Series: Torn and Bound Duet Series by K. Webster
Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
He ends the call, tossing his phone onto the couch before he yanks me into his arms. I cling to him, overwhelmed by the sudden changes in my life.
I’m sobbing so hard, I’m hyperventilating now. Ashton strokes his fingers through my hair.
“Shh, MiMi,” he murmurs. “We’ll take care of you. You’ll move in here. Sleep in my bed. Everything’s going to be fine.”
I nod, because I want to believe it will all be okay. With my guys touching me and whispering assurances, I think it might be.
“They took all my money,” I tell Ashton. “I won’t be able to help pay—”
“You’re not paying for shit,” Ashton growls. “Don’t you dare worry about money or housing or anyfuckingthing. Between Drew, Brayden, and me, we’ll make sure you’re all taken care of. You trust us?”
I pull away so I can give him a watery smile. “Yes.” And that’s the truth. I trust all three of them completely. I should’ve known my guys would have my back. Instead of wandering around aimlessly for hours, I should’ve come straight here. We’re a unit. A family. When one of us needs the others, we’re there for each other. They’re not my parents. They love me and would never let anything happen to me.
Ashton kisses my forehead. “Good. Now go find an ugly sweater. We’re going Christmas tree shopping to celebrate.”
“To celebrate my financial ruin?” I say with a weak laugh.
“To celebrate you officially becoming ours. And picking out a family Christmas tree for our living room seems like a fucking fantastic way to do it.”
Officially becoming theirs…
That’s something to celebrate for sure.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” I say, arching a brow at Mia, who’s standing in the middle of Ashton’s room with just a towel on.
“What?” She chews on her bottom lip. “I’m just getting ready to go visit your parents.”
“No, MiMi,” Ashton says, not looking up from his video game. “You’re prancing around asking to get dicks in every one of your holes.”
Drew snorts out a laugh as he enters the bedroom. “Every hole, hmm?”
She puts her hands on her hips over her towel and scowls. “I am not. It’s not my fault you three are horny asses who can’t let a girl walk through a room without a fuss.”
“Not just any girl,” Ashton pipes up. “Our girl.”
“I guess we could make time,” I tease, grinning at her. “Seeing as you’re hinting about wanting three dicks.”
“You guys are assholes,” she grumbles, unable to hide her laugh. “I hate you all.”
Mia’s a big liar.
She doesn’t hate us.
And she’s totally fucking prancing.
When she passes by the bed, Ashton tosses the controller away so he can grab her towel. It falls away, exposing her perfectly curvaceous body. She sighs as though she’s annoyed, making a great show of bending over to open one of the drawers on Ashton’s dresser that he emptied for her to store some clothes in. My dick hardens just thinking about being inside our girl.
We’ve done lots of stuff.
The one thing I haven’t done, though, is fuck Mia.
Not that we haven’t wanted to. It’s just, when we all get together, it gets a little crazy. Each time, it just hasn’t worked out that way. Today, though, I’m going to make sure it happens.
On the same wavelength, Ashton starts stripping as Drew kicks his shoes off. I whip off my hoodie and shirt, eager for this little detour before we have to leave to go have dinner at my parents’ house. By the time Mia turns around, having slowly settled on the skimpiest pair of red panties she has in her drawer, we’re all naked and stroking our hard dicks.
“We’ll be late,” she whines.
Ashton stretches out on the middle of the bed, curling his finger to beckon her over. “You shouldn’t have strutted in here, swaying that ass, MiMi. You know we can’t resist you.”
She smirks. “Fine, you caught me. I’ve never lived with boys before, though. I’m not sure I know how to act.”
After Christmas tree shopping a few days ago, the three of us helped her pack up her stuff. Since her parents were being such dicks and cut her off, and she insisted she didn’t want to completely depend on us, we helped her sell the furniture on CampusList to give her some cash. Then, we moved all her stuff into Ashton’s place. She’s officially ours.
“Get the lube,” I tell Drew. “We gotta get Mia’s ass nice and slick to take Ashton’s big dick.”
He grins like a loon from the bed. “Damn right.”
“And I’m going to sink inside this pretty pussy I’ve been dreaming about since the day I met you,” I say to her, dipping to kiss her lips.
“Both?” she asks, a nervous edge to her voice.
“Or one at a time,” I offer. “Whatever you want, Mia. I just need to be inside you. I’m starting to feel neglected.”