Wings of the Walker - CoraLee June Page 0,199

looked like he wanted to join us. I remembered how his skilled tongue lapped me up the night before, and my legs quivered. He smiled and rolled up the sleeves to his shirt, his beautiful forearms flexed, desperate to join us but knowing he couldn't.

Jacob looked happy and definitely aroused. I know his family's happiness was ultimately his only driving force, and seeing Huxley with me seemed to please him. He licked his lips.

Kemper blushed. I threw a daring look in his direction and he met my stare head-on. He was out of his comfort zone, but willing to explore.

Huxley dipped his finger inside me ever so slowly, and I gasped, leaning forward. My legs couldn't stand.

"Fuck," he groaned while holding his hand against my stomach, anchoring me to his chest before exploring once more. I wondered if he could feel that I wasn't experienced.

I knew that I would see nothing but the fire in Maverick's expression when I looked at him. And as Huxley's fingers teased me more, Maverick caressed his greedy eyes on my squirming body. He liked to share.

For a moment, I felt confident that this would work, that our makeshift family would survive this, but that momentary bliss escaped me when I saw Patrick's uncertain eyes. I felt Huxley's teeth graze my collarbone, dragging seductively against my skin, but I couldn't enjoy the sensation because Patrick didn’t seem confident in the scene before him.

"Hux," I whispered. And for the briefest of moments, he lingered. I knew he was wanting to savor this last moment between us. Because after seeing Patrick's insecurities, I knew we still had feelings to navigate. This would work. I didn’t see pain in his gaze, but if I wanted to honor Huxley's request, I had to be honest.

When he pulled away, Patrick immediately looked at the floor. "I-I thought I could handle it..." he began with a stutter. "Maybe if I have some more time. I just wasn't expecting this. This was just..."

"It's okay," I reassured though my eyes were glassy. No one said anything as I adjusted my dress. I knew that some part of me should feel shame, but I was too numb to access the emotion. Some small part of me wondered if Huxley knew his brother wouldn't be able to handle this. If this was some twisted sabotage so that he could bring me down with him.

"I love you guys, and I want this to work. I can wait until we’re all comfortable." I pushed Huxley's hand from my stomach, and he flinched, realizing it was still resting there.

“Ash, love, I am comfortable. I’m not bothered by seeing you together. It’s just…” Patrick drifted off while looking around the room.

“I...I’m not as…” Patrick cursed before walking closer to me. Huxley didn’t move. I knew he needed to hear his twin’s reasoning for feeling insecure.

“I’m not as experienced as the rest of them. I’m not bothered by seeing you with my brother, but I’m nervous that I’ll…” he turned to look around at the others before lowering his voice. “I’m nervous that I’ll never make you, uh...feel...that good.”

I felt Huxley exhale in relief. I smiled before leaning forward and kissing Patrick on the mouth. Huxley grabbed my hips, pushing me forward into Patrick, who stilled in surprise.

I removed my lips from his before speaking. “I can assure you…” I said to Patrick in a hoarse voice while Huxley dug his fingers into my hips, “That you have nothing to worry about.”

I grabbed the back of his neck as Huxley crushed me tighter between them. “And I can’t wait to explore all of that with you.”

Chapter Eighteen

After reassuring Huxley and Patrick more with sweet kisses, I announced that I was still going to see Josiah. Although Huxley started to sulk, he wasn’t as outwardly frustrated as before. I quickly got ready and left, eager for the opportunity to leave the lab, and Kemper followed after me.

Kemper was the sort of person that saw a problem and jumped into the solution, so I was thankful when he didn’t start trying to fix things. We just walked down the brick roads of Ethros as the sunshine beat down on us. Before leaving, I changed into another one of the dresses Kemp picked out for me. It fell off my shoulders, and the lace material hit my thigh. I caught him glancing over at me a couple times during our walk, while biting his lip, and I made sure to teasingly brush against