Page 24 of Freestyle (Boys of Frampton U #2)

He moves toward the bed, tugging at the rumpled sheets, smoothing them out with quick, methodical movements. It’s such a simple gesture, but it sends a strange warmth through me—like, despite everything, he’s trying to make this space feel safe.

I hesitate. The idea of shutting off my brain, of letting go just for a few hours, feels foreign. But exhaustion is creeping in, heavy in my limbs, clouding the edges of my mind.

Nix glances at me again, quieter now. “I’ll be right here,” he says. “Just sleep.”

Maybe it’s the way he says it—like it’s not a command, but permission—that finally makes me move.

I sit on the edge of the bed, the weight of everything crashing down on me. My eyelids feel heavy, and the exhaustion from the chaos of the past hours pulls at me. I lie back on the bed, sinking into the plush mattress, the softness enveloping me like a warm embrace.

“Thank you for getting that man off me,” I murmur as I snuggle into the blankets. Before I know it, I surrender to the darkness, my mind drifting as I succumb to the exhaustion of the day.

Grayson

I’m lying on my bed, sending a stress ball into the air over and over, trying to calm my nerves.

The ball lands back in my palm with a soft thud. Again. And again.

Toss. Catch. Squeeze.

Each repetition is supposed to bleed out the rage, siphon off the edges of the storm crawling under my skin.

It doesn’t.

The room is dark except for the glow of the hallway light slicing under the door. I haven’t bothered turning on a lamp. I don’t need to see the shadows to know they’re there. They’re inside me anyway.

All I can think about is her face when she walked from the kitchen to her customers—shoulders back, smile all wrong. Wearing that stupid uniform. Fabric too tight. Skin on display for people who didn’t deserve to look at her, much less touch her.

And someone did.

Some man touched her.

Just thinking the word makes my jaw lock so hard it hurts.

She doesn’t see what we see—how they stare, how they salivate, how they think she’s something they’re owed , but we see it. Every time. We feel it in our bones like a warning shot.

And now one of them crossed the line.

I sit up, fists clenched around the stress ball until it’s nearly crushed

I don’t just want to protect her.

I want to own her.

My phone illuminates the room as it buzzes on my nightstand.

Nix:

She’s out.

Perfect. It’s time to drown her skin in so much of my cum that no one can ever question who she belongs to.

I jump up from my bed and I’m out the door the next second, walking past any of the team that’s still awake as I head to Nix’s room.

He was the first person I called, the one who would keep up with me and understand the way my mind works.

I know he has this need to control people, to get them under his thumb and it excites me to no end.

With him, I can let go and it won’t seem like I’m doing it by myself.

The best part is that I can do the same with him.

We balance each other out and he can feed off my craziness and I’ll feed off his.

He opens the door wide and steps out of the way, allowing me to enter. I walk in and stop, turning to face him. “How long has she been asleep?”

“About thirty minutes.” His eyes flick to her, passed out on his bed, and then back to me. “So, what’s the plan?”

I walk over to the bed and look down at her. She looks so peaceful like this, her mouth parted, hair spilling across the pillow. I could just stare at her all day. But I have other things in mind.

I turn back to Nix. “She was exhausted. I’m sure she’ll sleep through this.”

He cocks an eyebrow, waiting.

I sit down next to Rowyn and brush the hair away from her face. She doesn’t move. Perfect.

“Flip a coin for who gets her pussy first?” he asks.

“Fuck that. You know what I want.” I lick my lips. “I want her mouth.”

I glance down at her sweet mouth, imagining how perfect those plump lips feel wrapped around my cock.

A rush of heat courses through me as I think about her tongue gliding across the underside of my shaft, teasing and licking me until I explode in her mouth.

Unfortunately, I’ll have to do all the work tonight.

She’s out cold, but that excites me more.

She can’t fight us like this, even though she enjoys every fucking thing we do to her .

She doesn’t want to admit it, but I know deep down that she needs this just as much as we do. There’s no denying that we’re all in this together. It’s been a long time coming, and now that we finally have her, we’re not going to let go.

Nix pulls her sweats down and her panties aside. The sight of her glistening pussy makes my dick twitch and throb with anticipation.

“Fuck, little juvie, you’re already wet for us.” I reach down and slide two fingers along her slick folds, gathering her arousal on my fingers before bringing them up to her lips. She doesn’t respond as I push them into her mouth. My cock jumps again when she starts sucking on them subconsciously.

“Oh yeah, she loves it,” Nix says. He spreads her legs wider, making room for himself. I quickly strip off my clothes, giving my aching cock the freedom it deserves. My length bobs against my stomach, precum leaking from the tip. I can’t wait to see a part of me dripping from those beautiful lips.

Phoenix spreads her apart and leans in, his tongue lapping at her core. She moans softly in her sleep, her hips bucking. His eyes meet mine, and he nods. I know exactly what that means. He’s ready for me to join in the fun.

I rub my tip along her lips, spreading my precum along the way. “Mmm,” I groan, unable to contain my excitement.

She parts her lips a little more, letting me push further between them. Her tongue swirls around my head, licking me like a fucking popsicle.

My eyes roll back as I push deeper into her mouth, slowly, so I don’t wake her up. “Fuck, her mouth feels so good,” I growl.

I start pumping my hips, in and out, sliding my cock over her tongue. Nix grunts as he starts to thrust into her pussy, matching my pace. We’re both losing our minds, trying to keep quiet, not wanting to wake her up but I don’t know how long we’ll last. It’s too fucking good.

She moans in her sleep, her lips vibrating around my shaft, the sensation sending me over the edge.

He pulls her legs up higher, so they are practically resting on his chest. I love that she’s so flexible. Her face is completely relaxed, making this even hotter. She has no idea what’s happening to her right now, and I can’t help but grin at that.

Her soft moans fill the room as Nix picks up the pace.

I can feel my balls tightening, ready to explode.

My hips jerk as I thrust harder into my hand, losing myself in the pleasure.

She lets out a loud moan as she comes, her body tensing up.

That’s enough to push me over the edge. I shoot my cum all over her face, coating her lips and cheeks.

Nix covers her stomach in his, and fuck, she looks so beautiful like this, covered in our cum.

We stay like that for a few moments, catching our breath. Nix slowly pulls out, leaving her pussy dripping with his cum. He looks up at me, his eyes still filled with desire.

“She’s in for a surprise in the morning,” he says, grinning.

I can’t help but smile back, the thought of Rowyn waking up covered in both our cum sending a thrill through me.

“She’ll love it,” I say, my voice thick with lust, knowing she’s going to be beyond pissed when she wakes up. But we’re willing to deal with the fallout. She belongs to us, and we’ll do whatever it takes to make her see that.

“The fuck she will,” he laughs quietly.