Four Letter Word (Love Logic #2) - K.M. Neuhold Page 0,101

of bliss hits me, only intensified by the answering flutter of Riot’s inner muscles.

My legs are like jello when I finally pull out, taking off the condom and collapsing on the bed. Riot rolls off to the other side, and Hudson wipes his hand across his cum covered lips, getting up onto his knees and kneeling over Riot. I glance over at Leo to find him with his hand down his pants, frantically jerking himself off, his cheeks pink and his bottom lip looking bitten and swollen.

“Come here.”

He hurries over and shoves his pants down around his thighs, standing over me on the side of the bed. He strokes himself faster, looking down at me and then glancing over at Hudson and Riot in their similar position. It only takes a few seconds before Hudson is crying out, covering Riot’s chest with his cum. He drags the tip of his cock back and forth against the silver barbell through Riot’s right nipple, shivering as he strokes himself through his orgasm. I look back at Leo to find him watching just as intently, his eyelids drooping, the flush on his cheeks extending down his throat as his breath catches, and his release spills over me.

I run my hand along Leo’s hip, and he lets out a trembling breath as his orgasm ebbs, and he sags toward the bed. I shuffle in to make room for him, and Hudson collapses half on top of Riot.

“We’re supposed to go help Alex and Theo move,” Leo reminds us sleepily, snuggling close and burying his face in the crook of my neck, pressing a fluttery kiss there.

“It’s all Riot’s fault,” I say with a yawn, the idea of getting out of bed when I have all three of my men here with me not the least bit appealing—even if it is a bit of a tight squeeze.

“Hey, I’m pretty sure you were the one who woke me up all naked and dry humping me,” he protests.

“Well, duh, have you seen you? That’s what makes it your fault,” I explain.

“Bish makes a valid point,” Hudson agrees, sounding just as unmotivated to get out of bed as the rest of us.

“Ten minute cuddle and then we’ll go,” I negotiate.

“Mm-hm,” Leo murmurs in agreement, his arm over my chest getting heavy.

“Ten minutes,” Hudson agrees with a yawn.

Hudson

“It’s about damn time,” Pax complains when we finally stroll up to the open moving truck outside Alex and Theo’s building an hour and a half later.

“Please tell me there’s coffee?” Bishop asks.

“There was almost two hours ago when you guys were supposed to get here,” he grumbles.

“Stop being so grumpy; we’re here, aren’t we?” I step around him to peer into the truck to see what we’re working with. “Come on, Riot, grab the other end of this dresser and we’ll get it inside.”

Leo and Bishop grab the mattress, and Pax picks up a couple of boxes, and we all head up.

“Which room is this going in?” Bishop asks once we reach the second floor apartment. Alex is in the kitchen with Seph, and Elijah is helping Theo with something in the living room.

“First door,” Theo calls. “And nice of you guys to finally join us.”

“Morning sex trumps free labor,” I reason.

“That checks out,” Pax agrees reluctantly.

“Ugh, why is everyone getting laid except for me?” Theo complains.

“I’m not getting laid either,” Seph argues from the kitchen. “For some reason, Alex won’t set me up with any of his genius friends. It’s not like I’m picky; all I want is a person with a nice big brain.”

“I told you, Elijah is my friend. Everyone else is pretty much guys I hook up with. And I don’t exactly give them an IQ test before we take our pants off.”

“Ugh, life is so unfair,” she groans.

“Preach, sister,” Theo calls back.

We drop our large items in the first bedroom and then head back out for the next load. All told, it only takes about an hour for us to get the truck emptied. And the timing is perfect, because once we have everything inside, Seph tells us lunch is ready. Apparently, she wasn’t just hiding out in the kitchen avoiding hauling shit in; she was roasting a chicken and making some fancy little radish roses for garnish.

It seems a kitchen table wasn’t on their furniture checklist, so we all end up sitting on the floor in the living room eating our fancy food off paper plates.

“I’m excited to have a roommate. I’ve never had one