flared.

  “Fuck it,” was the last thing I heard before his mouth was crashing into mine, his lips and tongue devouring me as we still battled for dominance even as we kissed. He tasted vaguely of coffee and I also smelled the faint scent of it mixed in with his normal sandalwood.

  He groaned into me and released my arms and legs in order to slide his body down against mine, and I parted my legs for him automatically, allowing him to settle his covered erection against my heated core, dragging a gasp from me in response. He used that opportunity to shift his body more and started dragging his kisses slowly down my throat as he fisted my hair to pull my head backwards to give himself better access. Once he reached the hollow at the base of my throat he licked a hot line all the way back up to my mouth.

 

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