Page 46 of Whisper Pretty Lies (Lust & Liars #1)

Cam

I wait for Damon to help Evan out of the shower. Hawk takes a minute to wash himself off and steps out to grab a towel. I step in and take a quick shower, watching Damon make sure Evan takes care of herself.

She brushes her teeth and he makes her show him her pill case. They even discuss when she takes it. Controlling bastard.

We discussed the risks of unprotected sex before even offering her our rules. Evan has big dreams. She wants to be a director. She’s not going to risk everything to trap one of us with a kid. But it’s always a possibility, girls have done worse for money.

Her cheeks flush with color when she meets my eyes in the mirror. The towel is tucked around her tight. Having her naked body stretched out in front of me made me want to thrust into her tight little pussy or that sweet little asshole.

Fuck. I’ve fucked a lot of girls. Probably more than I should have, but this feels different.

We own her. Exploring sex with her is going to be fun. It’s fucking brilliant. I don’t need to flirt with her to have sex or have her reject me because she doesn’t want to. Sure, she has a say in it, but we’ll get to try stuff we normally wouldn’t.

Once she removes the limits she put in place.

Other girls talk, and that shit gets out. One guy liked rough sex, and soon no girl would have sex with him even though he didn’t always have rough sex. There’s a lot of things most girls won’t even try, or if they do, they want you to commit to them first.

Damon guides Evan into her room. As I step out of the shower, I hear drawers opening and closing. Their voices rise. I wrap the towel around my waist and head into Evan’s room.

“Seriously?” Damon holds up a pair of pink panties, similar to the ones she peeled off earlier. “You wear these to get laid?”

She narrows her eyes on him. “What does it matter? They all come off the same.”

“Packaging matters, little devil. As a director, you should know that.”

She snatches the panties out of his hand and pulls them on. I lean on the doorway to the closet. I don’t know why he can’t see her innocence. Maybe he doesn’t want to see it.

There’s a reason she draws us in. She’s a lamb amongst wolves.

He stops her from grabbing a nightgown and lifts her against him. She squeals a little as he carries her past me and into his bedroom, dropping her towel on the floor of the bathroom on his way through.

I chuckle and follow them in. Damon grabs one of his red Devil shirts and pulls it on over her head. She sighs, but it’s almost as long as a nightgown.

“Now can I go to bed?” She takes a step toward the bathroom, like she’s going to sleep in her own bed.

Damon steps in her way and gestures to his bed. “Climb in.”

Her eyes widen as she notices all of us in the room. We’re wearing boxers, but nothing else.

“You want me to sleep with you?”

Damon tips her chin up. “You’re ours.”

I close in behind her and slide my hands over her hips. “Weekends we get to play and sleep together.”

She leans back into me and her warmth feels good. She yawns, and all the fight seems to leave her. This is the easiest thing for us to take from her. We’ll sleep next to her.

Maybe Chase was her first or maybe there were others before him, but maybe no one’s really spent time with Evan, getting her there. Making sure her needs have been met too. But we will.

I don’t know if she’s really considered what kind of dark desires we have.

She didn’t even think to ask. Poor goody two-shoes. We’re going to have so much fun together.

EvanAnn

I’m so warm and my bed is so soft. But my pillow is hard and hot. I open my eyes, but the room is dark and I’m completely disoriented. An arm wraps around me, drawing me in tight against a body.

Clips of last night flood my mind. Mia, Liam, and Fletcher. Damon in the closet. Chase. Agreeing to be theirs. Sucking their cocks while they played my body like a finely-tuned instrument. Bed.

I thought it would take me forever to fall asleep, but as soon as Damon pulled me in tight against him, exhaustion took over. I didn’t sleep well the night before, and then everything that happened yesterday and last night.

It was a lot.

Cam is snuggled up against my back, curled around me with his hard cock pressed against my ass. My leg is over Damon’s. I’ve never slept with anyone else before, let alone two someones, and I know Hawk is in the bed as well.

This is what I agreed to, but somehow I didn’t think cuddling would be part of it.

I blow out a breath. I won’t become attached to these guys. They aren’t offering me a future or even a relationship. Just sex.

The hand on my shoulder squeezes me lightly.

“You up, little devil?” Damon’s voice is sleepy.

“I didn’t dream last night?” My words are soft to not wake up the others.

“No. Still okay with your decision?” His other hand slides down my side to where his t-shirt rode up in the night.

My breath catches as his fingers slide along the elastic of my panties brushing against my skin. “Yes.”

For better or for worse. I’m all in on this.

“We didn’t mention consent.”

I swallow. “You said we’d discuss things before they happen.”

“I want to be able to make you come while you sleep, little devil.” His hand slides beneath my panties and his fingers glide over my pussy.

I bite my lip and hold back my moan at how good his touch feels.

“Will you let me?” His finger teases my entrance.

“Please,” I whisper. My hips rock against his, needing him to make me come.

“That’s not a yes, little devil.” He thrusts his finger into my pussy, but leaves it inside me.

“Yes,” I whimper.

Cam thrusts his hips against my ass. Anticipation crawls over my skin as my pussy pulses around Damon’s finger.

“Don’t you want to know what I’ll do to you while you sleep, little devil?” Damon chuckles as I try to move his finger by rocking my hips.

My hand is on his warm skin. I slide it down his body. He doesn’t know I’ve never touched anyone else’s cock before. It makes me bolder than I normally would be, because he doesn’t want me to be tentative.

I slip my hand beneath his boxers and stroke along his cock.

“You want my cock, little devil?” He chuckles, as he begins to fuck his finger in and out of my pussy. “I can fuck this cunt right now, if you’d like. We could move on to more games.”

“Like what?” I turn and press my lips to his chest as my hand closes around his hard cock.

“All the normal positions, of course.” His breathing grows harsher when I stroke his cock like he did in rhythm to his finger in my pussy. “Someone could be pounding this sweet pussy while someone else fucks your mouth.”

I drag my tongue along his salty skin. He inhales sharply.

“You like that, little devil. You’re so fucking wet for me.”

My thumb brushes over his tip and he’s wet. “You’re wet for me too.”

He chuckles. “Fuck, take my cock into your cunt and fuck me properly, Evan.”

“You could use my mouth,” I offer. His cock twitches in my hand.

“Come for me first.” He shifts my body on top of his and kisses me as he finger fucks me. My knees fall to either side of his waist. His thumb works my clit and I don’t hold back. My orgasm washes over me, taking my breath with it.

“You feel so good when you come.” He draws his fingers out of my panties. “Let me fuck your face, little devil.”

I slide down on the bed, pulling his boxers down. My hand closes over his cock and I lower my mouth over it. He grabs my hair and I release the tension in my neck as he holds me still.

“You need me to stop, tap my leg three times.” He holds my head as he thrusts up into my throat. It’s different than last night. The other position helped open my throat up. He hits my gag reflex, but I relax around him. “Suck on it.”

I do my best to suck on him as his cock slides in and out of my mouth. It doesn’t take long before his cock jerks against my tongue and his warmth floods my mouth. He lifts me off his dick and I rest my head against his hip.

He drags me up his body and his mouth finds mine. It’s easy to forget he hates me when he’s kissing me. To lose myself in the feel and taste of him. He lowers me to his chest again and breathes out.

“You’ll let me make you come when you sleep?” His hand strokes over my hair.

“As long as you follow the rules.”

“Deal.”

His heartbeat beneath my ear lulls me back into sleep.

I wake up later, alone in Damon’s bed. Vaguely I remember him shifting me to a pillow. I sit up and look around the room, but the bathroom door is open and no one is inside. This is how I thought things would go.

I take a quick shower and brush my teeth. When I walk into my room, I check my messages on my phone. I have messages from Mia, Mom, and Chase.

Mia

We need to hang out. What are you doing today?

I glance at the open door to the bathroom. Fucking my future stepbrother probably isn’t what I should type. I rub a hand over my face. Probably shouldn’t say I have to check in with my new owners either.

I could ask what she’s up to, but then she might say Liam and Fletcher and that’s a memory I don’t want to keep bringing up. She doesn’t know we saw her with them.

If I do get together with her today, she’ll likely recap the whole thing. I could let her know I caught the live show, but that would probably be a bad idea. She’d probably wonder why I was in the closet, and who I was with, and then we’d go down the rabbit hole that is my life currently.

Okay, put that one on pause. Next.

Mom:

Staying in the city. Be home tomorrow night.

The time stamp is ten last night. If I thought I might see Mom more by living under the same roof as her boyfriend, I was apparently wrong. I don’t get my week of Mom time after a breakup, but hopefully she’ll find more time for me when things settle down with Adam.

I have no idea what the guys’ plans are for today. The urge to check in with them is strong, but unnecessary. Yes, I agreed to a very weird sexual arrangement with them, but I still have homework and things to plan for the play.

I take a deep breath before opening Chase’s text.

Chase:

Sorry missed you

Hope you feel better

Want to get dinner tonight?

I look at the time stamp on the last one. It’s from early morning, probably when I was mid-orgasm. Maybe I should feel guilty for cheating, but I don’t. Not even a little.

Every girl in school probably knows Chase is open for business. They must have laughed behind my back, while I thought I had a good boyfriend. Fuck. Now that’s all I’m going to see. Those girls knowing they’ve had my boyfriend.

But what those girls won’t have is the Devil’s trio.

I dress for the day and figure out my schedule, reviewing what I need to do today.

I know the guys aren’t in Damon’s room, so that means I have to go find them. My hair is up in a messy bun—it’s a disaster after I went to sleep with it wet—and make sure I’m all put together. I haven’t really gotten the chance to explore the house on my own.

Fuck, I left my car—er, Damon’s car—at Mia’s last night.

Okay, two things I need to talk to the guys about.

Chase wanting to go out and someone needs to take me to get my car.

If I show up on the back of one of their motorcycles at Mia’s house, there are going to be questions I don’t want to answer.

Sure, she’s my friend, but she’s still new. I want to trust her, but the burns of other ex-friends still linger, making me wary.