Chapter Three

Zach's POV

She lays against my chest, her breathing slowing down from the intense orgasm she just had and I nuzzle her back, kissing her neck.

Her breathing settles to a slow rhythm. She's asleep. In my bed. In our bed.

I frown at the thought. But I don't move her.

I lie still behind her.

Her back moves in and out as she breathes.

She smells of lavender, most likely the bath oil Tyler got her.

The smell stirs up a memory that I don't push away.

"You have a lovely place here," Rose says. She's sitting at Tyler's piano. She starts to play a tune. It's a lovely soft tune and I note she plays well like Tyler.

"I think this is a good next step in our relationship," Tyler says sitting next to her. He matches her tune with the high tones of the keys on his end. It only took him a few seconds to mimic her tune. The melody comes alive with both of them playing adding depth to the music.

I've never seen the point in playing the piano but I love the fact they both have something in common.

"Yes, our relationship is blossoming into something isn't it?" Rose says looking over to appreciate Tyler playing with her so effortlessly.

"Enough of this playing music shit I want to fuck you already" I whine.

They both laugh at me. But cover the keys and stand up. I walk off to Tyler's bedroom. We play here a lot.

"How would you like me, sir?" She asks. Blood flows south at the word Sir.

"How about we both take you on the bed tonight?" I ask. She nods her agreement reaching for her clothes.

Tylers already undressed.

It's not long before we fuck her on his bed. She takes both of us so effortlessly.

When we're all sated she lays her back against my stomach. Her hands roamed the short hair at the bottom of Tylers.

Our breathing slows. We fell asleep together.

That was the first time we'd slept together in this room. Then we made his room our room.

Fuck.

She can't stay in here so I get up out of bed. Looking at her momentarily before I gently pick up her sleeping body and carry her down the hall to her room.

I lay here in her bed, my old bed, covering her naked body with the soft blanket that's left draped over the end. I leave her to sleep in her bed but not before my cock stirs at the sight of her.

Not right now idiot!

I have too much pent-up energy in me. Tyler has only been gone one day.

Fuck, we fucked three times before he left this morning. I need to work out so I gather some shorts and head down to the gym.

Yes, this is what I need.

An outlet for my energy.

My run on the machine lasts for just over an hour, and my heart rate is pumping when I come off to do some weights. Sweat runs downs my chest in beads until it tickles.

"Hi, handsome" my head snaps up. Urgh not her again.

I don't look at creepy Lauren. She is a neighbour from hell.

"You look stressed. Do you need to talk?" I screw my eyes shut. Reigning in my self-control.

"No, Lauren I don't need to talk" I spit. She looks a little stunned when I flash her my ring finger.

"Oh, you're married" she gasps technically not we couldn't legally get married as a threesome. But the ring does what I desired it to do. I smile and nod.

"To who?" I roll my eyes.

"Tyler who else?" her eyes go wide.

"No" yes. I'm gay. Bisexual. Whatever you want to call it. I'm sure she saw Rose come and go for a while.

I smile at her.

"It is always the good-looking ones. I thought you were brothers" I laugh.

Brothers?

We look nothing alike.

"We've been here for five years. Together. Holding hands and you summarised that?"

"I've never seen you hold hands" I grin at her. I must make more of a show with Tyler when he's home.

I put my weights back now that she's in here, working out isn't expelling my energy anyway.

"See you later Lauren" walking past her I go back to the lobby to get the lift up to our apartment where I know she is in my bed, where I could fuck her again.

Maybe I should fuck Violet in this lift.

I can't help it blood swells in my pants.

Fuck why does it feel like I'm a teenager again?

Because of the beautiful redhead in your apartment?

Yes.

Violet!

It doesn't take long to get up to our apartment.

Though I open the door to music I'm momentarily stunned.

She's playing the damned piano. Singing 'how you remind me.' Her sweet voice puts another take on the song altogether.

A good take.

She can sing.

Fuck she plays the piano? It's like a punch to the gut. Rose played too.

'This is how you remind me of what I really am'

Oh baby I know what I am.

I stand in the doorway to the living room. She's in a baby pink nightgown with her breasts swelling out of it. She's a delicious sight that's going to become addictive and fast.

She should be asleep where I left her in my bed.

'It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story. This time I'm mistaken for having you a heart worth breaking'

If only Tyler were here to see this. Maybe I should record her and send it to him?

I do record her to decide on later.

'These five words in my head scream, are we having fun yet?'

Oh baby we will be in a minute. I finish recording her and make myself known by clearing my throat.

She hits a few wrong keys as she realises she's not alone and I laugh a genuine chuckle at her shock. She didn't know I was here.

"You play?" Of course, she does you, idiot.

I endeavour to get to know her better, to know what else she can do.

She nods her response.

"Come on you just sang a whole song and you can't talk to me?" I sit next to her at the piano.

"Carry on playing?" She sits still for a while but she does continue, sadly without singing though.

"Why don't you talk? What happened ?" I ask. I've guessed as much that it's a trigger response but is it her mum dying or is it her fucking stepfather?

She stiffens at my question, so it is something.

"You're safe here." I cross my heart. I swear to god.

I'll protect this girl from anyone.

She smiles at the gesture.

So she's religious? That'll make my mom happy.

What? She isn't here to stay you goof!

I shake my head at myself of course not.

Baby and gone. But still, we can protect her from harm right?

She changes the song, not a tune I've heard before. It's a simple melody though, tap footing good.

"Is it Henry?" I ask.

She stiffens again, it's barely noticeable but I was watching for a reaction.

Bingo.

"If you tell us the problem we can protect you" I push her hair behind her ear. But she remains silent.

I let her play without speaking again.

I lose myself in her music.

Oh, how ironic that she plays.

"No, you can't" I raise my eyebrows at her sweet voice, she underestimates us but I'm sidetracked by her sweet accent. The paperwork said she was British but to hear it?

Breathtaking as fuck.

"Sure we can" she shakes her head and stops playing.

"Don't stop playing" I move her hand back to the keys and she does start playing again. She starts playing a song I've heard before. Save my soul. It's a song I found after Rose died. I frown at the meaning the song had for me all those months ago. Then I frown at the meaning this song must-have for her.

"Tell me you agreed to come here?" I question.

Tyler's haunting question surfaces in my mind. He was worried about an eighteen-year-old wanting to do this.

"Yes, I agreed to come here Zach" Oh! My name wraps around her tongue like sweet strawberry juice as you bite into them.

And my dick.

It sounds good.

"Okay good" she stops playing again.

Lifting her I sit her on the keys in front of me. They moan their protest as her weight pushes them down.

"Did you come here to escape?" She looks at me. Through me. She doesn't want to answer.

It's definitely him.

Henry.

Tyler was right!

"It will be a reprieve being here. Giving you the gift of a little life is the least I can do for you" she says.

She thinks she owes us something!

No honey we owe you the world!

Her words wrap around the room.

Her accent is in full force so much that it turns me on but I push my arousal aside though.

For the minute.

She's talking.

I must have made her feel even the littlest fraction of safe.

"You don't speak around him?"

"Who?" She asks

"You know who Violet" does she need me to drag this out of her? She looks down alarmed so I lift her chin so I can see her eyes again.

"Whatever's said in this home won't leave" I reassure her and I stroke her cheek.

"He's not a nice man if it weren't for my stepmother. I'm not sure I would be here right now" I nod.

We are an escape.

"While you're here, you have nothing to worry about. We like rough sex sometimes but you're safe always." I tell her. Did my spanking her scare her?

No, she was wet, so fucking wet. I can still smell her arousal on my hand which makes me smile.

Sex Zach, let's take her mind off this shit show of a conversation!

Yes!

"Come" I help her down from Tyler's piano.

"Where?" Ha! Everywhere. But maybe your bed first.

"Let's go to bed?" I ask, offering my hand to her.

This is exactly how I make things better.

She takes my offered hand and I take it as her consent as we walk down the hallway to her room in silence.

"Strip me," I say in her doorway. She does nothing.

"Here" I place her hands by my waistband. I only have workout shorts on.

It's one piece of clothing baby.

She hooks her delicate fingers in my waistband, tugs until they fall and I step out of them.

Her eyes take in my more than happy cock.

He's happy for you sweetheart.

I help her rid of her nightgown until she's fully naked before me too.

I like.

"Come" I pull her towards the bed with me. I sit up against the headboard expecting her to climb on me straight away. But she stands beside the bed.

Naked, and awkward because she doesn't have a clue of what to do.

"Climb on my lap Violet," I tell her. She's so inexperienced that I forget she needs guidance. I'm not used to this.

"Okay," I smile.

Baby steps.

She's talking!

She sits astride my lap.

"Sit on me" I rub my hand up and down my cock a few times, positioning it for her as she does as she's told.

I hum my appreciation. She's so wet.

She wants this to Zach!

I take her hips in my hands to guide her down my length. All the way down. She's alarmed by the depth I fill her. I know because her eyes widen.

"Breathe. Relax you can take me" I tell her.

Yes! Like that baby.

She feels like heaven, warm, wet, tight! I reign all my control not to come at her tightness.

"Move," I say through gritted teeth.

Yes!

She moves feverishly.

She definitely wants this Zach.

I steady her rhythm to a practised pace that I like.

"Like this baby" I guide her up, down, up. She takes over mimicking the same rhythm.

"Mmm," I moan when she goes down deeper than I expected. Her hands fly to touch my chest to hold herself steady. It's not normally something I allow people to do just Tyler and Rose but I don't remove them.

"Zach" she whispers. She's building I can feel it, her muscles tightening around me for the fourth time.

"Ride it out Violet," I tell her and I quicken her pace for her moving her hips up and down at a much faster pace.

We're both chasing our release now.

It doesn't take long for hers to spill over the edge, she screams out her orgasm as it rips mine from within me too.

She falls to my chest as I wrap my arms around her. Doing something I may regret I cuddle her against my better judgment.