9 The one who hasn't kissed me yet!

When I woke up the next day, I relaxed in bed for a while, not in the mood to get up and see anyone. This week has been overwhelming to say the least. On Wednesday Xavier joined me grocery shopping. When we got back in the car after loading the car up with everything we got, I somehow lost the keys, I had them in my hand, and Xavier was waving his arms big and fast to emphasize the joke he was telling me, his arm hit mine and the keys flew back into the car. I get out and climb in the back searching for the keys, I don't notice Xavier doing the same on the other side, instead he isn't searching, he sits and pulls me on his lap, both legs on his sides, straddling him. His hands pull my face to his, crashing my lips on his, he is rough and impatient, biting and licking, asking entrance, I deny him for now, he just needs to be a little more desperate. My hands are on his back, sliding up and down, his frame is so wide, I'm dwarfed by him, but it makes me feel safe. His hands slide into my hair, he grabs tightly fisting my hair. He tilts my head up, making me gasp loudly at the almost pain and his dominance. It gives him the thing he wants, and his tongue tastes and slides, probes, explores and licks. His hands move down over my breasts, which he squeezes, before settling on my waist, moving me over his cock. The kiss continues, getting more and more heated, the windows of the car fogging up. He moves his hands up again and when I stop moving, his hands are back in no time moving me again, he wants me to keep moving, okay. When his hands move up again, I don't stop, instead I rotate my hips to change the sort of friction. His hands stop on my breasts and he squeezes hard, pushing them together and up. I keep grinding and he keeps fondling, all the while kissing. When I can't take it anymore and need air I pull away. My breath is erratic and my lips feel swollen and tingle. I get off him and continue the search, there are still items in the car that need to be put in the refrigerator.

Arriving home, the evidence of us making out is barely visible, We get everything inside and put away. I escaped Xavier's presence by claiming I needed a shower and practically ran up to my room. And now last night happened, after it, as I lay in bed, I listened to the song on repeat, remembering what happened between my handsome guy and me. Dreaming and picturing what the song was about. I finally get up, and take a shower, finishing my morning routine after. I get dressed in my usual, panties, easy pants and a t-shirt, no bra. I get in the kitchen but don't hear anything in the house, I get my usual breakfast and eat while reading on my phone. Hands slid over my eyes, halting the spoon that was on it's way to my mouth. I was pressed up against the counter in the kitchen, I didn't bother moving to the dining table to eat my breakfast, so here I am now, a hard body pressed against my back, pushing me into the counter, a hand over my eyes. His other hand pushed the spoon back down into the bowl, he slid the bowl away and pushed me down on the counter, lifting my feet off the ground. He grinds his cock against my ass, he rotates his hips and rocks them, dry humping me exquisitely, every time he pushes forward, it feels like he's sliding right into me, he keeps grinding till I'm a mewling mess on the counter, squirming and moaning.

Suddenly I lose his body heat and I'm left gasping in loss, wishing for him to come back. Once I'm used to the cold left by him, I finish breakfast and decide to go dance a little. I get over to my small studio and that's where I find them all, goofing around and having fun. I plop myself down and just watch, smiling at their antics. After a few hours they leave one after the other, until it's just the two of us, we sit next to each other, not talking, just enjoying each other's company. He can't seem to sit still, constantly moving in his spot. Brushing his arm against mine, or his leg. On the fifth brush, I suspect him doing it on purpose, "what you're thinking about?", I inquire, "you can't seem to sit still." He chuckles darkly, "just thinking about how I'm going to do this", hearing him say that has anticipation run through my blood, I lift my head and my breath catches seeing him so close, our noses touching, "do what?", leaves me softly on a breath, but he hears me clearly. As an answer he leans in and presses his lips softly against mine, he's hesitant, not sure I want him too. I moan softly to encourage him to go deeper and go all in. He grabs my neck and straddles me, groaning when I part my lips to let him go deeper, electricity singing over my skin. He rolls his hips, my gasp going straight into his mouth, our breaths mingling. He tastes like, minty chocolate, my favorite. The kiss turns demanding, his hands touching me everywhere, leaving fire in its wake. I tilt my head back to get some air, he lets me reluctantly, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, biting it slightly, then he bites down harder and pulls back until my lips pop from between his teeth, his hands stop right above my breasts, just beneath my collarbone. His hands going up together with my heaving chest. His eyes switch between my lips and eyes to finally stop on my eyes. "Angel, I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you , and those sinful lips", he breaths out. I lick my lips, the lower one stinging a little from his bite, it sends a sweet tingle right into my pussy, craving his touch deep within. "Then what's stopping you now?", my voice filled with desire for him, he groans at that and swoops in and explores my mouth, my hands explore him too. Stroking up his chest, I grab the fabric of his shirt and pull him closer, trying to drink from him. His hands are still where he left them right before the kiss, and he probably can feel my heart racing a race car and falling behind, trying desperately to catch up. I can feel his heart trying to jump out of his chest right into mine, the beat feels loud and heavy, beating very fast, just like mine.

"Jay?", we hear softly calling, it's for him, and he pulls back, sighing, "looks like we have to continue this another time", he smiles sadly and pulls my lips towards his for one last taste. "aaah, come on, you here?", it's a little louder now, and he scrambles off me. Cold floods my front immediately, I almost lift my arms up to him to pull him back, I don't do it, but I want to, I miss his warmth so much it shocks me, freezing my limbs. All I can do is watch him leave, just when he reaches the door, he looks back at me and winks, he then slips through the door, leaving it open a little so I can hear, "oh, I knew you would be here. I need help setting the table, Xavier thought it was a great idea to ask Adam to help him, so if you don't want to go hungry, try to snack a little before dinner. You seen Nadja?", I hear a clap, probably on the back, or shoulder, "No haven't seen her. Come on lets go set the table", and with that the silence settles in and I know they are gone. I get up and select my playlist with favorite songs to freestyle to and start the music. I let myself sink into the music and the emotions I'm feeling, they are so overwhelming in intensity I need to release them from my body, and the only way I know how is to dance. I slowly start to move and let my limbs take over instead of my mind, this puts me in a trance like state. I only hear and feel the music, I don't see my surroundings, just where I'm going, so I don't crash into anything, like a wall or mirror. Song after song, I push on, my body still bottled up with feelings. I don't see the two in the door frame watching me, or hear their low conversation. I become aware of them, when they close in on me, front and back, slowly trapping me between them with nowhere to go. "We called you, but you clearly didn't hear us", the one behind me breaths against my ear, his hands snaking around my waist, tightening his hold, pulling me against him. The one in front steps with me, never losing body contact with mine, My breath was already coming fast because of the dancing, but now my mouth dries up and the air stutters through my throat. My heart is beating in my throat and ears, making me almost deaf, I barely hear anything, I know he asked me something, I just don't know what. The one in front of me, nuzzles his nose against mine, breathing on my lips, "I don't think she heard you. Nadja, you here?", he asks with a little worry in his voice, the worry snaps like a rubber band and I register what they asked me, "I'm here, sorry I was in a zone, didn't hear you. What's happening?", my voice sounds raspier than normally, due to the dryness of my throat and mouth. The one back hugging me lifts his head from kissing my neck, "Dinner's ready. We thought you might like to eat", going back to kissing my neck, he tilts my head for better access. My hands need an anchor, two who overwhelm me are becoming too much, so my hands reach out and grab the first thing they encounter, which turns out to be his waist, more specifically the waistband of his jeans. I pull him closer, and because my head is tilted to the side and back a little, his lips connect to mine, when I pull him, we haven't really kissed, he just slid his tongue in my mouth once, so I don't know his kiss really. At the touch, I moan against his lips, and he glides, and slides his tongue slowly and sensually into my mouth, feeling how his tongue moves in my mouth and hearing his breathing, triggers the memory from the club, and I know right away, he kissed me at the club. I don't let him know I know. I move one of my hands up, over his abs, up to his neck and keep it there, and the other pulls on the waistband. The realization it's him, my soulmate, has the mark throbbing and pulsating, shooting tingles constantly through my whole body, and once they reach the edge and can't go further they bounce of the skin and shoot back, centering right on my clit, throbbing and aching to be touched, soaking my panties. His hands grab my waist tightly. The kiss was so good, promising a lot of different things, all equally delicious, and I can't wait for them to happen. The one not kissing me levels his mouth with my ear, "you smell delicious when you're aroused. His kiss that good?", Tarzan then licks my earlobe and groans before diving for my neck again. His hold on my waist loosens and he cups my breasts and kneads, groaning at the feeling, "fuck, I can't get enough of you", Tarzan breathes. One of the hands on my waist slide into my panties right away and his finger presses down on my clit, making me jump at the feeling, moaning quite loudly, "shhhhh, just wait", Sexy says between kissing my lips, and sucking my tongue into his mouth.

"Oh, playing without me?" I jump again, and my head whips towards the voice, he looks at me, eyes extremely dark, and they sweep me up and down. I must look completely fucked, I feel completely fucked, lips swollen and red, eyes glazed with lust, clutching the one in front, held by the one in the back. He stalks towards me like a snow leopard, when he reaches me, he wastes no time and pulls my face towards him to claim my lips. The other two holding me in their arms, they even start their movements again, one kneading and squeezing both breasts, and the other slowly sliding his finger through my folds, and with every upwards stroke, he brushes my clit, then he presses down on it, waits a few seconds before sliding down again. It's tortuously slow and I want more speed, but at the same time I don't. The heady knowledge that three men are pleasuring me is intoxicating, filling my veins with liquid living fire, burning me from the inside out. They consume me completely and I give myself freely and willingly. Suddenly two fingers are pushed into me, they don't encounter any restriction, I'm so wet and slick, they glide right in, and he keeps them inside me and makes a come here gesture deep inside, brushing a small spot, that has me seeing stars. This combined with everything else that is done to my body gives me a sensory overload and my orgasm catches me by surprise, and judging by their reaction, it's a surprise for them too. My whole body, shudders and spasms in pleasure, the finger movement inside of me continues, but slower, prolonging the orgasm, the kiss still consumes me, and he eats every sound that leave my lips, my nipples hard and tingling underneath the hands. when I'm almost down from my high, the cheeky bastard, inside of me, speeds his fingers up, and a second orgasm explodes within me almost right away, My eyes roll back and I almost pass out, my limbs turning to jelly. They catch me and bring me down, they stroke and whisper small nothings. I've closed my eyes just listening to them enjoying their voices, mixed together. When I'm back to myself, "Thank you, I needed that", I giggle and smile brightly at them, "I'm hungry, let's eat", and with that I get up and walk out. they follow, after they made sure everything looked normal. I'm not going to bother, let them wonder what happened and with whom. Dinner was quiet, them not talking much, giving me the time to think things through. I know who kissed me at the club, I'm ecstatic about it. The mark, throbbing, but it is pleasant. I like the feeling but underneath it I can feel a new layer of emotions and wants, they feel foreign, like they're not mine, and maybe they aren't, maybe they're his. The most feeling that comes from the new layer is lust, heady, spicy, sexy, needy, it turns me on. I look at him and he looks back, and I see the whole world in his eyes, and it's beautiful, pulling me in, a small moan leaving my mouth, all eyes shift to mine, "what was that?", Xavier asks me, I clear my throat to prevent it from happening again, "well, sometimes while eating, eh sounds will leave me involuntary. I've been holding them in, but I figured since you all heard me moan before, I could stop holding back", I look around, seeing no disapproval, I finish my meal and wait for the others to finish too. We clean up together and retreat to the living room.

The mood is relaxed, almost sleepy. "Should we finish the game we started last week?", Vere and Quinn say at the same time, making the others laugh. "I want to start" Vere yells a little while clapping, "but it's Nadja's turn", Xavier interjects. Vere's face falls, "oh yeah, I forgot", seeing him all disappointed pulls at my heart, "I don't mind", I say beaming at Vere. His face light up with the biggest smile, "you sure?", Adam asks. I nod and wait for Vere. He sits up straighter, smooths his clothes down and clears his throat, it looks like he's preparing for a world speech. I giggle, he's adorable, "how many of us have kissed you so far?" His face has an eager glow, the others sport similar looks, some even look smug, giving themselves away. "You're all going to think I'm desperate", my voice sounding small with dread, waiting for their judgment. "Six, and since you only know of two, how about you guys try figuring out who hasn't kissed me yet, and give him an opportunity during my next dare" I say looking around at them. They eye each other suspiciously. "You saw two, so I'm not going to tell who they were, one of you kissed me after I received a very thoughtful gift", I don't look at the boy in question, I don't want to help them in any way, so I keep my eyes on my fingers in my lap. "One was today, the next was last Wednesday and the last was at the club," hearing the last part shocked them. "At the club?", Jay asks bewildered, "you know who it is?", I shake my head, "not going to say, that's not part of the question. Look at it this way, if you choose wrong, one of you gets to kiss me again, sorry for the two who are known, and only if you want to kiss me again of course", I finish timidly. The two, slump in their seats, pout and Adam even crosses his arm in front of his chest, looking like a child denied his favorite treat. I know he at least wants to kiss me again, he kissed me twice already, as my mystery man, I smile brightly, "so you want to play, and figure it out?", I ask looking up at them, they all nod and grin with promise, "but first it's my turn." I laugh at seeing some of their faces fall a little. "Adam, truth or dare?", He's smart, maybe he can figure it out. He looks at each in turn, biting his lip, thinking hard, he smiles at me, truth. Oh wait, I need a question, my mind whirls, flying everywhere, then it settles. "Which kiss was better. The one during the game, or the one after the painting?", his eyes glaze over, thinking back, before focusing back on mine, "I agree they were very different, firstly the position wasn't the same, and in that regard was the second kiss better", he pauses and gathers a deep breath of air, "I can't pick one, they're both great, sexy, hot, craving for more", he winks at me and leans his arms on his knees, contemplating all of his best friends, deciding. "Nadja, truth or dare?", I slide to the edge of the couch, my back as straight as a rod, extremely curious who he is going to pick, "dare?", I say licking my lips in anticipation of a kiss. "Kiss", he looks at all of them again, "okay, kiss Quinn", I smile at him, "I'll let you know after the kiss if you're right, okay?", I get on my knees and crawl towards Quinn, and I can see his eyes darken, and he wipes his hands on his jeans. When I'm in front of him, I grab his knees and push myself up, and climb on top of him, He feels divine, all hard muscle, but still so soft, 'his cock probably would really feel like soft steel', I think, when I straddle him and have my core right on said cock. My hands travel over his physic, till I reach his shoulders and keep them there. I still want him to kiss me, not me kissing him, so I need to coax it out of him, 'this is going to be fun', trying to find what will send him over the edge. I lean in and lick his earlobe, a small moan, only I can hear, comes from him. I whisper in his ear, "you want more? The next time we're alone, maybe I'll suck your beautiful cock? Would you like that? Sliding down my thro-", he groans, grabs my neck and pulls me to him, crashing his lips on mine greedily and he devours them hungrily, pushing his tongue in forcefully, but still very gentle. My hands play with the hairs at the nape of his neck, making him shudder, his hand on my head tightens and pulls harder, while the other hand travels down over my breast down to my waist, getting me to move and grind on him. We make out for a while, tongues dancing together and memorizing the feeling his touch gives me, so I can revisit it when I'm alone. When he moves his lips to my ear I can feel his hot quick breaths and goosebumps rush over me. "Is that a promise?", he asks huskily, but loud enough for the others to hear, "of course", I suck his bottom lip one last time and move off of him. I go back to my place, "sorry Adam, that was wrong, but thank you, I enjoyed it very much", I giggle seeing his disappointed face at getting it wrong. "So.....Vere, truth or dare?" He also picks truth, it looks like they want to speed through this. Fine, "Ever kissed any of the guys?", he looks at Xavier and turns a little red, as does Xavier. "well, that one drunken time we all did some stupid shit, so yeah, but you didn't ask who, so, I'm not going to tell. Now my turn." He rubs his hands together, "truth or dare?"

"Dare, what else?", He looks at his friends, some longer than others, "Sorry Xavier, I'm not picking you, I believe you kissed her Wednesday", Xavier looks outraged, "What, why tell the rest, now I'm not going to be picked either", he pouts cutely and shoots angry glares at Vere, who scratches his neck, looking sheepish, "oops, I didn't think about that, sorry." He clears his throat, gives Xavier one last apologetic look, "Nadja, I dare you to kiss Tyler", my inner goddess, who is a snow leopard, is purring in delight, I can barely contain myself from making a silly little jump in my seat, but I can't be too eager. I crawl over to him and straddle his lap. He stares at me with a dark and predatory look, eyes dark and half-lidded, his hands are laying on my thighs. I trace my index finger all over his face, starting on his forehead, over the bridge of his cute nose, to his gorgeous lips, so seductive. I lick my lips unconsciously when my finger travels over his lips. His eyes flick to my lips when my tongue peeks out. I nuzzle my nose in his neck, and he shudders feeling my breath on his skin. I skim my nose up his neck towards his ear, giving his earlobe a lick, and I whisper, "you know, I would love for you to go down on me and show me that tongue technology you rap about. I think about it when I'm in bed, alone, touching myself, thinking of you. Wishing you're with me doing the deed yourself, fantasizing about it going a step further with you finally fucking me, sliding your cock into my warmth, my walls squeezing your rockhar-", and just like with Quinn, I'm transported away to an island made out of lust and pleasure. His tongue is dominant, rough, greedy, but still soft, sweet, loving. 'How does he do that?' My hands stroke his neck, going up and down, and his are on my waist rockin me into him. If kisses were food and you needed them to sustain you, I would be eating a feast right now. My mind is dizzy, it's completely filled with everything Tyler, his smell, his taste, the feel of him, the feeling of his hands on me, and just like with Quinn, I memorize everything about him, for later reuse. I pull back, pulling air into my lungs, my forehead against his, "you're a naughty little one, aren't you?", he gives me his signature smile and bucks his hips up, making me feel everything harder. I moan at that and giggle, "what can I say, I'm greedy. Sorry Vere you're wrong", and I climb off Tyler and take my place again. "Kaiden, truth or dare?", he snaps his head at me, his eyes still look a little dazed, "truth", again, fine, "Ever had a threesome?", He nods his head, his eyes clear with the memory, "yeah, it was great", he smiles at me, but doesn't elaborate. 'oh no you don't, I need more', goes through my mind. "That's all you're going to say?", I ask right away, "that's all you're going to get, at least for now. So, truth or dare", he has a cheeky grin and winks.

"Dare", I say a little vexed, looking at him annoyed. "I dare you to kiss Jay", I look to my left, Jay is already looking at me hungrily, I lift my right leg over him so now I'm straddling him. He doesn't wait for me and pulls me wholly against him, one hand on the small of my back, just over my ass, and the other is pulling my head towards his lips, but instead of kissing me, he licks my lips, wanting access right away, "impatient are we?", I breathe against his lips, moving them over his while talking. He groans and licks my lips again, I want it as much so, I part my lips and he slid right in taking me hostage, swirling, licking, tasting, committing it to memory, I'm grinding on him and his hands tighten while he groans, my moans just with the other two get eaten up by him greedily. After a few minutes I pull back, both trying to catch our breath. I spin and land on my place again. I close my eyes for a few moments with my hand over my heart, feeling the erratic pace and gulping in much needed air to slow it down. "Xavier, truth or dare?"

"Dare", he says, surprising me, 'okay, an easy one then', I think but I can't seem to make my mind work properly. "I dare you to kiss Vere, you don't have to use your tongue, if you don't want to." I look over at Vere and he looks slightly happy, or am I seeing it wrong. Xavier gets up and quickly walks over, grabbing Vere's hands, he pulls him from his seat so both are standing, and Xavier presses his lips to Vere's soft looking lips. They stay like this for longer than I anticipated. They don't move, and then Xavier pulls back, slightly red in the face, he goes back to his seat and looks at me, "I dare you to kiss Kaiden?", and before I can make any move, Kaiden has pulled Jay away and taken his place. Within the next second I'm straddling him, his hands already moving my hips back and forth, over his cock, which is hard already. He is even more impatient than Jay, "eager little bunny you are", as an answer, he licks my earlobe, before sliding his tongue over my jaw towards my mouth, the wet trail giving me goosebumps. My lips are parted already, taking small, fast little breaths, and he dives right in sliding over my tongue with his, moaning at the feeling, I get lost again in the sensations, forgetting everything except the one kissing me, After a few minutes, my mind clears a little and I pull away reluctantly, I never want to stop kissing them, all of them. He opens his eyes and in them I see adoration and possession. weird combination, but I shrug it away. I take my seat again. My core has been abused for the last hour without release and it's aching and burning, the pleasure running in my blood the whole time, making me horny as fuck. "Sorry, Wrong again. Quinn, truth or dare?", He looks at me with a knowing smile, does he know who I haven't kissed yet. "truth."

"Out of the kisses you witnessed tonight, which one turned you on the most, and you can't pick your own", he contemplates for a minute before he speaks, "I think, I liked Tyler's best. Truth or dare?", oh he doesn't want to elaborate, fine, I'll ask again later. "Dare", I say, I know what he is going to ask, as does the boy in question. "I dare you to kiss Vere", At this Vere jumps out of his chair and pushes Kaiden from his spot. Instead of him making me straddle him, he turns my body and pushes me down, so I'm laying on the couch, he makes himself comfortable between my legs and hovers his upper body over me, "Ready?", voice filled with lust. I nod and wait for his next move. He slowly lowers himself down and attacks my neck greedily, sucking and licking, adding teeth. He moves up and claims my lips in a searing kiss, that takes my breath away, my lips part on a gasp and he deepens right away. Occasionally he steals cheeky squeezes to my breasts and his hips roll into me hitting my sensitive spot every time. With every contact, moans leave me, turning him on and vice versa. He is unrestrained and it looks like he has no intention of stopping. When the lack of oxygen is becoming a problem, I gently push on his chest, he gets the hint and moves away slowly breathing hard, face flushed and lips swollen and red. We both sit up straight, the silence heavy hanging around the eight of us. "Fine Quinn you won", and with that I get up and walk away without looking back. I need to be alone.

3rd POV

The boys watch her leave, all a little sad. They miss her company already. They all are rubbing the spot over their hearts. Only one notices. Another gets up and follows her, "I'm going to bed, good night." They regard him with suspicion. When he sees that he chuckles, "relax, I won't follow her, I'm just tired." The one who noticed their weird behavior waits until he is gone and out of earshot. Just out of curiosity, he starts, "did any of you receive the soulmate mark?" The silence stretches on and becomes heavier still, Adam is the first to open his mouth, "actually, I did", he looks down, fearing their reaction. "Me too", Xavier replies, after that the others also say they received it. The impact is overwhelming and they go to bed without further discussion, the last thing being said, "Lets keep this between us, I don't believe he received the mark, he wasn't rubbing a certain spot, and we all were." The house settles into a quiet atmosphere filled with promise and anticipation, on what it gets to see the next time the occupants are awake.

Meanwhile on the other side of the world, in a little cozy cafe, seven come together. "Where the hell are they, A screams. When they found each other online, and got together for the first time, they decided to give each other a letter as a name, instead of using their own. This way they could talk about each other, without fear. "Relax, we'll find them, E says.

"How do you even know they're not in Korea?", D asked the girl known as A. "I just know. That Xavier look-alike in Korea is not my Xavier, he is different. So I'm assuming they are decoys and the real Light 7 is somewhere else." Every girl has a crush on one of the members of Light 7, going as far as saying they're soulmates. The girl known as G thinks back on her chance of almost kissing her bias, sadly she got taken away before she could. Now she needed plastic surgery, so they won't recognize her the next time. A was really mad at her, this would put a kink in the plans. 'What plans?' G thinks to herself, they are not even in range. We need to find them first, C is looking around thoughtfully, "what if we ask on the dark web?" A's face lights up in glee, and it turns her features ugly, like a deranged person.

"Yes, let's do it."