Page 46 of Freestyle (Boys of Frampton U #2)

Rowyn

I didn’t fight them when they told me I was coming home with them.

Mostly because I couldn’t. Not physically because of the pain meds they put me on, not emotionally but also because deep down, I didn’t want to.

I didn’t want to go back to my dorm where the walls still echoed with memories I hadn’t processed, where silence had too much space to turn loud. I didn’t want to be alone in the dark with everything that nearly happened .

So when Gray lifted my bag like it weighed nothing and Nix threw an arm around my shoulder with that infuriating, perfect grin, I didn’t argue. I just nodded.

And now, here I am.

I’m on the edge of Phoenix’s bed, legs curled beneath me, heart beating like it hasn’t figured out how to slow down since we left the hospital.

The night by the fountain presses down on me dark and heavy, and this room feels like the only place left in the world where I can breathe without breaking.

Then I hear the door click open.

They walk in together.

Gray’s eyes find mine first, sharp, unreadable, like he’s trying not to want too visibly but it’s there, anyway. In the flex of his jaw. In the way his hands curl into fists at his sides like he’s barely holding back.

Phoenix closes the door behind them, softer than Gray but no less intense. His gaze rakes over me, then lingers on my thigh. I try to cover myself with the comforter as the air tightens.

Neither of them moves closer, but I feel them, and I ask, because I have to, voice barely above a breath, “Why do you keep looking at me like that?”

Phoenix is the first to speak. “Like what?”

“Like I’m something you’re afraid to touch,” I whisper as my stomach coils tighter .

Gray takes a step toward me. Just one, but it’s enough to pull the world taut.

“Because we love you,” he says, steady and low.

The admission knocks the breath from my chest, leaving me momentarily speechless. “You—what?” I stutter, my heart racing.

He keeps going. “And it doesn’t feel fair to want you like this when you’re still healing, when you’ve been through so much. But the way I feel about you? It’s not just obsession. It’s not adrenaline. It’s something... deeper .”

Phoenix moves to my other side, crouching so we’re at eye level. “We’ve been circling this for months,” he says. “And the second we both realized we couldn’t lose you, we stopped running. From each other. From you.”

They’re close now.

Close enough to touch.

I reach for their hands, one to each, and hold them both like lifelines.

“I’m not afraid of your love,” I whisper. “I’m afraid I don’t know what to do with it.”

Gray leans in, eyes burning. “Then let us show you. Let us give it to you, not all at once—just piece by piece. Carefully. Honestly .”

Phoenix presses his forehead to mine. “We won’t rush, but we’re not holding back either. Not tonight. ”

The room shivers around us.

Every breath, every heartbeat synced in a rhythm that feels charged.

When they finally touch me, Gray’s fingers on my jaw, Phoenix’s hand at the small of my back, it’s not hunger that leads. It’s love .

I exhale, slowly, and they feel it.

Because Gray leans into me, his lips barely brushing mine. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Same,” Nix murmurs. “It’s fucking killing me.”

I nod, words lost to the intensity of their gaze. It feels like we’re standing on the precipice of something monumental.

Then Gray slams his lips onto mine, and I fall, just like that.

My lips part and his tongue sweeps in, devouring, claiming . He tastes like mint and sin, and I moan, melting into him. His grip tightens around me as if he thinks I might slip away.

Then Nix pulls me into his arms, his embrace solid and reassuring. “I’ve got you, princess.” He cups my cheek, thumb grazing my bottom lip, grounding me further.

He dips his head, caressing his lips against mine. I inhale sharply, the world fading around us, leaving only this moment, this connection. It feels like the world goes quiet, like all the oxygen in the air just evaporated.

Phoenix doesn’t push. He breathes against me, steady and sure, holding me like he’s afraid to let go. My heart races, pounding against my chest as I grasp the front of his shirt, anchoring myself.

I feel Gray unbuttoning my jean shorts, sliding them down my legs, throwing them aside like they’re nothing. Each movement is deliberate, filled with intention. His hand glides along my scar reverently. I tense at the touch, shame filling my stomach.

“Don’t do that, Row,” Gray commands softly. “Don’t hide from us. This is part of you and we love every inch.” Tears prick the sides of my eyes hearing his words.

“Let us worship you, princess,” Nix whispers in my ear. Chills ripple through my body, then he slams his lips onto mine.

My lips part on a soft sigh, barely audible and Nix deepens the kiss, licking into my mouth, tasting me.

His hand slides to the nape of my neck, cradling my head.

When I don’t pull away his grip tightens, fingers threading through my hair.

He kisses me harder, fiercer, like he wants to devour me inch by inch.

“These are in the way,” Gray murmurs against my throbbing pussy before he shreds the lace from my body.

Nix swallows my gasp as Gray spreads me open with his thumbs and runs his tongue up my core. I moan, hips bucking .

When he does it again, Nix takes that chance to nip my bottom lip. My mouth falls open, breaths coming in short pants. Nix pulls away just enough to breathe against my lips, warm and sweet.

Gray throws my legs over his shoulders, his mouth working magic as he sucks my clit into his mouth. Stars explode behind my eyelids, and I can barely hear the moan that escapes my lips, my heartbeat drumming too loudly in my ears.

He pulls back, dragging his teeth over my swollen, sensitive bud, and I jerk toward him, desperate for more.

“Not so fast, sunshine,” he tsks, his voice teasing as Phoenix leans over me to pull my shirt over my head.

“Take off the bra,” Nix commands, making my hands move on their own volition, trembling with desire. The black lace falls to the bed and my breasts spill free. “Mmm, so fucking perfect for us.”

Gray’s eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of me, bare and vulnerable beneath them. The intensity of his gaze sends shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I didn’t know I could still feel.

With a slow, deliberate movement he leans down, his breath hot against my skin. I can feel the anticipation building, my body responding instinctively as he parts my legs further. “You taste so sweet,” he murmurs, his voice thick with hunger.

Then he dives in, his mouth finding me again.

The sensation is electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

I arch my back, a soft moan escaping my lips as he licks and sucks, his tongue working magic against my sensitive core.

Each stroke sends me spiraling closer to the edge, the world around us fading into a blur.

“Gray…” I gasp, my fingers threading through his hair, urging him closer. “Please… don’t stop.”

He pulls back just enough to look up at me, his lips glistening, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Do you want more?” he asks, his voice low and teasing.

“God, yes,” I breathe, my body aching for him.

Then Gray turns his gaze to Nix, a playful glint in his eyes. “What about you, Nix? Want a taste?”

Before I can process what’s happening, Gray jumps up and pulls Phoenix in for a kiss, their lips crashing together with a fervor that makes my heart race. It’s a raw, passionate connection, their bodies leaning into each other as if the world around us has faded away.

I watch, breathless as Gray pulls back slightly, searching my eyes for any sign of hesitation.

The air is thick with anticipation, the weight of the moment settling around us like a warm embrace.

Gray and Nix exchange a glance, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

This is new territory, a step into the unknown, and I can feel the tension in the air, charged with both excitement and vulnerability.

“Rowyn,” Gray says, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “We’ve been sharing you, but this… this is different. Are you sure you’re okay with us being together like this?”

His concern touches me deeply, and I can see the way his gaze flickers between Nix and me, searching for reassurance. “I trust you both,” I reply, my voice soft but resolute. “I want this. I want to share this moment with both of you.”

Gray’s expression softens, relief washing over him. He glances at Phoenix, who nods in agreement, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation. This is new territory for them, and I can feel the weight of that moment, the significance of what’s about to unfold.

“Okay,” Gray says, his voice low and reassuring. “We’ll take it slow. We’re in this together, all of us.”

Gray’s hands move with purpose as he shifts his attention to Nix, a playful glint in his eyes. “Let’s get you out of this,” he says, his voice low and teasing as he reaches for the hem of Nix’s shirt .

Nix smirks, a mix of excitement and anticipation dancing across his features. “You think you can handle me?” he quips, but there’s an eagerness in his tone that betrays his bravado.

With a swift motion, Gray pulls Nix’s shirt over his head, revealing the toned, sculpted body beneath. The sight of Nix, bare and exposed, sends a rush of heat through me. I can’t help but admire the way his muscles flex as he moves, his skin glowing in the dim light of the room.

“Damn,” Gray breathes, his eyes roaming over Nix’s chest, filled with appreciation. He tugs his shirt over his head and I’m met with two Adonises. It seems like it’s been forever since we were all together like this.

Gray’s eyes flicker with approval, and he leans in closer, brushing his lips against Nix’s collarbone. “I’m not holding back,” he whispers, his breath warm against Nix’s skin.