“Thanks,” I said quietly, feeling like a fuck-up. I worked hard to excel at everything I did, and this just . . . this ruined my fucking day.
He smiled at me. “If it helps, it’ll only knock your average to a ninety-one, so you’ll still have an A in this class.”
I forced a smile to my face. I always aimed for ninety-five and above.
For the first time ever, I’d gotten a fucking B on a test, and honestly, it felt like the end of the world for me.
* * *
When I got home,it was after six. I’d ended up taking later courses for my last semester since Rowan and Nathan had a bad habit of constantly waking me up during the night for sex. I sure as fuck wasn’t complaining. I just wanted to make sure that I got plenty of rest before I went to classes.
“Something’s wrong,” Rowan said instantly, surprising me that he could tell so easily. He stood up and grabbed my bag from me. Nathan steered me into the kitchen where he poured me a glass of wine.
“Talk to us,” Nathan gently coaxed, running his hands up my jean-clad thighs once I was settled on the countertop.
I sighed. “It’s stupid,” I muttered. To them, I knew it would sound stupid. I got a B—so what? At least, that’s how I imagined they would feel.
“Nothing that upsets you is stupid,” Rowan said gently, leaning beside me. He rubbed his hand up and down my spine, soothing me. “So tell us what happened.”
I frowned down at the wine glass in my hand. “I got a B on my test today.” I set my wine glass aside, swallowing past the lump in my throat.
“Ah, babe,” Nathan said quietly, understanding passing over his features, “what happened?”
I raised my hands but then let them drop down to my lap. “Something simple and stupid. I didn’t answer one of the questions completely, and the other questions I got mixed up with something we learned earlier in the semester. It was a simple mistake. My grade is still an A, but . . .”
Rowan turned me to face him and then grabbed me off the counter. I clung to him as he carried me to my study where he sat at my desk with me settled on his lap. Nathan set my glass of wine down and then pulled out my math textbook, placing it in front of me.
“Let’s work on what you missed,” Nathan told me.
And just like that, my men came to my rescue, doing what I needed without me ever even knowing I needed it.
I didn’t know where in the hell I’d be without them, but I knew I was lucky as fuck to have them both in my life.
9
SORAYA
Nathan ran his hand down my spine as I slowly rocked on him. “God, I love being with you like this,” he groaned, running his lips over my chest.
I smiled down at him, my fingers running through his hair. “You don’t like sharing me anymore?” I teased him. I knew he didn’t care, but fuck, I loved teasing him.
He scoffed. “I love watching you be a dirty slut for us, baby girl.” My pussy fluttered around him. “That’ll never get old. But I love one-on-one time with you, too.” He moaned as I twisted my hips, both of us shuddering, both of us so close to that all-consuming release. “I need you to come for me, baby. I need to fill this sweet pussy up before Dad gets his turn with you.”
That sent me over the edge. I cried out his name, my head falling back on my shoulders as waves of ecstasy rolled through my body. Nathan gripped my waist and came inside of me, growling my name as he did so.
“I love you,” I whispered, leaning down to mold my lips to his, my heart pounding hard in my chest.
He gripped me tighter, his palms clasping my sweaty back. “And I love you, baby girl.” He tapped my ass. “Now go find your other man.”
* * *
I foundRowan in our bedroom. A pair of reading glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and he was studying something on his laptop. God, he looked so fucking hot like that. I just wanted to ride him and fuck him until we were both too tired to remember our fucking names.
I cleared my throat, dragging his eyes to me. With a sweet smile on my face, I scooped up some of Nathan’s cum from my inner thigh and slipped my finger into my mouth, sucking it clean. His eyes darkened, a predatory look entering his eyes.
“Does Daddy want some?”
Rowan rolled back from his desk, his eyes intent on my face. “Daddy always wants some, little girl. Bring your cute ass here.”