Jasper lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
As we’re walking out of… wherever the hell we are, it hits me. Callie!
“Oh my god,” I gasp. “Callie. She must be losing her mind, worried sick about me.”
“My sister knows we have you,” Sylas reassures. “I made sure to give her an earful while Wesley was dragging your unconscious ass out of the club,” he informs me. “She’s another one who won’t be going anywhere alone anytime soon. She thought having Garrett around all the time before was bad, now she won’t even be able to piss without him right next to her.”
Shit. Poor Callie.
I mean, she did it to herself.
We both did.
Play stupid games, win stupid prizes, I guess. The rules are different when it comes to these men. Now we just need to learn to play their game alongside them.
I’m willing to learn, but like anything else, it’s going to take time and practice.
CHAPTER
THIRTY-NINE
SYLAS
So here's the thing…I don’t like being away from my Lola Girl. It’s bad enough we have to be apart for school and work, but I don’t see why she can’t be with us the rest of the time.
Callie, however, bitched us out because we were hogging Nola. Does she not understand how long we had to go without her?
I asked her this, and you know what my little sister said to me? That I did it to myself.Rude.
I mean, she’s not wrong, but does she have to rub it in my face like that?
Nola and Callie are planning on having a girls’ weekend. That’s two full days without seeing her.
The thing is, I can't do that. Like, it physically bothers me not to have her in the same room as me.
So my solution is to put cameras in her room. If I can’t be with her, at least I can watch her, see what she’s up to, and make sure she’s safe.
She put cameras in our rooms, it’s only fair we return the favor, right?
Callie is going to be picking her up early tomorrow, and the two of them are going to spend the day at the zoo, so Lola went home about an hour ago. She said she needed to get plenty of sleep because apparently, she hasn’t been getting much lately.
I know it’s because we’ve been keeping her up most nights by being inside her, but we’ve had a lot going on at work. So between school and work, our time with her hasn’t been as much as we’d like.
Of course, I’m going to want to spend any free time I have fucking her.
I’ve become addicted to the point that it’s not healthy. I can’t get enough of her. When I’m not fucking her, I’m thinking about fucking her.
And I have this obsession with filling her with my cum. I wanther to walk around all day, dripping cum from her cunt. I want to know I marked her, that she’s sitting in my release, soaking her panties.
That's what I’ve been doing while she’s at school. Before her first class and in between classes, I’ve pulled her to the side and fucked her until she sobs my name, then I filled her with my seed and send her on her way.
It’s not like she doesn’t love it just as much as I do. Every time I mention wanting to fill her up, to mark her as mine, she cums so fucking hard I feel like she’s going to snap my cock off.
Then Jasper had to go be a cockblock and said I couldn’t do that anymore because it puts her at higher risk of getting a yeast infection. What the fuck is wrong with him? Why would he put that image inside my head and ruin my glorious kink?
The fucker is jealous because he hasn’t figured out how to act around her quite yet. He’s still all stone cold and standoffish. Nola loves to poke at him, getting him to break.
He likes to act annoyed, but the fucker melts for her. We all do.