Khara couldn't focus on the damn chapter it was giving her fits. She had reread the page twice and still had no clue what it said. All she could focus on was the fact that just down the hall, were Beau and Tristan. And she couldn't quite understand why, but she desperately wanted to go join them. She thought reading and would help her clear her mind but it wasn't. Ziggy was sleep on the pillow next to her and even his comforting presence wasn't helping. She wanted them. And she didn't know what to do other than to go join them.
With a sigh she stood up and snatched Ziggy off the pillow. He yawned and gave her a funny look before curling up in her palm and dozing. Oh how she wished it was that simple for her. She dug around in her backpack and found the pack of cigarettes the bottom. Tossing on her robe and slipping on her house shoes, she made her way to the patio she spied earlier off the back of the kitchen. She hoped there was no alarm, since she didn't have the code and really didn't want to wake up the guys. She slipped outside and quickly lit her cigarette. She knew they were horrible for her but it was her one vice, picked up during her failed attempt at making friends during college.
A few minutes later she was back inside and brushing her teeth. Ziggy was crawling out her robe pocket, hoping it was time to settle down. The little hedgehog had grown used to the late nights with her but apparently he was exhausted from his upheaval from home. She held him while staring at her empty bed. She quickly turned and made her way down the hall to the same room she found Beau in earlier.
The door was cracked and after silently pushing it open, she watched both men sleep. Trist was sleep on his stomach, displaying his powerful back and a monstrous tattoo which she would investigate later. Beau slept hanging half way off the bed and it looked like he drooled. She found it oddly adorable. She made her way to Trist's side of the bed and slipped off her robe. She only had on a tank top and pair of Batman boy shorts. After folding her robe and placing it on the nightstand, she settled Ziggy on top of it and tried to figure out how to climb in the bed without waking either man. The bed itself was huge but both were sleep near the edge. After huffing and puffing for a few seconds she decided to climb into the middle, which had the most open space.
Trist felt the bed move and was immediately awake. Then her scent hit him like a ton of bricks. She was there. In their bed, of her own free will. She came to them. His heart fluttered and he couldn't stop himself from reaching out and pulling her to him. The sudden movement woke Beau, who reached over to smack Trist to get him to stop moving. His hand was met with soft curls and his eyes shot open. He knew it wasn't morning yet because the room was still dark and he was trying to figure out what the hell she was doing here. He was both ecstatic and confused. Tristan had his nose buried in her neck and was inhaling her sweet fragrance. He finally felt peace.
While he felt peace, Khara was on edge. There was a massive erection poking her spine and a grinning Beau in front of her. She wasn't quite sure when she became aroused but she was, and she knew she had to take care of it or she would never get any sleep. Nobody moved for minutes. Trist was smiling, placing small kisses on her neck and Beau had grabbed her hand and was smiling like a loon at her. She began to fidget and Trist thought that maybe she was uncomfortable. He loosed his hold on her and reached down the rub her thighs instead. She stilled completely and he wasn't sure why but he couldn't stop. Her skin was so damn soft. He wanted to touch more and in his deliriously happy state, he couldn't stop himself.
Beau couldn't quite see Trist behind Khara but he was aware when Tristan's touching turned sexual. Her entire body tensed and he heard her soft sigh. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see Trist's hand glide up her inner thigh to the place he most wanted to be. Her fingers gripped Beau's all of a sudden and he felt a jolt go straight to his dick. He had to taste her. Now.
He slid closer and brushed his fingertips across her nipples. Trist released a soft groan when she arched back into him at Beau's touch. All Khara could do was lay there while both men touched her in ways that were blowing her mind. They ran their hands over her entire body for long minutes. She was a heated puddle of arousal and need and was close to begging them for something she wasn't quite sure she wanted. Suddenly, Beau's mouth was wrapped around her clit and she let out a loud moan.
Beau was in heaven. He dreamed of drowning in her and he finally had the opportunity. He suckled both lips slowly and gently rolled his tongue around her clit. His large hands splayed across her soft belly to hold her still. She began to rock against his face and Trist could only lay there and watch her as she came. Her whole body flushed and her pupils dilated. It was gorgeous. She was gorgeous.
The barely audible trill of her ringtone couldn't be heard over her loud moans of pleasure but the voicemail clicking on was heard loud and clear on Jared's end. He was pissed she wasn't answering and him being drunk didn't help. He threw his phone across the fancy hotel room in Dallas. Sandra would be out the shower soon. To hell with Khara tonight. He'd deal with her when he got back.