Twisted Intentions

~ Part 9 ~

"Thank you!" Plopping back on the couch I rip open the bag, digging into the food immediately as my stomach clenches with hunger. They both chuckle as they sit next to me, my cheeks heating at the memory of the last time I was alone with both of them.

I glance up, meeting Hayden's heated stare as he watches me closely with a smirk as I stuff more rice into my mouth. "What?" I ask and he just laughs, shaking his head and digging in.

We eat in a comfortable silence, exchanging little glances and smiles and I eat more than I normally do. Finally sitting back with a huff and realizing they're both already done.

Clearing my throat I sit up straighter, "So um, who's room am I sleeping in tonight?" I immediately realize just how that sounded, my face flushing as I stutter to correct myself.

"I-I just mean.. I can sleep on the couch so I don't-"

"Mine." Hayden says lowly, his voice filled with amusement at my expense. "You can sleep in my room, it's where you showered."

I pick at my food as I nod, Zane still smirking about my awful wording. Scooting closer, he drapes an arm around my shoulder and pushes my cold food away.

"Unless, you want to sleep in my room?" His voice is right in my ear, goosebumps exploding across my arms as his warmth soaks into my skin. "Though, I can't promise we'll do much sleeping."

I swallow, turning to face him and our noses brush together lightly. "Don't think I forgot about you running from me today." He says darkly, his hand holding my thigh and my breath hitches.

"And?" My voice comes out much steadier than I feel, but I don't want them to see me as some weak little thing after my emotional breakdown.

"And." Zane smirks wickedly, grazing his fingers across the exposed skin of my shoulder. "The next time you run from me, I'm going to catch you. And." Leaning in, he brushes his lips over mine. "I won't go easy."

Hayden's hand wraps around my waist and tugs me back and into him, his strong body warm under me. I inhale sharply as my ass settles in his lap, his long arms barring me in tightly.

"Don't scare her, we just got her." He nuzzles into my neck sending chills down my spine, my nipples tightening under the oversized shirt. I swallow, shaking my head as I look up at him. "I'm not scared." He licks his lips slowly and my eyes follow the movement closely.

Zane's hand wraps around my ankle gently, tugging so my legs fall apart and my eyes snap to his, my chest heaving as my pulse pounds. Hayden's hands grip my shoulder gently, kneading down my chest as Zane hooks his fingers in the waistband of my pants.

"If you aren't scared, lift your hips." He taunts and I narrow my eyes as I lift up, and he wastes no time as he tugs them all the way down. Tossing them to the side, he stares into my eyes as he leans forward. Kissing his way up my ankle and I bite my lip hard.

Hayden's hand glides up my neck, fisting gently in my hair and pulling my head back. "Are you going to run now, baby?" He breathes, kissing my throat and my body starts to tremble.

I shake my head, my breath hitching as Zane pushes the shirt up and out of the way. "No, she isn't running. She's right where she belongs."

I cry out as his tongue slides through my core, my nails digging into Hayden's biceps and he lets out a choked groan, slamming his lips onto mine as Zane licks my pussy.

My hips grind into his face, his hands gripping my thighs tight as he lurches me forward so I'm suspended between them. Unable to do anything but feel as he moans and worships me.

"Fuck, you taste so good." Zane moans as he works two fingers inside me, my body clamping down on him and he hisses. "So fucking tight, too. I'm gonna stretch this pussy out."