Lana POV
I woke to Tate's hard on, in my face as he stood in front of us hands on his hips staring down at us.
"So which one of you wants to be responsible for this embarrassment you caused me today?" He growls nodding toward his cock that was so hard standing tall.
I couldn't help the giggle that erupted from my lips, I snorted not able to contain my amusement before sitting up and gawking at the fine specimen of a man standing before me.
"Wholly Moon Goddess it looks like it's gonna burst" Drake says.
I sat up sitting beside Drake who was staring wide-eyed at the monstrosity between his legs, maybe he has horse genes too?
"I will admit it is slightly uncomfortable, and was extremely uncomfortable having this in front of your brothers and your father Lana, so one of you better get on your knees and fix it now" He growls.
I smack Drake on the chest with the back of my hand. "Take one for the team and get right on that would you" I tell him and Tate raises an eyebrow at my words.
"Fuck no, you take one for the team. I ain't a snake I can't dislocate my own jaw" he says staring at it.
"Well one of you best get to it, or it's going in someone's ass" Tate says and both Drake and I point to each other. I smack his hand away. I love you Drake but offer you as sacrifice.
"That's all yours Drake has your name all over it" I tell him. No way that thing was going anywhere near my ass or my mouth, just looking at it made my jaw ache. How is it even possible for something to be so hard and angry looking?
"I will leave you with it Drake real champ you are" I tell him getting up and about to make a run for the stairs. When I get up Drake reaches over jerking me back down on the lounge next to him.
"That ain't going in my ass," he whispers, giving it a sideways glance.
"Well you do have very pretty lips" I tell him squeezing his cheeks with my fingers.
"Paper scissors rock you for it?" Drake says holding up his hand. I look back at Tate and his throbbing manhood. Before shaking my head wasn't worth losing. No fucking way that was coming near me, I needed stitches just looking at it.
"Still in pain here, I don't care which one of you gets on it, but one of you is" Tate says annoyed.
"You pair did it, you can both fix it. I have been walking around with this all day so for the love of God will one of you please touch it, anything to make it go away" Tate begs.
He was definitely uncomfortable, and could feel his discomfort through the bond. Drake edges closer to the edge of the lounge and I feel relieved knowing he would deal with Tate, I sit up about to leave when Drake rips me forward and off the lounge in front of Tate. Fucking traitor!
Tate's eyes sparkle back at me as I look up at him and Drake runs for the stairs.
"Thanks Lana owe you one" he calls out ditching me. I growl and Tate raises an eyebrow.
He stinks of rogue blood, mud and leaves. "You are showering before I do anything" I tell him and he Huff's annoyed.
"Fine but you're coming with me" he says reaching down and grabbing my hand, his cock smacking my face as he bends down.
"Oi watch it, you could poke out an eye with that thing" I tell him and he shivers.
"What?"
"Literally watched someone have their eye removed today" he says before turning on his heel and marching us up the stairs.
"Huh"
"Nevermind just get your clothes off" he says walking in the bathroom and flicking the light on. He started the shower and I was tangled in my jumper trying to pull it off when I heard fabric tearing, my cotton shorts disappearing from my body. As soon as my jumper was off I found myself slammed against the sink basin, Tate's lips crashing against mine.
His tongue demanding as it plunges into my mouth, his arousal hitting me painfully, and I wrap my legs around his waist, his cock pressing between my legs before he lifts me, his hands squeezing my ass, my own arousal coiling within me at his manhandling of me.
Water running down and drenching my singlet, which is the only article of clothing on me before I feel myself pressed against the cold shower wall tiles. Tate rips my saturated singlet off, his teeth nipping at my skin, and I feel them slicing through it as he hungrily devours my flesh.
I reach between our bodies grabbing his hardened length and wrapping my hand around it, he groans moving his hips and thrusting into it.
"God that feels good"he growls as I move my hand up down his shaft. He kisses me, sucking my bottom lip in his mouth before biting down on it, I wiggle my hips and Tate lifts me higher while positioning him at my entrance, his grip tightens on my ass, his nails digging into my delicate skin as he thrusts up into me. My eyes watering and a strangled gasp leaves my lips.
"Sorry" he whispers while I try to breathe. What the fuck did he take Viagra and the entire box of it? I hear the bathroom door open before Drake steps in, stripping his clothes off while Tate is standing still not moving, trying to let me adjust to him. Drake steps in the shower before kissing me, his hand moving between our bodies and I shiver has his fingers brush my C section scar. I have a strong urge to curse at him before he rubs my clit in a circular motion, my body relaxing.
Tate rolls his hips slowly and Drake steps closer, his other hand going under me and Tate moans as Drake tugs on his balls.
Tate kisses me his tongue tasting every inch of my mouth and he speeds up his movements.