Page 264 of Second Sets Omnibus

I blink several times, letting my stupid tears mix with the rain. “All in?” I croak, watching them as they nod in agreement. “You’re seriously just… Wanting to dive back into this? Aren’t you scared?”

“Absolutely frightened,” Callum says, climbing to his feet. “You’re not the only one terrified. I know you remember how it felt to have us leave you. And how it tore you apart to have those restraining orders handed to you. But I remember, too, Little Star. I remember how Van kissed you and how it broke me in two. I know he did it. Not you. You weren’t to blame. But I’m working through that. I meant what I said on stage. You’re my first and last. My one and only. I’ll never look at another woman the way I look at you. My light in the darkness. My bright galaxy in this dismal universe,” he mutters, capturing my face between his palms. The warmth of his body soaks through the coldness seeping into my aching bones.

“All in,” I confirm, even when my gut squeezes with anxiety.

“All fucking in,” Rad says from behind me, putting his warm hands on my hips. “The only Pretty Girl I see.”

“Better than your groupies?” I hum in ecstasy when Callum’s lips press against the side of my mouth.

“No one compares to you, Pretty Girl. Callum had his fighting. Asher had his music. Kieran had…his anger. I had them to try to forget about you. It never fucking worked. You’re my girl. You always have been and always will be. I’m just so fucking sorry I sought?—”

“No,” I interrupt, turning in Callum’s embrace to face Rad. Sadness pulls down his expression, and hurt flies through his dark eyes. “You don’t have to be sorry. We were not together. You thought I cheated on you… That’s… It’s all in the past, okay? We live for the now.” My fingers delicately trace his jawline, holding him in my grasp.

“You’re mine,” he whispers, devouring my face with his lust-filled eyes, dropping down until they rest on my lips. “I’m going to kiss you now. Then, we’re going to take you inside and fuck your brains out. Okay, Pretty Girl?”

“We’ve been hanging by a thread, River Blue,” Kieran murmurs, caressing my cheek.

Shit. When did they all get off their knees and surround me? No matter. My pussy flickers to life at the sound of their promises.

“Is that a promise?” I murmur, darting my eyes to Rad.

His grin lights up the dismal weather, and he snorts. “More than a promise. It’s a damn commandment now. Thou shalt pleasure River with tongues, dicks, fingers, and toes.”

“Dude, no toes,” Callum grumbles, pressing the warmth of his lips against my exposed neck, licking and sucking at the water still falling on us.

“No toes,” I say, wrinkling my nose.

“But the commandment says,” Rad whines playfully, gripping my chin between his thumb and pointer finger. “And whatever it says, goes.”

“I really don’t want toes near my—” My eyes widen when Rad cuts me off, thrusting his tongue into my mouth with a groan.

Rad’s soft lips envelop mine, marking me as his when his moans vibrate, mixing with my own. You’d never be able to hear it over the roar of the rain still pounding down on us.

The caresses of his tongue glide against mine in a slow, sensual swirl, sending frantic sparks of desire through my body. Everything lights up inside of me, just like the lighting flashing overhead and sending shocks of electricity through every inch of my body. I melt into Rad like putty in his hands. Simultaneously, leaning into Callum at my back.

My breath quickens as the kiss hits an all new height, taking me fucking captive. My heart threatens to leap out of my chest when Callum grinds his hardness against my ass with a groan. His fingers curl around my waist as his warm breath brushes over my flesh. I nearly die when his teeth sink into the sensitive flesh of my neck, and an orgasm sits at the cusp of letting loose. And they’ve barely touched me.

When Rad pulls back, I chase his lips, eager for more.

“Let’s go inside,” Rad whispers, tightening his hold on my face. “Let’s get you dried off and then wet all over again. I can’t wait to show you my new piercings. You’re going to love them, Pretty Girl. They’re going to hit all the right spots deep inside your pussy.” He grins with his eyes darting south, toward his dick straining against his boxers.

Right. His piercings. Something he’s hinted at before. But now? I’m about to take the plunge.

“You’re wet for us, aren’t you, River Blue?” I gasp when Kieran’s fingers pull my wet panties aside and thrust inside me. There’s no running his fingers through my lips or testing it out. He went straight for the gold. And dear god, I flutter around him, yelling at the rain pounding down on me.

“Dude,” Rad says when Kieran thrusts again, chuckling.

“Oh, fuck off,” I mumble with a heavy tongue. “I haven’t gotten laid in years.” Orgasms, sure. But getting dicked downbeneath the sheets with an actual man? Nah. I haven’t had the time.

“Yeah, let’s get her inside,” Kieran says, kissing my cheek and removing his fingers. “Eyes on me, River Blue.” My world collapses into little pieces when he shoves his fingers into his mouth, licking away my cum from his flesh with a groan. “How I’ve missed the taste of you.” Flicking his tongue out again, he makes sure to swallow every piece of evidence glistening on his fingers. His eyes dilate to almost black. And I swallow hard when my eyes fall on his dick, standing at attention.

I yelp when Callum turns me around, picking me up without effort. His hands grip my ass tightly as he marches toward his clothes and digs out his keys. Before I know it, we’re in the safety of his home, but he doesn’t stop until he deposits me on his king-sized bed.

“Unfair,”Rad grumbles, walking into the room with a frown. “We should have drawn straws.”

“That’s not how this works,” Asher quips, standing against the wall with his eyes eating away at my laid-out form.

Callum tunes them out as he drops his soaked boxers to the ground and kicks them aside. “I can’t fucking wait any longer,” he mumbles, stroking himself. “Please, Little Star. Please take off everything.” Desperation lines his tone when I sit up straight, staring into the depths of his gray eyes.