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KAI

One week later

I watch as they all sleep, their chests rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm.

A few days ago, we carefully moved a larger bed into the spare bedroom, ensuring it was big enough for all of us. We made sure to be cautious of Arch’s comfort as we transferred him.

It was a challenging task, but we found a way to make it work.

Since none of us wanted Arch to be alone, we thought it would be a good idea for all of us to sleep in the same bedroom.

The room is a replica of his own bedroom, complete with most of the items he has in his actual room.

The only things missing are his monitors.

My head is a mess.

My burns feel insignificant compared to the helplessness I feel when I see him in this state.

I need to hit something. To burn something.

As I stand up from the bed, Iris and Eli simultaneously turn their heads towards me, their curious eyes locked on mine while Theo remains peacefully asleep.

“Where are you going? It’s the middle of the night,” Iris’ voice crackles with sleep as Eli gently places a hand on her shoulder.

“Going for a ride.”

“Go back to sleep, Sirène . I’ll take care of it.”

With Elijah right on my heels, I make my way downstairs to the garage, where my bike patiently waits.

“Where are you going, brother?”

“I need to get out.” I grab my helmet and lean towards my bike. “I can’t bear to stay here, watching him day after day, waiting for him to wake up.” I straddle the bike.

“I understand.” Leaning in, he grabs my chin, his warm breath tickling my lips as he whispers. “But what if he wakes up and you’re not here? Kai, he’ll need you by his side.”

“Eli. I love him. Seeing him like this is killing me.”

“I know.” His lips meet mine with an unexpected gentleness, revealing a side of him I never imagined. “I love him too. We all love him, just as I love you. He’ll be fine.”

His words leave me stunned, unable to respond for a moment. Although I knew it deep down, he never openly expressed his love for me in words.

Elijah is known for his stoic demeanour, rarely showing his true emotions and keeping everything locked away.

“Why are you shocked?” He chuckles against my lips. “I’m deeply in love with you, every single aspect of who you are, and there’s nothing shocking about it.”

“You’re in love with me?” I repeat like a broken machine.

“Every broken fucking piece. I’m in love with the four of you.”

“So why did you always hold back and never fully participate?”

“Lily. I was waiting for Lily to come back. I felt as if…”

“You were cheating on her otherwise?”

It makes sense.

“Yeah. That can sound absurd, but she’s always been mine, and I didn’t want to overstep while she was absent.”

He presses his body against mine, causing me to lose my balance and drop the bike.

Fuck.

It’s not a secret that I’m far from being a submissive, but he has a way of igniting a newfound interest in me.

They all know my history and why I’m like this.

“And how do you feel about her and the rest of us?” My voice cracks as I speak.

“I couldn’t be happier.” His lips brush against mine. “We come as a package, and she’s the only one who can fully accept us without judgement. And you should know by now that watching her with you guys turns me on more than anything.” His hand gently traces along the curve of my ribcage before sliding down the length of my thigh. “Do you still need to go for a ride?”

His body becomes a barrier, pushing me deeper into my seat as I try to maintain balance and drop my helmet on the floor with a loud thud.

“No,” I breathe in.

“Good.” He bites my lip before grabbing my T-shirt, forcing me to get off of the bike.

Once I do, he presses my back against it and gets on his knees in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine.

“What are you doing?”

His hands linger just above my joggers, causing a knot of anticipation to form in my throat.

Seeing Archer on his knees for me is something, but seeing Elijah kneeling takes the experience to a whole new level.

“You’re angry and worried. Let me take care of you.”

As the words leave his lips, he swiftly pulls down my joggers and my boxers, his fingers gently tracing along my piercings.

I can’t help but groan as his mouth covers me with warmth, his tongue tracing over each piercing in a rhythmic motion.

“Fuck.”

Instinctively, my hands tangle in his hair as I pull him closer, feeling the heat of his breath against my pelvis.

His tongue twirls and twirls around my cock, taking me deeper each time and fuck me.

That feels good.

I can’t not look at him.

The sensation of his hair slipping through my fingers… The rhythmic movement of his head on my dick… And the intense gaze of his hazel eyes fixed on mine—it’s pure ecstasy.

“Shit, Eli,” I moan, the sound echoing through the garage along with the suction noise he’s making.

Every stroke of his tongue is perfectly in sync with the movement of the bike behind me, increasing my pleasure with each synchronised motion.

“Shit! You’re going to make me come if you keep going like that.”

My movements contradict my words as I keep his head locked between my hands, forcefully pushing deeper into his mouth.

I feel his groan reverberate through my body, the sound amplified by the sudden gag that escapes him.

It’s a surreal moment to see him on his knees for me, something I never imagined possible.

My cock is painfully hard, and I can feel the pressure release as he lets go of it with a loud pop.

“As much as I want you to come in my mouth,” he wipes the saliva from the corner of his mouth, “I want?—”

I seize him by the collar of his T-shirt, yanking him upwards before pressing my lips forcefully against his.

Our kiss is a fierce contest, where we battle for control through bites, licks, and sucks, leaving us both breathless.

We break our kiss, and I press my forehead against his, feeling the warmth of his skin.

“Take me,” I whisper against his lips.

“Kai.” He shakes his head, but I can clearly feel the bulge in his shorts.

“I’m ready.” I reach inside his shorts and firmly grasp his shaft. “I know you’ll stop if it’s too much.”

“Are you sure?”

His face is a canvas of worry, but as my hand strokes him, desire takes over him.

“Yes, I’m sure.”

I turn over and lean my chest on my bike, feeling the distant heat of his body radiating towards me.

“If it’s too much…” he starts.

I tilt my head to glance at him with a smirk. “Unless you want me to take you…” I let my words hang in the air.

“Don’t push your luck.”

Yeah, I thought so.

I watch as he leans his hand towards my mouth, the anticipation thick in the air. Understanding his unspoken request, I spit on it several times, observing as he strokes his cock.

A wave of unease crashes over me, mingling with an intense desire.

He pushes me forward, causing my body to jolt forward before he finally speaks.

“I’m going to insert one finger.”

Nodding, I am overwhelmed with a deep sense of gratitude.

He doesn’t need to explain his every move, but the way he handles my trauma and understands my past speaks volumes about him.

Tension fills my body as his finger thrusts, and I can feel the warmth of sweat dripping from my forehead.

“Shh, Kaiden. It’s our little secret. You don’t want to wake up your mama, do you?”

I vigorously shake my head, desperate to banish his voice from echoing in my mind, but it stubbornly persists.

“Kaiden, you’re tak ? —”

“Shh, you’re fine, I got you.”

His gentle strokes on my side instantly soothe me, bringing a sense of peace and quieting the chaotic voices in my head.

“You good? Do you want me to stop?”

I shake my head.

No, I don’t want to. If I do, it means that he won.

And I’ll never tolerate his interference in my life anymore.

“I’m good.”

He briefly pauses, torn between continuing or stopping, but I shift my body, forcing him to slip his finger into me.

I moan, feeling overwhelmed as he increases the speed of his thrusts, making it difficult for me to catch my breath. “Fuck.”

He takes his time, going in and out, alternating between biting and nipping at my ass.

“I think you’re ready.”

“Are you seriously comparing your finger and your dick?”

Does he seriously think I’m ready after just one finger?

“If Iris can handle multiple dicks in one hole, I’m sure you’ll be fine,” he says with a chuckle as he spits on his hand and gives it a few strokes before pushing against me. “Take a deep breath.”

“Fuck o—” I gasp, my words interrupted by the searing burn as he enters me.

Fucking hell.

Is this what Arch feels when I’m inside him?

Elijah remains motionless behind me, giving me a chance to acclimate to the unfamiliar sensation in my body as he gently strokes my side, careful to avoid touching my back.

Taking a deep breath, I whisper, “I’m good.”

“Thank fuck, because I’m close to filling your ass. Fuck you’re tight.”

He starts off slowly, his movements causing my bike to effortlessly glide beneath me before gradually picking up speed.

Slowly, my body starts to relax as I tightly grip the side of the seat, but I sense Eli’s frustration growing behind me.

Without any warning, he abruptly pulls out, causing me to groan, and he mutters, “Joggers off.”

As I tilt my head, I slip off my trainers and let him take off my joggers.

“Better?” I raise my brow.

“Much better. Now, let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?”

“You’re grumpy even when you fuck. You know that, right?”

“I’ll show you who’s grumpy.”

He guides my leg onto the top of the bike, his hands firmly gripping my hips to help me maintain balance as he thrusts back into me, eliciting simultaneous groans of pleasure.

“Shit.”

“Fuuuck. If only you knew how long I’ve been waiting to be buried inside you.”

“Then fuck me.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, his grip on my hips is so tight that I can already anticipate the marks that may appear tomorrow.

As my cock rubs against the cold metal of the bike, a surge of pleasure shoots through my body, leaving me rock hard.

“Are you going to observe from the sidelines, or are you going to get involved?”

Who the hell is he talking to?

I tilt my head, catching a glimpse of Theo as he enters the garage with Bella curled snugly around his neck.

“I actually don’t know. One part of me has been craving for years to witness your cave-in, while another part of me desires to help our boy reach his climax. I mean, after today, I highly doubt I’ll ever see Kai taking on the submissive role.”

“Theo,” Eli growls.

The bastard smirks at me, his eyes filled with mischief, before winking and confidently striding towards us.

Elijah shifts me to create a bit of room for Theo to settle in front of me.

“I’m joking.”

Theo’s touch on my chin sends a jolt of electricity through me as his lips meet mine. He lets Bella slide on me, her cold touch sending goosebumps all over my body, while Elijah continues to pound into me relentlessly.

“C’mon girl, wrap tightly around his neck.”

Theo drops to his knees, his hands eagerly stroking my shaft as Bella circles around my neck, her grip tightening.

“Shit,” I moan.

Slowly, Theo’s tongue traces each of my piercings, igniting a wave of sensations that leave me breathless. He repeats the tantalising process several times before engulfing me entirely.

“Ahhh.”

“Look at him. On his knees for you while my dick is deep into your tight hole,” Eli grunts behind me.

I can’t tear my eyes away from Theo as his head sways rhythmically, pulling me further into a trance.

The sensation is indescribable, like a rush of warmth and tingling that spreads throughout the body. I feel overwhelmed and full at the same time.

My fingers effortlessly weave through Theo’s hair as Bella’s wrapping around my throat becomes more constricting.

“Fuuuck!” My screams fill the air as I forcefully thrust into Theo’s mouth, the sensations becoming more intense with each movement as Elijah’s thrusts match the same intensity.

“Are you going to be a good boy for us and come?”

“Fuck off, Eli.”

If there’s something I’m not, it’s a good boy.

I gasp for air, Bella’s body squeezing tightly around my throat when suddenly Eli’s voice cuts through the chaos.

“I didn’t think watching was your thing.”

“What can I say?” I turn my head at Iris’ voice. “You’re putting on quite a performance for me to enjoy. It’s fascinating.”

“So you’re going to stay there?”

She shakes her head and walks closer.

She gently places her hand on mine, intertwining our fingers, before forcefully grabbing Theo by his hair, causing him to release me with a sudden pop. Then she pushes him up to stand.

“What are you doing?” he asks while Elijah slows his thrust.

“Sorry, Wolfy, but I need that down…” She gestures at his pyjamas. “Please.” She bats her eyelashes at him, which makes him chuckle.

Eli and I wait to see what she is up to while Theo obediently pulls down his pyjamas.

His body tenses up as Iris’s small hand firmly wraps around his shaft, eliciting a low, primal groan from him.

“Fuck, Starling.”

Elijah regains his rhythm as he smoothly slides into me, while Bella, who had momentarily released her grip around my throat, tightens it once more.

I can’t tear my eyes away from Iris’ movement when she clutches my cock and begins stroking it in sync with Theo’s rhythm.

The garage is filled with the sound of our moans as Iris leans in, urging Theo to bend and kiss her.

“I love you,” she whispers against his lips.

“I love you too, Starling.”

She does the same with me, her hand tightly holds onto my dick, but Elijah’s movements make it challenging. So, she grabs onto my hair, forcefully tilting my head to kiss her.

“I love you,” she murmurs against my mouth.

“I thought we agreed with ‘no emotion and shit.’” I barely finish speaking when Bella’s hold on my throat tightens, constricting my airway and forcing me to cough.

“Good girl,” Iris coos as she pats her. “See, even she gives you a warning.”

“I love you too, Poison,” I mumble.

Balancing her grip on our shafts, she leans her head towards Eli, and he responds by tilting his head and kissing her.

“I love you, Sirène .”

“Hey, I’m supposed to say it first,” she grumps. “I love you, jerk.”

Eli chuckles, his fingers digging deeper into my skin, while Iris tugs on Theo, causing him to inch away from my dick.

“I love you all, and I’d die for you,” she whispers. “But first, I always wanted to do something.”

I let out a loud moan as Eli thrusts deeper and deeper, the sounds of pleasure filling the air as Iris joins Theo’s cock and mine together.

“Shit, Starling. What are you doing?” he breathes out.

Initially, I’m unsure about the proximity of our glands, but then she softly extends Theo’s foreskin, generating a one-of-a-kind feeling as it surrounds my gland and moves smoothly against it.

“Fuuuck!” We both moan at the same time.

“Oh shit,” Eli mutters under his breath, his eyes fixed on us as he maintains his steady pace.

Iris continues to stroke both of us in perfect harmony, and I can’t help but be consumed by the intense feeling of Theo’s foreskin enveloping me with each movement.

“How wet are you, Sirène ?”

She bites her lips and steals a quick glance in our direction, her eyes filled with lust.

“Drenched.”

“Fucking hell,” Theo groans as she moves faster.

Satisfied with her answer, Eli becomes more relentless, thrusting with increased speed and depth, causing my breath to quicken and intensifying the grip of Bella around my throat.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out. “I’m gonna come.”

“That’s it. Come for us, Kai. Give it to us.”

His body leans against mine, his hands gripping my balls, as Iris strokes us both with relentless intensity.

She sinks her teeth into Theo’s arm as her free hand grabs his balls, causing us both to cry out, filling the garage with our echoing screams.

“Shit, shit, shit!”

“Oh, fuck.”

“That’s it. Come for us… both of you,” Eli murmurs in my ear, his teeth grazing my earlobe.

Our bodies move in perfect harmony, like two marionettes responding to a puppeteer’s command. With each slide, Iris expertly brings our dicks together, Theo’s skin overtopping my gland, causing our cum to overflow and drip from her hand.

The groan that emanates from us is raw and untamed, like the cry of a wild beast.

Elijah follows suit while I try to regain my breath.

“Shit. Fuck. God! Fuck.”

He stills in my ass, and I feel the warmth of his cum overflowing me and dripping between my legs.

“Bloody hell.”

He gently presses his forehead against my back while Bella loosens her grip on me and slides down my shoulder.

Iris locks eyes with us, a playful smirk on her lips, as she sets our cocks free and then sensually brings her hand to her mouth.

We all watch in fascination as she licks up every last drop of our mixture, leaving no trace behind.

She then grips Eli by the collar, pulling him closer and engaging in a passionate kiss, their soft moans blending with the mixture of our cum as she makes him taste us.

“Let us take care of you,” he whispers against her lips as he pulls out slowly.

A groan involuntarily escapes me as I am simultaneously filled with a sense of emptiness and relief.

“I’m good.” She gives him a peck. “More than good.”

She gives us a swift kiss, followed by a playful wink, before making her way out of the garage.

“Well, I didn’t expect that after waking up.” Theo smiles as he pulls up his pyjamas.

“Yeah, me neither.”

Just as I bend down to grab my clothes, he leans in and presses a tender kiss against my forehead while Eli smacks my ass.

“Don’t get used to it,” I grump, shoving his hand aside when he makes another attempt to smack me.

“Wouldn’t even dream of it,” he chuckles and kisses my forehead. “Let me take care of you.” I open my mouth to speak, but he cuts me. “It’s non-negotiable.”

Not a word escapes my lips as I quietly follow him up the stairs, and oddly, he chooses to enter my bedroom instead of his own.

Thoughts and questions spin around in my head, creating a chaotic storm of uncertainty.

My sexual orientation has always been clear to me, even if it’s considered unconventional, but I’ve never experienced being the bottom until now.

“What are you thinking?”

Eli turns on the shower, adjusting the temperature frequently to ensure it doesn’t aggravate my burns.

“I…” How am I supposed to talk about it?

He turns towards me, his T-shirt sliding off his shoulders, as he takes deliberate steps towards me.

“You can talk to me or not. The choice is yours. But I’m here if you need to talk, okay?”

He tugs at the edge of my T-shirt, pulling it up and leaving me completely naked.

Silently, he leads me into the shower, joining me without uttering a single word.

“It’s strange,” I whisper, feeling the hot water gently caress my face.

“What is strange?” The sound of the bottle being picked up catches my attention, followed by the familiar sound of shampoo being poured into his hand. Soon, he starts to massage my hair.

“For starters,” I groan, feeling the pressure intensify as his fingers dig deeper into my scalp. “You never took care of me.”

“This is because you never needed me like this until now.” I turn to glance at him, the shampoo dripping down my face. “Your walls have always been guarded, a bit like me. I know your head is probably a mess right now. And it’s okay.”

“I… I heard his voice at the beginning.” My head drops automatically, but he lifts it up.

“Hey. Look at me. Don’t be ashamed. You were a kid. You never asked for what happened to you.” He kisses my lips softly. “Thank you for trusting me. It means more than you think. It was my first time, after all,” he chuckles.

“I liked it.” I look at him. “I really like it. But I don’t think it will be a thing.”

“And that’s completely fine. Even though I think Theo and Arch would die if you allow them to take you.”

Yeah, I bet they would. They’ve been waiting years for that opportunity.

“Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. I’m here for you, and I always will be. I know you’re not one to open up, and I know you’ll tend more to go towards Theo, but…”

“That’s not true.” I shake my head. “I know none of you will judge, and Theo silently absorbs everything without saying anything. Arch is my everything, and I don’t want to burden him with my issues. You… You listen, and you give advice. You’re our anchor. The person we go to if something is too much or if we need something.” I feel a fiery sensation as the water drips onto my back, but I push through the discomfort. “I love you. I’m in love with you. Today’s experiment was challenging, but you provided constant support and reassurance throughout. I know the flashbacks will persist, but you made them more bearable.”

“You’re one of the strongest people that I know. And I’ll always be here if you need me, got it?”

Nodding, I feel the gentle touch of his lips against mine as he swiftly reaches for the water jet.

“Let’s get you out of this shower. I can feel you gritting your teeth with pain.”

He swiftly rinses my hair and cleanses my body, mirroring the same actions for himself before shutting off the water.

“It’s actually nice,” I groan as we step out of the shower, and he wraps my body in a plush towel.

“What is?”

“Being taken care of. I feel like Iris.”

His playful chuckle echoes behind us as he leads us to our new room.