The Needed by Nikki Hunter

Author:Nikki Hunter [Hunter, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-04T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Home Sweet Home

“OH MY GOD.” The shout shook the entire house. All four of the men jumped quickly away from where they had slept for the night. Their footfalls thundered against the floor as they ran towards the shrieks that continued.

At the end of the hall, where Kade had left Camila for the night, the door flew open to reveal her standing in a lace lingerie piece with black stiletto heels, at the end of the bed. Her mouth was open and her hands up in the air. Her arms quickly fell back at her sides as she turned towards them.

The sun that had barely risen over the horizon sent an orange glow through the sheer white curtains. Apparently, her taste was as extravagant as her personality, Kade thought as he peered over Zayn and Lance’s shoulders at her outfit.

“Lance!” Camila shrieked as she saw him standing in her doorway with the others. At some point he must of awoken, showered, and changed. Now, Lance wore loose grey sweatpants that hung low off of his hips. The dark skin and muscles pointing in a satisfying vee. She flung herself against his chest, wrapping arms around his neck and burying her face against him. The overwhelming scent of fresh pine shocked her senses.

Lance groaned in pain against her, even though her touch lit every cell within his body up in flames. Small tingles scattered over his chest in pleasant, sensual waves away from her arms.

Lance’s chest rose and fell in large breaths, “What’s wrong?”

“How are you feeling?” She stepped away ignoring his question, running her hands over the now pink scar of the cut from the night before.

“Hurts. But I’ll survive.” He shyly grinned up from under his lashes, “I suppose that’s thanks to you.”

She bit at her lip, attempting to push down the urge to strip him the rest of the way down. “You can thank me… later.” She didn’t bother to tame her hands as they ran loosely over the groin of his pants.

Lance barked out a cough, shocked by her bold touch.

“Okay, that's enough.” Yehven snapped. “What’s with the fucking shrieking?”

Camila beamed, snapping to add a flowing sheer gown to her provocative outfit as she stepped back. The heels clicked as she rolled herself into Zayn’s chest.

“I thought this was all a dream. Or a hallucination derived from my insanity! All I’ve wanted for the last couple of years is to have a tomorrow that didn’t remind me of yesterday. And here it is! It’s real. I’m real. That bed is real. You’re real.” Her fingers racked through Zayn’s hair sending it up into disarray.

Zayn’s mouth twitched. He dropped his face to run his nose over the tendon in her neck.

Yehven grabbed Zayn's shoulder pulling him away from her touch. “You’re kidding, right? You woke us up for that?”

Camila pouted, sticking out her bottom lip as Zayn’s warmth was pulled away. Zayn groaned at Yehven.

“Do you like my outfit?” She twirled before the men dropping the robe to the floor.

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