Chapter 94 94. He's my friend
Tabitha’s POV
“You’ve toyed with us so much it’s driving us mad, Tabitha. What else are we supposed to think when you were out there receiving the golden wreath from Andrew King?”
“Kingsley,” I correct.
“Whatever. You looked pretty pumped up when you accepted that wreath from your precious Andrew,” Jace grits out.
“What are you talking about? I didn’t have a choice! What am I supposed to do? Embarrass him in front of the media crew?” I ask, my voice raising.
“I don’t know, Tabi. But you could have shown a bit of hesitation considering your stepbrothers—your mates—were bleeding on the pavement just a few meters away from his celebration,” Jace claps back.
“I did hesitate! Do you think I was having the time of my life getting mauled by the media and photographers? But I can’t just reject the wreath. Andrew is an outsider on the island. I can’t humiliate him in front of people who are just starting to know him,” I reason out. “Is this what this is all about? You were mad that I accepted Andrew’s wreath?”
“Yes. And because you went on a date with him,” Reed growls, his thick brows furrowed.
Evren steps aside to let him through, and Reed closes the distance in just a few strides. Suddenly it feels harder to breathe with Reed in front of me, Evren and Luca flanking me on either side, their presence boxing me in without even touching me, while Jace stands just behind them, close enough to block any way out.
“Do you know how it feels to lie on the fucking stretcher, bleeding, while thinking that motherfucker was trying to make a move on you? How you two are supposed to have some romantic bullshit escapade in a yacht? In the middle of the ocean, and I couldn’t fucking do anything because I broke my leg trying to win the race for you!”
I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. Reed is someone who gets angry easily. But this isn’t just anger I am seeing on him right now. This is… he is pained.
“I want to be the one to put that wreath on you…” his voice goes softer, in a way I have never heard before. “Luca too. We both have the same goal. But we all know I’m gonna win.”
Luca rolls his eyes.
“I was supposed to win, until that Harrington motherfucker ruined everything for me.” Reed lets out a deep breath as he walks towards me, settling on my side. His vulnerable eyes pin me as he raises his hand to stroke my cheek. “I was supposed to put the crown on your head. It was supposed to be the four of us in that yacht. Do you how fucking pissed I was when I saw you going with Andrew instead? Seeing how you looked at him tenderly?”
“He’s my friend, Reed.”
“Yes, he is. And what am I? What are we to you, princess?” Reed whispers while stroking my lower lip with his thumb. “Why is it so easy for you to go with Arthur or Andrew or just about anyone and not with us? Why is it so easy for you to make a decision that will preserve other people’s feelings while you had no problem breaking ours?”
My lips quiver from his touch. I feel a nagging feeling at the back of my head… guilt. And the way it crawls deep within me, gnawing my inside until I feel the crashing feeling in my heart.
All this time, I call these four men jerks. It turns out that word suits me better.
“If it pisses you off to see Elsie or Isabel or any other women with us, then what do you think we feel every time we see you with other men? Every time we smell you reeking of some else’s scent? Even until now, I can still smell remnants of that human scent on you. That’s why it’s so hard to look you in the eyes for the past few days! It drives us batshit crazy, Tabi.” Reed takes a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down. “And we’ve done everything to get your attention. To get you to accept us. We’ve pursued you, we gave you the space you want—what else do you want us to do, huh? What else are we supposed to do, so you’ll free us from this madness?” his voice breaks.
I don’t like it. I don’t want to see Reed—the arrogant brute hurting because of me. Just because I can’t decide whether I want to punch them or kiss them. I haven’t realized how selfish I had been.
I guess it won’t hurt if I get a little bit more selfish.
I grab Reed by the collar and kiss him. He stiffens as I devour his lips with hungry kisses, like an animal desperate to sate its thirst. Reed looks dazed when I briefly pull away. He looks at me as if I am some kind of hallucination he refuses to believe.
“The only thing left to do is something that we'll all probably regret but I'm not in the mood for that.” I steal another chaste kiss from him which makes him gasp against my mouth. “If I'm going to regret anything, then I'm just gonna do that after our agreed ninety days have passed. And look at that, we still have eighty days left. It means, we still have eighty days to excuse ourselves from doing things that stepsiblings aren’t supposed to be doing…” I bite his lower lip and lick it. “But mated pairs can do.”
Evren and Luca inch closer and nuzzle on both my cheeks.
“And that is?” Luca asks, his hot breath caressing my neck.
“This…”
I grab him and fuse our mouths together. Luca smirks as your lips melt into a delicious kiss. He looks so drunk when I pull away and turn to the other side to face Evren. I cup his cheek and pull him in for a kiss too. His lips are so soft, and I can taste a hint of beer from his mouth just like Reed’s. His tongue flicks inside my mouth, claiming its territory like it owns it. And maybe it does. Maybe I do belong to them.
By the time I pull away, we are both panting. But before I can recover, Jace closes in and grabs my hand, tugging me to him.
“How about me? Where’s my kiss?”
Smirking, I wrap my arms around his nape and kiss him too. He kisses me so fervently, savoring my lips like it’s his favorite dessert. As I lose myself in Jace’s talented mouth, Evren moves behind me and slowly strokes my waist, making my body tremble in anticipation. Slowly, he reaches on my crotch and undos the buttons of my shorts.
“Uhm…” I moan against Jace’s mouth as Evren’s finger brushes my skin.
“If we’re doing this, then we’ll have eighty days of endless excuses to do what all of us have been wanting to do.” He slides down my shorts until it hits the floor, leaving me with nothing but my white undies. “Beautiful,” he whispers as he cups my sex. Shit.
I pull away from Jace’s kisses, distracted from Evren’s delicious touch on my mound. He rubs my clit against the soft fabric of the underwear, making my head fall back until I’m leaning on his chest.
“A-Ah… Even.”
“You’re so wet,” his voice grows rough and I can feel his growing erection poking on my ass. I’m not the only one aroused here.
Luca’s mouth trails a path of kisses from my cheek and down to my neck, peppering my sensitive skin with light and sloppy kisses. “Did you get wet from all the arguing we did? Hmm?” he asks and sucks on my neck, marking it.
“Oh, I bet she did. You’re such a needy girl, princess. Our girl.” This time, it’s Reed’s turn to initiate the kiss. He swallows my moan when Evren slides his hand beneath the panty and touches my bare folds.
“Nghh…” I am losing my mind. Reed shoves his tongue down my throat, eager to taste every corner of my mouth as if his aggressive kisses aren’t driving me crazy enough. “Fuck.” He pulls away and shakes his head. “This spot is too camped. Let’s bring her to the couch.”
The others hum in agreement. Reed smirks and throws me over his shoulder before putting me down to sit on the couch. The four of the loom around me, their angry outline of their arousals bulging beneath their pants. They look and smell so fucking good I can’t get enough! I want them so much. I want the feel of their touch on my skin, their kisses on my body. I want to please them… so, so much.
Jace takes my chin and smiles. “Remove your shirt and your bra, baby,” he orders
Like a puppy devoted to its masters, I oblige and slowly ditch my shit and my bra next. Luca’s Adam's apple bobbles at the sight of my bare breasts. He cups my right boob and pinch the pinkish nub.
“L-Luca…”
“Fuck, you’ve got the perfect tits, sweetheart,” he says and licks his lips, as if the sight of it makes him thirsty.
I relish in the compliment. I love how I affect them, how my body is enough to get them all worked up.
“Do you like it?” I grab both of my boobs and knead them together, making the four of them groan.
“You’re a damn good teaser, baby,” Jace hisses as he works on his jeans.
The next thing I know, all four of them get rid of their pants to free their massive members. I salivate at the sight of four huge cocks, all pointing at me, and twitching as if they are all eager to take their turn on me. And that only makes me even wetter.
Luca rests his palm on top of my head, lining his cock on my face. Then, he brushes the mushroom tip on my cheek and on my chin, spreading precum all over my face. Reed takes my breasts from my hands and molds them with his calloused palms, making me whimper.
“Tell me, princess… did you let your dearest friend Andrew touch you at the yacht?” Andrew asks.
“N-No. I even sneaked out of the yacht, so I can visit you at the hospital. I was so eager to talk to you, but you won’t even let me see you,” I whine.
“Good.” Reed smirks in satisfaction. “But don’t worry, princess. You’ll have all of our attention from now on.…” He lets go of my breasts and grabs his thick cock, lining it just an inch away from my lips. “But first, you should make up for all the times you drove us crazy jealous first, don’t you think?”
Reed grabs a fistful of my hair, tilting my head backward. I gasp.
“Now, open that pretty mouth of yours. You’ve got so much work to do tonight.”
The four of them move closer to me, cocks in hand.