A part of me can’t even blame him. Heaven only knows I’m the exact same way when it comes to our girl.
But still. It’s bloody insane. Idiotic. Stupid.
And…
I swallow around the lump in my throat and slowly push to my feet. “I’m going to check on them.”
Real subtle, Beckett. Real fucking subtle.
Dominic quirks an unimpressed eyebrow. “Really?”
Zane grins and rubs his hands together. “Can I come too?”
“I’m just going to check on them,” I reiterate, my skin itching with the need to see Ellie with my own two eyes. And Landon, too, admittedly.
The fucker thought he was being so sly and sneaky. I knew he was here the moment he stepped foot on the property. It’s almost as if I have a sixth sense when it comes to Mania and Ellie. My body is intimately attuned to theirs.
Thank fuck Aria and Fischer aren’t here.
Again, how could Landon be so reckless?
“He must’ve had an important reason for coming here,” I tell the others.
Dominic and Zane both stare at me as if I’m daft.
“Yes. Super important.” Zane nods with feigned seriousness. “I always say that a pussy a day keeps the doctor away.”
“Any pussy?” Dom drawls, folding his arms over his chest, an arrogant grin stretching his lips.
Zane dramatically clutches at his chest. “Of course not. I’m a one-pussy type of man, even if my girl is a five-cock type of woman.”
Dominic rolls his eyes before turning toward me. “Check on them. Figure out why Landon’s here. We’ll hold down the fort, so to speak, and let you know if Aria or Fischer returns.”
Flashing him a grateful smile, I hurry down the hallway, to the room that still doesn’t feel like ours, even after all this time.
My heart hammers in restless anticipation as I forgo knocking. I need to see her, seethem. That’s the only thing that will appease my erratic pulse.
Landon and Ellie are asleep and naked in the bed, the covers tangled around their legs. A desperate thrum resonates through me as I take in her perfect curves, those tight pink nipples begging to be sucked.
It’s been too long since I’ve had her.
All rational thoughts dissipate. The only one that remains is my need to claim her. Possess her. Love her.
Slowly, carefully, my eyes never leaving her, I begin to strip off my clothes until I’m as naked as the two of them.
Landon stirs as I climb onto the bed, his eyes meeting mine with a challenge. Ignoring him, I lean down and capture Ellie’s mouth in a kiss that’s a promise, a demand, and a question all rolled into one.
My body brushes against her, and she finally stirs, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. I pull away to smile at her and whisper a raspy, “Hi,” before capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss once more, my tongue demanding entrance. She opens to me, her hands reaching up to grip my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin.
I groan, the slight pain only serving to heighten my arousal.
My hands roam over her body, tracing the curve of her hips, the soft swell of her breasts. I palm one, my thumb brushing against her nipple, feeling it harden under my touch.
I break the kiss and trail my lips down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin and eliciting a gasp from her. I continue my descent until I’m able to reach her breast, my tongue circling her nipple before I take it into my mouth, sucking, teasing. She arches her back, pressing herself closer.
Landon watches, his breath coming in short gasps, his hand wrapped around his hardness. I glance at him, a silent invitation, and he moves, pressing his body against Ellie’s side. He mirrors my actions, his mouth finding her neglected breast, his hand sliding down her stomach, his fingers brushing against her curls.
Ellie moans, and her body writhes as we touch her, our hands and mouths exploring every inch of her. I move lower, mytongue tracing a path down her stomach, dipping into her navel. Then lower still.