Nick closed the door behind us. “Come to bed.” It wasn't so much an invitation as a command.
My other men pulled the covers down on the bed and pushed me down into it. I couldn't stop shaking, trembling like a doe. “Mason.” Needy and weak, I stretched out my hand to him. “Trent.” I put out my other hand and the other rock star took my fingers. I opened my legs for Nick to slip in between. Three pairs of bright blue eyes burned into me, comforting yet powerful.
“You need something, don't you, baby?” Nick slipped off my shoes and my clothes while Mason and Trent rubbed the backs of my hands.
“Yeah, she does,” Mason rumbled.
Trent kissed my palm. “Do you know what you need, Kitty-Kat?”
I didn't.
But I ached. That asshole Darren had tried to take something that only belonged to Mason, Trent, and Nick. I hated it. Even though the slimeball wasn't anywhere near me anymore, the memory squirmed under my skin. My flesh crawled.
What was it about me that let Darren think it was okay to touch me like that?
“I didn’t want him,” was my soft whimper. Tears welled up in my eyes. “I belong to you, right? Not to him, not to anyone else?” I must have looked pathetic with my pleas and fears lying naked in my eyes, but Trent brushed his hand through my hair.
“You're ours, Kitty-Kat,” he said. “Know that.”
“Yes,” I moaned. My skin prickled with desperation for all of them to them to touch me. “Only yours.”
Mason and Nick shared urgent looks over my head but I grabbed their hands harder so they would focus on me.
“Please,” I whimpered. “I need...”
My protectors. My lovers. They always knew what I craved and what I wanted. At that very moment, my needs weren’t something that would roll off my tongue. I had no idea what would make me feel better.
But now I was here with them, and a kind of peace took over. Everything was going to be okay. I squirmed on the bed, my arms stretched out on either side of me, with Nick pinning my legs to the bed. His touch and strength anchored me to the world that I chose to live in.
“Don't worry, baby. We'll take care of you.” Nick gently let go of my hand and unbuckled his belt. His hard on punched out behind the thick denim and a wet spot betrayed where the fat head of his cock pressed.
It will be okay. They just need to stay with me.
At the sight of his massive bulge, my mouth watered and lust fizzled in my body like soda in a bottle somebody shook up. I mewled, twisting desperately on the bed.
“Yes,” the murmur came like the plaintive cry of a kitten. Need filled my soul, making me writhe uncontrollably. It was finally clear. My nipples were as hard as bullets through my dress. “Yes. Give me that. Give yourselves to me.”
Nick slid the belt from the loops of his jeans with a quick snap of his hand. The sound was as loud as a slap and made me jump. A gasp of excitement trembled from my lips, but I was afraid too. This fear flamed across my skin making me shiver.
“Shhh. It's okay, baby doll.” Trent breathed over my lips, ghosting my nose with the faint scent of the mint gum he usually chewed after a concert to get rid of his dry mouth from singing for hours on end.
Mason nuzzled my throat. “You want our cocks, baby, you got it.”
The men looked at each other and seemed to reach an agreement. Mason and Trent eyed me, hungry and gentle at the same time. Then they pounced.
They grabbed my hands and tied them in front of me with Nick’s leather belt. Then, one of the three covered my eyes with a blindfold. I gasped.
“You’re so good for us, Katy baby,” Trent soothed.
With my eyes covered, I only sensed them prowling about my form. There was a spicy male scent of sweat on their skin. The leather of belt trapped my wrists together. Juices dripped down my thigh, slow and easy. I ached for their touch.
If this was Darren, it would not be okay. But instead, I was with the men I adored.
“I trust you,” came my throaty moan. “One hundred percent.”
I couldn't stop the mewls and yips as they arranged me how they wanted. One of them pinched my nipples and I cried out. A hot mouth settled over my hard nub and sucked and licked. More juices flooded down my thighs, and my nipples stiffened even more. Everything felt thrilling, yet safe. A combination of everything I needed and everything I craved wrapped in three male packages.
So good. So satisfying. My heart leapt even as the pulse in my throat beat unsteadily.