Page 21 of Quadruplets for the Vipers (Never Just One #3)

Leah

M y heart is hammering in my chest, and bile fills my throat as I race to the restroom, barely making it into the cubicle before puking, the vomit splashing against the porcelain as I retch.

Being sick from stage fright isn’t uncommon for me, coupled with being in the first trimester of pregnancy, I’d almost say that this was an expected outcome.

I wish that were the case.

But the real reason I’m sick to my stomach is because I saw him.

My ex.

I don’t know how or why he was there, but one minute I was on cloud nine having just performed the best I possibly ever have, and the next he was there, staring at me from the back of the room.

How did he find me?

Was it just a coincidence?

Perhaps he’s here for some unrelated reason.

But this isn’t the sort of place he normally ever comes to.

He hated live music venues like this. He called them dive bars.

He only wanted to frequent the high-end establishments.

It’s one of the reasons he hated me getting gigs and performing in bars like this.

As my panic fades, I start to wonder if the whole thing was in my imagination.

With the adrenaline and residual stage fright, is it possible I imagined seeing him, the one person I was most afraid to see?

The person who has held me back from performing.

Could the man I saw have simply looked similar?

It’s a dark club, and he was all the way across the room, perhaps my imagination is getting the better of me.

“Hey, chica, it’s Valentina, you doing alright in there?”

With the nausea gone, I clean myself up and emerge from the stall. “Yeah, I’m okay, thanks.” I offer my new friend a weak smile.

“How many weeks?” she asks, nodding at my stomach and giving me a sympathetic grimace. “I was sick as a dog for the first three months with both of mine.”

I contemplate denying it before realizing it’s pointless lying. “It’s early days, only a few weeks or so.”

“Do you know which of your four is the father?”

“Oh, we’re not… I mean… I’ve only slept with Axel and Knox,” I offer. I stop myself from revealing the baby’s true parents.

Valentina studies me curiously. “Something tells me that Jace and Rider would be interested in joining the relationship too. Are you not interested? Or are you still figuring out what you want?”

“Something like that,” I admit, struggling to find the words. “I guess it never occurred to me that I could date more than one guy at a time without anyone getting hurt.”

Valentina nods understandingly. “I get it, it’s not easy, and as women we’re often told not to want too much or that having feelings for more than one person is shameful or makes us a whore, but at the end of the day, the heart wants what the heart wants.

The way I see it is, if me and my guys love each other and we’re happy with our relationship, who gives a fuck what anyone else thinks. ”

“I admire your attitude, but it’s not hard to see why your men would be happy to share you.

You’re gorgeous, vibrant, funny, kind, and smart.

But what on earth do the guys see in me?

Sure, they might want a bit of fun, but I can’t believe that all four of them would want anything long-term or serious like what you have.

I’ve seen the sort of women who hang around the club, I’m nothing compared to them. ”

“You’re too harsh on yourself. It’s blatant from where I’m standing that all four of those men are like lovesick puppies, you’re the one with all the power here.

And don’t you dare put yourself down! They’d be lucky to have you, and they know it,” she chastises me, turning me to face the mirror and look at my reflection.

“All of those things you said about me are exactly what everyone else sees when they look at you. You’ve just gotta see it for yourself, chica. ”

“Thanks, Valentina, I’m glad to have met you, I hope we can become good friends.”

She beams at me, pulling me into a perfumed hug.

I’ve not got many female friends, and it feels nice to have made one who helps me to feel a bit less shameful for having feelings for all four of the guys.

Because if I’m being honest with myself, I’m physically and emotionally attracted to each of them.

Performing with Rider tonight opened a window into the heart of the man he hides, that I can’t deny I found alluring.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to get to know each of the guys more.

Now I can consider that actually being a possibility without feeling guilty for wanting it in the first place.

By the time Valentina and I emerge from the restroom, chatting like old friends, I’ve all but forgotten my ex.

As I glance around the room, I don’t see any sign of him, and I convince myself that it was all in my imagination.

I resolve to enjoy the rest of my night without letting that man take up another second of my thoughts.

***

It’s late when we arrive home, but I don’t feel tired.

I’m filled with nervous energy as I wrestle with my decision.

While I now think that the guys may be open to sharing, it’s a whole other level to go from knowing that information to actually doing something about it.

I also know that the guys would never force me into it.

If I want this to happen, I’ve got to be the one to make the first move.

Almost as if they sense my hesitation, they hover around in the living room uncertainly.

“Valentina and the guys are nice,” I offer casually. “Their relationship is interesting… What do you guys think of it?”

“The time for coyness is gone, I think, Leah. So why don’t you be a big girl and ask us what you really want to ask?”

I ought to have realized that Knox, being the wild card, wouldn’t let me get away with tiptoeing around saying what I want.

His eyes dance with a feral, taunting energy.

I know what he’s getting at. If I can’t talk about this candidly, without embarrassment or shame, then how am I supposed to become sexually involved with all four of them without it getting messy?

The baby is the most important thing, as much as I want the guys.

I need to know that if we do this, no matter what happens next, it won’t negatively impact the baby.

Taking a deep breath, I straighten my spine and meet each of their eyes in turn. “I think it’s pretty obvious that I’m attracted to all of you. You’ve mentioned that the four of you have shared women before, so I guess I’m wanting to know if you want to share me…”

For a brief moment, I want the ground to swallow me whole as I wonder if I’ve completely made a fool of myself, but then the guys slowly move closer.

Axel places his hand on my hip and tilts my chin up gently with the other, so I meet his gaze.

My breath catches as I see the burning desire in his eyes.

“We’d be only too glad to share you, beautiful, but I’m gonna need to be sure we’re talking about the same thing here,” he murmurs, challenging me.

I feel a surge of confidence, almost as if he knew that making me demand what I want and not be afraid of how it sounds is making me embrace my deepest desires.

I hold his gaze, showing no hesitation as I leave no room for misinterpretation. “I want all four of you to fuck me right here, right now.”

A shiver of wicked excitement runs down my spine.

Like I’ve spoken the magic words out loud, the sweet, charming, sometimes even gentle guys I’ve come to know finally reveal the dark sides they’ve kept hidden from me.

Now they look every inch the rugged, masculine, and downright dangerous yet sexy men I want to ravage me.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Axel purrs, pulling me in for a passionate kiss.

I run my hands across the hard planes of his chest, tearing at his clothes.

Knox moves behind me, his fingers reaching up my skirt to stroke my pussy through the lace of my panties.

I let out a gasp of surprised pleasure as he teases me while Axel pulls my dress over my head.

With his spare hand, Knox expertly unhooks my bra, and in perfect sync, Axel removes it.

My aching breasts spring free, and I feel a jolt of pleasure at the groan of appreciation the sight pulls from Jace’s lips.

My focus switches to him, and I watch as he stands there enjoying the view while Axel licks and sucks my nipples which harden like pebbles.

Knox buries his fingers in my hair, pulling my head back and kissing my neck while he lazily strokes my clit.

My panties are slick with arousal, and I can feel his erection straining against his pants as he presses against my side.

I reach back and place my hand on it, stroking Axel’s cock with my other hand.

Someone’s hand, I’m not sure whose, guides my panties down, leaving me bare.

“No fair, I’m the only one who’s naked,” I pout.

“You heard the lady,” Jace says with a smile, slowly removing his clothes.

It’s clear to see why he’s not shy, his body looks like it’s carved from marble and his cock is thick, long, and straight, hard and ready for me.

He guides me over to the sofa while the others remove their clothes.

Knox and Axel look every bit as sexy as I remember.

Rider hesitates for a moment, seeming to be surprised to find himself included as he hangs back.

The others waste no time in moving around me and continuing their sexual exploration.

Jace drops to his knees, confidently spreading my knees wide and burying his tongue in my pussy.