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Chapter Ten

Ezekiel

I stand in the kitchen chopping up some vegetables for the stir fry while the others shower. After my declaration Vivian didn’t argue any further. She accepted the shirt Hayze offered her and stormed off to the bathroom. Archer wasn’t happy about me showing up at their house yesterday with my bags but fuck him, that’s what family does and I refuse to live somewhere else if we are going to make this shit work. The three of us need to have a conversation and now seems like the perfect time as the both of them enter the kitchen fresh out of the shower and only in a pair of shorts each. Clearly they are hoping the sight of their ink and abs will have Vivi falling into bed with them.

“Want a hand?” Hayze offers.

“Nah, man, but we should talk before Vivi gets out of the shower.” Both of them share a loaded look then sigh. “Just sit your asses down.” They both grumble but do as I say and each pull out a stool at the breakfast bench across from me and sit their asses down. I can see both of them are feeling as awkward as I am but this conversation needs to be had so I break the ice. “She wants all of us but she just won’t admit it.” Both of them stare at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Hear me out?—”

“She will never go for that, we just need to let her choose,” Archer says but I can hear the tension in his voice.

“Okay, so say she chooses Hayze, you gonna be good knowing your best friend is fucking the girl you are in love with right next door to you?” Arch’s face morphs into a picture of rage. “Exactly, not only would it eat you alive it would ruin your friendship.”

“Like the one we have with you?” Hayze snarks, earning a scowl from me.

“You need to let go of the fact I married her! I did what I had to do,” I defend.

“No, you did what you thought would help secure your place in her life. Don’t pretend like that decision was about her, it was about you and what you wanted.”

I drop the knife and throw my hands in the air. “I’m not gonna say sorry because I’m not. Should I have told you? Maybe, but I can’t change that now, can I? So suck it the fuck up and move on because I’m not backing off. She may have my name but I’m not deluded enough to think she doesn’t want either of you. Now, how about you two idiots come to terms with that because tonight, we are going to show her what it would be like to choose all of us.”

“Say what now?” Hayze rasps out.

“Tonight, we are going to show her with our actions what she means to each of us. If either of you have any reservation about sharing, now is the fucking time to speak.” I admit, the thought of ever sharing a woman never occurred to me until Vivian. Knowing that these two feel as strongly about her as I do, makes the decision easy for me. These two idiots are my brothers, we may fight sometimes but what siblings don’t?

“What if she doesn’t want that?” Archer asks.

I shrug. “We don’t give her a chance to doubt us. We show her that we are united and that she doesn’t need to make a choice because we are all choosing her and she needs to do the same by choosing us.”

“She is fucking pissed as hell at us, Ez. We all left her and cut her out because we thought we knew best.” I deflate a little at Hayze’s admission.

“I know. We just need to try to make up for our mistakes and pray to fucking Lucifer she forgives our dumbasses and prove to her we will never put our relationship with Vox before her again.”

A throat clearing has us all swinging our gaze to the entrance to see Vivian standing there in one of Hayze’s shirts. “Yeah, proving that shit to me is going to take a lot longer than one evening.” The bite in her tone isn’t missed but I choose to ignore her snide comment and ask.

“You hungry?”

She rolls her eyes but there is no heat to it. “Yeah, I could eat.”

“Have a seat.” I flick my gaze to the stool between Hayze and Archer. She nibbles on her bottom lip which has me gripping the edge of the counter to keep from going to her and pulling it free. It takes her a solid minute before she finally resigns herself to her fate and makes her way over to the stool. She is careful not to brush against either of them as she sits down and rests her elbows on the counter. I run my gaze over her, loving the sight of her wet hair loose and her face free of makeup but it’s also the shirt she wears that adds to her sex appeal. I never thought seeing my girl in another man’s clothes would turn me on, but I was wrong.

“Can we get this conversation over with? I need to get back to my dorm. I have shit to do and an empire to run.” The reminder of what she is in charge of has me gritting my teeth. She should never have put herself in a position where she was forced to lead the Saints. The reminder of them has me biting back a growl, those cunts took their time beating me as I got blooded in for her. Vivian stood there and watched without an ounce of emotion on her face, she looked so fucking callous and devoid of a fucking soul. She was the perfect picture of the true leader of The Brotherhood, her father would have been proud of the stone-faced woman she was.

It occurs to me only now as I look at her, did she not care about me being blooded in because she doesn’t feel the same way I do?

“No.” I frown and meet her hardened glare.

“What?” I ask.

“You said that shit out loud,” Hayze answers for Vivian, sounding uncomfortable. I cringe but don’t comment because I need to know the answer. Does she feel the same way I do or am I just wishing for something that will never happen?

Vivian’s face blanks of all emotion, she looks untouchable like nothing we say or do could penetrate the armor that she surrounds herself with.

“I saw you die once before,” she says this like we are discussing the fucking weather! “Seeing you die again just felt like a movie on repeat.” She shrugs her fucking shoulders like what she just said didn’t just destroy something inside of me. I stare at her for a moment utterly perplexed and astounded, she didn’t care…

She doesn’t feel the same…

“You can bullshit them, Vivian, but you can’t lie to me.” I turn to Archer who is glaring at Vivi. The girl refuses to pay him any attention and keeps looking around the kitchen like she finds it so interesting. Archer snaps his arm out and grips the back of her neck forcing a hiss past her lips as he turns her to face him. The hateful look in her eyes could peel the skin off any man.

“Fuck off!” she spits out.

Archer isn’t one to be deterred, he leans in close enough, just leaving a sliver of space between their faces as he speaks. “You forget, I am the one who taught you how to lie and not show an ounce of emotion. If you meant what you just said, you wouldn’t have had to mask your reaction.” My brows shoot up as I study them.

Vivian makes a bold move, she turns her whole body toward Archer, he opens his legs wider so hers can slip in between his. She places her hands flat against the tops of his thighs, when she bites down on her bottom lip and bats her lashes at him, he changes. Gone is the anger and the need for control, she switched the roles on him so quickly he didn’t have a chance to prepare himself and now he is nothing but putty in her deadly hands.

I cut a glance to Hayze who is watching them both with rapt attention, it’s like he doesn’t even realize it but he’s shifting closer to her effectively placing her between the both of them. Vivi on the other hand registers what is happening and fights not to tense as she keeps Archer in her clutches.

“What hurts more, baby, the fact you think you know me and want to take credit for what you think you taught me or is it that you now know I don’t need you to run a fucking empire in a man’s world?” Her words have Arch whipping around but she doesn’t stop, she stands. Hayze mimics her move but her sights are set on Archer, she stands between his legs and drapes her arms over his shoulders and leans in until her lips ghost over his. “It’s not nice when the person you want most fucks with your feelings is it, Archy baby?” I fight not to smile, Vivian has definitely changed and fuck me if it’s not for the better, because the show she is putting on now has my cock rock fucking hard and dying to sink inside her.

Archer’s nostrils flare, then in a swift move he is on his feet and has her pressed up against the breakfast bench with her back to me and him right in her face. Hayze darts his eyes to me. I give a subtle shake of my head telling him to let this play out.

“You want to act like a heartless bitch then go for it, Vivian, because you and I both know you feel more than you are willing to admit.”

“I don’t feel anything for you bastards,” she grits out.

Archer laughs but there is no humor to it. He grabs her waist in one hand then uses the other to grip her hair and tug her head back so he can look her in the eyes. “Oh, baby, I taught you how to lie better than that.”

“No—”

Arch cuts her off. “Shut the fuck up.” Instantly her body turns rigid. “Good girl.” Hayze must see the same thing I do, when a shiver travels down her spine we both lean in closer. I hate to admit it but Archer may be the only one who knows what she likes in the bedroom but outside of it, Hayze and I know her better than him. Archer leans in and seals his lips to hers. I watch as if I am in a trance. Her body melts into him, wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him closer. Hayze groans. As if she just remembered that they aren’t alone in the room, shoves Archer back and then whirls around to face me and Hayze. Archer glues himself to her back and ignores her warning to fuck off when he pushes her hair to one side and begins kissing her neck.

Vivian’s eyes are wide as she looks between me and Hayze as Archer continues to lick a trail along her neck in time with his hand skating down her stomach. Her throat bobs up and down, her eyes are wide with worry but I can see the need in the depths of those blue eyes. She is trying to reason with herself that what’s happening is wrong and not normal but when have we ever been fucking normal?

Normal is boring!

When Archer’s hand slips under the shirt she wears, she gasps and tries to pull free but he secures her to him with his other arm banded around her waist. “Archer!” she rasps out.

“They want you like I do. Now do me a favor and take what we are about to give you,” he mutters against her neck. Her mouth parts on a silent gasp and both Hayze and I groan knowing Archer has just stroked her pussy. “For someone who hates us, you seem to be soaked for the monsters that ruined your life, baby.”

“S-stop,” she stutters out as her eyes roll backward.

Archer rests his chin on her shoulder and looks directly at Hayze. “Get on your knees and taste her.” Vivian’s mouth parts as if to argue but the moment Hayze knocks the stool out of his way and drops to his knees before her she clamps it shut.

Hayze grips the hem of her shirt and lifts it, exposing her perfect pink pussy with Archer’s finger inside it. He slowly withdraws his digit and brings it to her lips, smearing her own wetness across them, then he darts his gaze to me. “Kiss her while Hayze eats her pussy.” Normally, I’m the one who is giving the orders but it seems that role has shifted when it comes to giving our girl what she wants. I abandon the vegetables I was meant to be chopping and stalk around the counter. Archer peels the shirt off exposing her to us. She wears nothing beneath the shirt and fuck her body is a masterpiece. Her tits are perfect, big enough to fill my hands and perky, her nipples are pebbled to hardened peaks begging for me to take them in my mouth.

“Eat her cunt,” I growl as I step forward and watch as Hayze lifts one of her legs and flings it over his shoulder exposing her to him. “Put that pussy on his sideburns, baby.” She cuts a glance to me for a second, the lustful look in her eyes has me cupping myself through my pants. The three of us watch as Hayze leans forward and swipes his tongue through her slick folds.

“Fuck!” she cries out. I step forward and cup her face between my hands, forcing her to look at me. I need her to see me, not Archer or Hayze, me! The instant I see recognition in her eyes, I lean down and swipe my tongue across her lips tasting her. I groan, fuck she taste so good. Before I get a chance to savor more of her taste, she cries out again. I seal my mouth to hers and swallow her moans.

This situation is like none I have ever been in before. Hayze is on his knees eating her out, I’m kissing her, while Archer is behind her. Her tongue tangles with mine and I moan. I open my eyes and watch as she skims her fingers through Hayze’s hair then slings her other arm around my neck, holding me in place. I peer over her shoulder to see Archer pushing his pants down. I’ve seen his, Vox and Hayze’s cock’s enough over the years that it doesn’t shock me to see it again. He runs a hand down her back then grabs her ass and squeezes. She moans into my mouth and pulls me in closer as he kneads the globes of her ass.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, baby,” Archer rasps out. She breaks our kiss and turns to look at him over her shoulder. I’m sure she wants to protest and tell him to fuck off but Hayze is too good at keeping her distracted so she nods. I bend down and capture a nipple in my mouth as Archer begins to slide inside her, I can feel the instant he does it. Her body arches forward and she digs her fingers into the back of my hair and tugs on the strands.

“Oh fuck, Archer, it’s too much,” she cries.

“Just wait till you have the three of us in every fucking hole.” The image Archer’s words paint has my cock twitching painfully in my pants. “Fuck, baby, I missed this pussy.”

“Archer, I need you to move, I'm gonna come,” she pleads.

I release her nipple with a wet pop and stare down at Hayze. He sucks her clit into his mouth as Archer begins to fuck her. The sight of her naked and being ravished by my best friends is an image I thought would anger me, but instead all it has done is turn me the fuck on. I rid myself of my shirt and love the way her gaze immediately swings to me as she drinks in the sight of my naked flesh. Her eyes trail down my body and watch as I push my pants down my legs and kick them to the side. Her eyes are wide and glued to my pierced cock.