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Chapter Twenty-One

Chelsea

"Can't sleep either?" Frost poured himself a drink of water and swallowed it down in one gulp. Wearing only a pair of exercise shorts and messy hair, he looked adorable. Good enough to eat.

"It seems to be contagious," I said. "Did I wake you?"

"I wasn't asleep," he said.

"I saw you slip out of the bedroom and wanted to make sure you were okay."

"As okay as I can be under the circumstances," I said with a sigh.

"With everything that's going on, my brain won't slow down."

He put his empty glass in the dishwasher and stepped over to wrap his arms around me.

"Believe it or not, mine won't either."

I rested my head against his bare chest. "Why wouldn't I believe it?"

"I dunno," he said.

"Some people think I'm, I don't know, shallow or something. Like all there is to me is muscles and playing footy."

"They don't know you very well, then," I said. "You're as smart as you are sweet."

He pulled his face back and looked at me, pretending to be offended.

"Hey!"

I slapped him lightly on the chest. "You are sweet, Daniel Frost. And smart. If I ever hear you say otherwise again, I'm going to kick your ass."

"Now who's threatening who with a good time?" he teased.

He slipped his hands down the back of my sleep shorts and squeezed my ass.

"We could start here."

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

He looked surprised, but nodded without hesitation.

"Of course I do. Why? Are you up to something?" He didn't seem too concerned.

"I might be." I grabbed his wrist to pull his hands out of my shorts and kissed both of his palms, one after the other. Giving him a sly smile, I led him over to the door, grabbing my phone on the way out. I sent a quick text to the group chat, so none of the guys would worry about where we were.

"I guess that would be a yes," Frost said, smiling easily. "Lucky for me, I'd follow you anywhere. Where are we going?"

"You'll see." We headed over to the elevators and took the car down one floor. The doors slid open to show Atlas standing outside, waiting for us. Like Frost, he was only dressed in a pair of shorts, his hair sticking out in all directions.

"I think I like where this is going," Frost said. "Let me guess, you've brought me down here for a classic animated series marathon."

"Fuck no," Atlas said. He grimaced at Frost before leading us down the corridor and unlocking the door to his apartment.

"Then we must be here for a sleepover," Frost said.

"Sleep might be involved eventually," I agreed. I took Frost's hand and we walked behind Atlas to the bedroom he shared with Jay.

Jay sat in the middle of the bed, completely naked.

"You have the best ideas," Frost said to me. He didn't bother to hide his admiring gaze.

"Yeah, I do," I agreed. I slipped out of my pyjamas and left them on the floor.

"Wait." Atlas caught my wrist. "Frost, you can get naked too." He slid out of his own pants and kicked them off.

Frost eyed him, but hurried to comply.

"Both of you, get on the edge of the bed and crawl to Jay," Atlas said.

I exchanged glances and smiles with Frost before we knelt together and started to crawl, both with our eyes on Jay. My breasts swung with each slow, deliberate movement.

Jay's eyes were wide and dark, like he didn't know where to look. His gaze swivelled from me, to Frost, to Atlas and back again. His cock was hard, pointing toward the ceiling.

I stopped in front of him and sat down before looking back at Atlas. If he decided to take the lead tonight, I'd let him have it. The others seemed content with that too. As content as two aroused men with thick erections could be.

"Jay and Frost, I want to see you together," Atlas said after a few moments thought. "I want you to fuck each other." He sat on the end of the bed and watched as they reached for each other, lips meeting, hard body against hard body.

The moans they made as they kissed and stroked each other's cocks were arousing as hell. Even more so when Jay took a tube of lube from the bedside table. He waited until Frost turned his back to him and smeared it around Frost's rear hole.

He knelt behind Frost and carefully stretched him with his fingers, eyes glazed with concentration, before replacing them with his cock.

Frost's eyes crossed in bliss as Jay started to slowly thrust in and out of him.

"Lie back," Atlas said to me. When I did, he lay over me, his knees to either side. He nudged the tip of his cock against my entrance before sliding into my wet heat.

It was my turn for my eyes to cross in bliss. As long as I lived, I'd never get enough of the way their cocks felt inside me. So perfect, like all six of them were made for me. And for each other.

I watched Jay thoroughly fuck Frost as Atlas fucked me. Side-by-side, matching thrust for thrust. Moans and groans of pleasure mingling together in the night.

Jay was the first to come, crying out as he ground into Frost. His grunts and groans pushed me over the edge into an orgasm. More soft and gentle than hard and intense, but no less pleasurable.

Atlas came a few moments later, buried deep inside my body. He sagged, panting for a few moments before rolling off me. "Frost, I want to see you fuck Chelsea."

Frost didn't need to be told twice. He scrambled over to claim Atlas's spot over me, quickly sliding himself into me, my channel slick with my release and Atlas'.

He pumped into me, hard and fast, relentless to the point of desperation. Driving me, pushing me until I came again, shouting his name to the ceiling so loud my throat felt raw. Loud enough to wake Ramsey, and the rest of the building.

Frost was quick to follow, coming inside me, as he grunted. "Fuck…yeah…so fucking good. So…ahhhh." He fell still, eyes half closed in concentration as he came, adding his release to Atlas'. Slowly rolling his hip, grinding into me to draw out every drop of his orgasm. "Fucking incredible."

Hands on either side of me, he sagged forward, panting until he was able to catch his breath. He slid himself out of me and flopped down beside me. "Woman, you are everything."

"Jay, clean her up with your mouth," Atlas said.

Eyes wide, Jay hurried to dive down between my thighs. His eyes on me, he started to lick away Atlas and Frost's cum.

My pussy was sensitive so soon after coming, but he was as relentless as the others, lapping at me and sucking my clit, teasing my piercing with his lips and tongue. He glanced up at me, eyes smiling. He wasn't stopping until I came again, no matter how long it took.

I smiled back and tilted my head, looking up at the ceiling while I let myself enjoy the way he was pushing me on and on, higher and higher. Closer, so close…

"I'm going to come," I whispered.

"Do it," Atlas ordered. "Come for us."

"Yes, come for us," Frost agreed. Apparently Storm, Atlas and Ramsey were rubbing off on him. Literally and figuratively.

I looked over at him, but he just grinned and nodded for me to obey. Who was I to argue?

Jay didn't let up. He didn't even slow. He went on licking and sucking my clit until I came against his mouth, this time hard and so intense it was all I knew for at least a minute or two.

Universes were born and died in a shower of stars and fireworks before I slowly came back down and flopped boneless on the mattress.

"Is this where the sleep part comes in?" Frost asked, covering a yawn with his hand.

"For now," Atlas agreed. "Get some rest, you're all going to need it."