Novels by authoressfre

Chapter 5The second the car doors shut, the air felt different.Cassian didn’t start the engine right away. He just sat there with his hands on the wheel, looking at me in the rearview mirror. Julian turned in the front seat so he could see. Rhys pulled me back onto his lap without asking this time. My dress rode up immediately. The soaked panties stuck to me.No one spoke.Rhys’s hand slid under the dress and went straight between my legs. He didn’t tease. He pushed the wet fabric aside and dragged two fingers through the mess he’d already made at the restaurant. I jerked at the direct contact.“Fuck,” he muttered against my ear. “You’re worse than before.”I bit my lip hard. The windows were tinted but not that tinted. Cars passed us in the parking lot. I could hear people talking somewhere nearby.Julian’s voice came low from the front. “Let me see.”Rhys shifted me slightly so Julian had a better view. Then he pushed those two fingers inside me. Slow. Deep. My mouth fell open. A

Chapter 4The restaurant was busy but not loud. Soft music, low conversation, the clink of cutlery. We sat in a corner booth. I was between Rhys and the wall. Julian across from me. Cassian at the end of the table where he could see everything.Menus came. Water came. I stared at the words without reading them.Rhys’s hand was still on my knee under the table. Heavy. Warm. He didn’t move it for a while. Just left it there like a reminder of the car.I tried to act normal. Ordered something simple when the waiter came. My voice sounded almost steady. Inside I was still shaking. My panties were soaked. I could feel the wet fabric sticking to me every time I shifted on the seat.Cassian ordered wine for the table. Julian asked me questions about my classes like this was a regular birthday dinner. I answered without really hearing myself. My mind kept going back to the weight of Rhys’s cock under me in the car, how hard he’d been, how close I’d been to grinding on him until I came.Then R

Chapter 3Cassian’s car was too small for four adults.I found out the hard way when Rhys opened the back door and looked at me.“In,” he said.I hesitated. The tiny shorts and crop top from the morning were gone. I’d put on a dress that was supposed to be safer, but it still sat high on my thighs. There was no graceful way to do this.Julian was already in the front passenger seat, turned around and watching with that open, amused look. Cassian sat behind the wheel, calm as ever, eyes on me in the rearview mirror.“Car’s small,” Rhys said, voice low. “You’re sitting on me. Don’t make it weird.”It was already weird.I climbed in and tried to sit sideways at first, keeping as much space as I could. Rhys’s arm came around my waist and pulled me back against his chest until my ass settled fully on his thighs. The door shut. The second the engine started I felt him.He was hard.Not half-hard. Fully, thickly hard underneath me. The heat of him pressed right against the thin material of m

Chapter 2I forced down two bites of eggs I couldn’t taste.The kitchen stayed quiet except for the low sounds of them moving around me. Cassian refilled his coffee. Julian scrolled on his phone, but I felt him looking every few seconds. Rhys stayed where he was, arms crossed, watching me like he was waiting to see what I would do next.My shorts were soaked. I could feel it every time I shifted on the stool. The thin fabric clung to me, sticky and cold now. The crop top might as well have been invisible with how hard my nipples were. I kept my thighs pressed together so tightly they ached, but it did nothing to stop the slow, heavy throb between my legs.Julian set his phone down and stretched. The movement pulled his shirt tight across his chest.“You going to finish that, princess, or just sit there looking like you’re about to come from the way we’re staring at you?”Heat flooded my face. “Shut up.”He grinned, slow and filthy. “I’m just saying. We’ve been protecting you for years

Chapter 1 I was already in the kitchen when they came in.Cassian first, keys still in his hand. Then Julian. Rhys last, shirt stuck to his back from his run. I hadn’t expected all three of them at once. I was standing there in the smallest shorts I owned and a crop top that barely covered my tits, no bra, nipples already tight against the thin fabric. The second they looked at me I felt it — that low, heavy pulse between my legs. I was already getting wet and they hadn’t even said anything yet.Cassian’s eyes dropped to my chest, then lower.“Happy birthday, Sienna.”He walked over and kissed my forehead. Soft. Careful. The kind of kiss that was supposed to feel safe. Instead my stomach flipped and I felt a fresh rush of wetness soak into my shorts. My clit throbbed once, hard.“Twenty-two,” he said. “Coffee’s ready.”He turned back to the machine like nothing had happened. The smell of coffee filled the kitchen. Ordinary. Normal. I was already sticky between my thighs.Julian came