Shattered Pieces (Emerald Lake Prep #3), page 28
“More.” She begs, her breathing ragged. “I need you inside me.”
“Gladly.”
Not bothering to wipe her from my face I kiss her hard, making her taste herself on my lips. She groans as I trace her with the tip of my cock, smearing the pre-cum against her swollen pussy.
Her hands find my ass pulling me towards her, telling me where she wants me. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I push into her, loving every whimper and cry of pleasure that spills from her lips.
She claws at my back, begging me to go harder, faster. With all the self control I have, I give her just enough of what she’s asking for while also being careful not to change it from making love to something more primal and savage.
It doesn't take long before I feel her pussy gripping my cock. Burying my face into her neck, I thrust into her again and again, completely focused on the feel of her sweet cunt around my length and the sounds of her loving every moment of it.
“Oh, Talon.” She cries, biting my shoulder in an attempt to smother her scream as she breaks apart beneath me, taking me over the edge with her.
“Fuck! Emmy.” I groan, giving her a few more thrusts before shuddering and emptying myself deep inside her.
We lay there until our breathing evens out, just enjoying being in each other's arms.
“I love you, Talon.” Emmy says, her voice husky and slow. “Thank you. I don't know what they said to make you act that way, but I have a feeling it was because of something they said. It doesn't matter what they think, but thank you for being one of my knights in shining armor.”
“You mean your dark knight.” I kiss her shoulder, moving to pull out of her.
“Doesn't matter, you are perfect any way you choose to be.”
“I love you, too. So fucking much. I'll always be there to defend you.”
“I know.” She gives me a sleepy smile.
Giving her one last kiss, I grab a washcloth to clean her up. When I get back, I find her fast asleep. Smiling, I carefully clean her up not wanting to wake her. Today was a long day and she deserves to sleep.
After I’m done, I toss the dirty cloth in the hamper and tuck her into bed, before making my way downstairs.
“How was your day?” Ben asks as I take a seat next to him on the couch in the basement. I give him a look that conveys exactly how my day went. “Oh no. What happened?” He pulls me into his arms and I tell him everything.
“I know you're trying to control your anger, but thank you.” He kisses the side of my head.
“For what?” I ask, looking up at him.
He gives me a smile. “For kicking their asses. I would have done the same.”
I smile back, letting out a laugh. “I know you have gotten into a fight in the past, but it's still hard to picture you like that.” He lets out a grunt, making me laugh again. “I know I'd totally be turned on.”
“Of course, you would.” He shakes his head with a smirk.
“I’ll always fight for her. In every way. And I’d do the same thing for you.”
“I know you would.” He leans down and kisses me. “As would I. For the both of you.”
Chapter 24
Oliver
The day that I get to take Emmy on my date has arrived, and she has no clue what I have planned. The others do, and will be staying at home with Melody while I take Emmy out of town for the night. Our bags are packed and in the car waiting.
This is something that Emmy has been dreaming about for a while. Something she has wished she could do since she was little and we were too piss poor to ever expect this dream to come true. Where we are going is about four hours away, so we will need to get a head start now, so we can be there by check-in time for our hotel and I know Emmy is going to want to have some time to get ready.
I don't mind that my brother is coming, but I don't plan on having him in the background like the others did. I do enjoy being around him, and I know we haven't had time to hang out much, so I kept that in mind when I planned my night with my girl.
Also, I have a goal. Emmy wants that brother sandwich, and it's my mission to give that to her by the end of this little trip. I have no issues having sex with her in front of him or any of the others. Plus, the two of us sharing her is one of her favorite things to fantasize about. She says it makes her feel loved, being surrounded by us. She pretty much says the more the merrier.
Everyone is already up and downstairs eating. Melody is fed and changed thanks to Charlie, so we decided to let Emmy sleep in. She was up late last night with the baby, and made all of us go back to sleep, no matter how much we wanted to stay up with her.
“Firefly.” My voice soft as I caress her cheek. It’s just past 10 a.m., and by the time she gets up and gets dressed we will be able to leave and make it to the hotel just in time for check-in. “Time to get up.”
She blinks her long lashes and looks up at me. “Hi." She murmurs sleepily. “What time is it?”
“Ten.” I say, sitting next to her on the bed.
“Ten?!” She shouts, popping up, looking fully awake now. “Why did you let me sleep in? Where's the baby?”
“You needed sleep. And she's with the others downstairs. You do remember Melody has six parents to care for her, right?”
“I know.” She mumbles, rubbing her eyes.
“Plus, it's our day today.” I grin wide at her.
She mimics my expression. “That's right! So what are we doing?”
“We are going on a little trip.”
“And...” She encourages.
“And we are staying there for the night. I got us a hotel.”
“Really?” She questions excitedly. “Come on. Tell me, tell me!”
Grabbing the envelope on the bedside table, I hand it to her. She looks at it curiously for a moment before opening it and taking three concert tickets out and reading the band's name on the ticket. She lets out a high pitched squeal as she stands up on the bed and starts jumping around.
“SYSTEM RISING! I'm going to see System Rising. Fuck yeah!” She punches the air with both fists. I only have a second to react before she launches herself in my arms. “I love you. I fucking love you so much. You're the best!” She starts kissing me all over my face, making me chuckle, before ramming her tongue down my throat. I grip her ass, grinding her against my cock, moaning as she continues to make me harder by the second.
“Fuck, Baby Girl. As much as I want to let you show your appreciation in a very fun way, you need to get ready. It's a four-hour drive, and we need to be at the hotel by a certain time.”
“Right.” She says, quickly detaching herself from me. She hands over the tickets. “Guard these with your life.” She says seriously before rushing into the bathroom.
Shaking my head with a smile, I head downstairs.
“I take it she likes the date you're taking her on.” Ben says, smiling into his coffee.
“Yeah, we would be fucking right now if we didn't have to leave soon.” I laugh.
“I knew she would love it.” Charlie grins.
“Well, thank you for letting me know they were coming this way. I knew she loved the band, but I didn't think about keeping tabs on them.”
“You're very welcome.” Charlie smirks triumphantly. “And you're lucky that I didn't use this idea for myself. But I'm not a fan of big crowds, so I don't think it'd be as much fun for me as it would for you.”
Ben passes me a plate of food, and I thank him before digging in. Ten minutes later, Emmy comes bouncing down the stairs.
“I'm going to see-” Emmy’s words get cut off as she trips on something and hits the floor. Tyson tries to help her up, but she jumps up quickly, a smile still glued to her face. “System Rising!” She finishes.
We all burst out laughing. “Come eat, you nut job.” I say, pushing a plate of food towards her. She sits next to me and practically inhales her food.
“Slow down, Butterfly, you're gonna choke eating like that.” Ben says.
“No. Time.” Emmy mumbles around a mouth full of food. “We need to go.”
“We have time.” I say, putting my hand on her shoulder.
She turns and glares at me. “I'm not risking it! What if we get a flat, or run out of gas? Every minute is valuable.”
She finishes off her plate and gets up, going over to see Melody who’s in Charlie's arms. She takes her, cuddling her close. “Mama's gonna miss you, Melly Belly.” She kisses her all over, but Melody just babbles, getting a hold of Emmy’s hair and starts chewing on it. Emmy laughs and hands her back to Charlie. “Someone is hungry.”
“My turn!” Talon says, going to heat up a bottle.
Emmy says goodbye to everyone and just as she's about to leave me and Tyson behind to head out to the car, she runs back and gives Melody one last kiss. “I expect you to send hourly updates. Even if it's just to tell me she's sleeping.”
“We will.” Ben laughs.
Emmy says goodbye again, grabbing Tyson’s and my hand and starts dragging us towards the door. “Let’s go!”
“Princess, relax. It's a long ride.” Tyson says, getting into the car. Emmy and I slide into the back.
“Just drive!” She demands.
“Excuse me?” He turns around and gives her a look. Her eyes go wide, but I see heat behind it. “You wanna rephrase that, Princess?”
“Please?” She shrugs.
“Brat.” Tyson mutters, giving her another look that promises punishment, but at least she's more relaxed now.
“Ooooooh, someone's in trouble.” I joke, leaning in to whisper in her ear, so only she can hear.
She looks at me with a cocky smirk. “I know, I can't wait.”
“You're bad.” I chuckle deeply. “Maybe I should punish you too?”
She says nothing, her eyes growing more heated by the second as she squirms in her seat. Oh this is gonna be a fun night for all of us.
EMMY ENDED UP FALLING asleep for most of the ride. I'm glad she got some extra sleep, now she will be able to enjoy her night without being tired. Tyson and I just talked or listened to music to help the time pass by more quickly.
“Emmy, baby, we're here.” I say, giving her shoulder a little shake.
We get out, grab our bags, and head inside to the check-in counter. Once we get our key, we head to our room.
“See, we got here on time. Nothing went wrong, and you were freaking out over nothing.” Tyson says, tossing his bag on the bed.
Emmy gasps, and covers her ears. “La la la, I can't hear you!” She says, then goes over to the bedside table, and knocks on it.
“Umm, baby, what are you doing?” I laugh.
“Knocking on wood so that big guy over there doesn't jinx this whole trip.” Emmy says, sitting on the edge of the bed with a bounce.
“A little dramatic, aren’t we?” Tyson smirks, raising a brow at Emmy’s quirky habits.
“Better safe than sorry.” She shrugs. “This is a nice room.” She flops back onto the bed. “God, this bed is comfy.” She sits up against the headboard and looks around. “There's only one bed. Are we all sharing?”
“Is that a problem?” Tyson asks.
“Nope.” She smiles wide. “Sleeping between my biker boys? Sign me the fuck up.” Tyson chuckles and heads into the bathroom.
She's right, this room is nice. It has a couch, a little kitchen and a big screen TV on the wall. The king-size bed has more than enough room for the three of us.
“There's a jet tub in there.” Tyson comments as he comes out of the bathroom.
“Really?!” Emmy jumps up and goes to check it out. “Sweet!” She calls out before coming back into the room. “I wanna try that out before we leave.”
“I think that can be arranged.” I say, my voice low and husky.
“Great.” She breathes, biting her lip. “But right now, I'm starving, and not for cock this time.” She pauses. “Okay, for cock too, but that can be dessert.”
WE GO OUT TO EAT, ENJOYING a good meal at a nice restaurant. It's relaxing. You would think sharing a girl with your brother would be awkward, but in our case, it's not. It feels right, natural. Maybe it's because it's similar to sharing with the others. It's something we are used to by now. Tyson has adjusted to the unique dynamic of our group really well. And in all the years I’ve known him, I don't think I’ve ever seen him this happy.
After we eat, we come back to our hotel room to get ready for the concert that starts at 7 p.m. I got her VIP tickets, but I left that as a surprise.
“Alright, I'm good to go.” Emmy comes out of the bathroom, and I almost choke on my beer. Fuck me, how the hell am I gonna keep my eyes off her all night. Easy, I won't. How can I?
She has on a pair of black lace shorts that hug her in all the right places and a white crop top that shows off a little cleavage along with her under boob tattoo. A silver belly button ring with a butterfly shimmers in the light and draws my attention to her sexy belly. She still has some baby weight, but fuck if it doesn’t make her yummier than before. Her thighs and ass have gotten thicker, her hips a little wider, and, fuck, her breasts were always plump but now they overflow in my hand. I just want to shove my face between them and stay there all day. Great, now I sound like Talon.
Her long brown hair is down, flowing in beach waves, and she’s wearing her contacts. Her makeup completes the whole look.
“Close that mouth, big boy.” She says, gripping my chin, and wiping the corner of my mouth. “Got a little drool there.” She smirks.
“That's it, you're staying here with me. I'm burying my cock deep inside of you for the rest of the night.” I growl, going to grab her. Her eyes widen and she slips just out of reach, running to hide behind Tyson while laughing.
“Save me from the big, bad, hungry wolf.”
“I don’t think I'm gonna be much help here, Princess, he has a point. You look fucking edible.”
Emmy groans. “Not now! Don't get me wrong, I want to have sex right now too, actually I have wanted to all fucking day, but we really have to get going. The line is gonna be a bitch.”
She moves away from Tyson, watching me with caution as she grabs her purse, and heads for the door, expecting us to follow behind. And that’s exactly what we do.
“HOLY FUCK, IT’S PACKED.” Emmy says. “I told you we should have gotten here earlier. Now we have to wait in this mile-long line.” She looks so sad and disappointed. It makes me grin, knowing that we will not be waiting in that line.
“What the fuck are you smiling about?” She sasses, annoyed with me.
“Come with me.” I tell her, dragging her out of the line.
“Oliver! What the fuck, now we've lost our spot in line.”
“Trust me, Firefly.”
She mutters angrily at me as I bring her over to the VIP entrance, Tyson close behind us.
“Here we are.” I say, stopping in front of a door that has a big sign indicating the VIP entrance.
“This is the VIP line.” She deadpans. “We can't go in there.”
“Or can we?” I grin, pulling three VIP passes out of my back pocket and looping one around her neck. She looks down in disbelief.
“I get to... I get to meet them?!” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “Have I mentioned I love you?” She cries out, tossing her arms around me in a bone crushing hug.
“Only the best for my girl.” I kiss her neck. “Now, let's meet those guys you love so much.”
“Not nearly as much as I love you and the others.” She smiles.
We show the security people our passes, and they let us in. We follow the signs until we get to a room.
“Oh my god, it's Patrick Ramsay.” Emmy breathes.
“Well, go say hi.” I say, gently pushing her forward.
She looks down at herself, and back to me with a panicked look. “Oh god, why did I wear this? He's gonna think I’m some sleazy girl.”
“Hey.” Tyson says, cupping her face. “Don't say things like that about yourself. You look amazingly perfect. So stop it.” He growls. Emmy relaxes at his touch, and nods.
“You're right. I got this. They’re just normal people, right?” She takes a deep breath, straightens her shoulders and heads over to meet the band. There's my Firefly.
Tyson and I watch Emmy fan girl over the band. She talks a mile a minute about how much she loves their music, and how some of their songs got her through rough times. She takes photos with each of them, then one with the whole band. After that they tell her she can go to any of the tables lining the room, and pick out any merch that she wanted. She came back to us with a big bag and a new winter hat on her head.
“Look at what I got.” She smiles brightly, her excitement reminds me of a kid on Christmas.
“You took one of everything, didn’t you?” I grin, loving how happy she is.
“Fuck, yeah! They said I could and you damn well better believe I did.”
“Princess, it's the middle of June, and you have a winter hat on.” Tyson points out, grinning.
“I wanted to put on the hoodie too, but it's too hot for that. I am gonna put this band tee on, though.” She pulls out a shirt from the bag and slips it on over her outfit. I pout a little inside as her stunning breasts are hidden behind the fabric.
We head out to our VIP seats to enjoy the pre-show bands. We get the luxury of having reclining chairs in the front row, with enough space so that we are not straining our necks to see the performers. I don't plan on telling Emmy about the grand I spent on getting these tickets. She deserves all this and more.
Emmy sits in my lap instead of her seat, snuggling into me as she listens to the music. We haven't heard any of these bands before, but they are pretty good.
When System Rising comes on, Emmy jumps up and starts cheering with the crowd.
They start to play their opening song, and Emmy joins in, belting out every word. As the night goes on, we dance and scream, having one of the best nights ever.
As the show comes to an end, they start playing a slow song, and Emmy sits back down on my lap, swaying back and forth to the music.
