Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 59

Suri Nightingale

It was a little over five in the afternoon when I came out of the shower. I may or may not have lingered there for a few more minutes just letting the warm water run down all over my skin and the smell of Atlas and Wes getting mixed with my coconut and vanilla- scented wash. I still can't believe that happened. I mean, I was still trying to process the night before and now this? Twice in a row? This all felt too surreal, but the little marks all over my body proved otherwise.

There were red spots where Wes' trail of kisses were placed in the area of my chest. I feel like he made sure to kiss and s**k harder on my skin where my clothes would hide them. Of course, he would know exactly where those spots were.

On my thighs, there were faint marks of Atlas' fingers from the way he gripped on to them as he 'cleaned' me off. I blush like an idiot remembering how good he felt underneath me. Goodness gracious, I really have no idea what has gotten into me, but I'll be honest, I don't regret a single thing.

Not last night and definitely not earlier today.

I flopped on my bed with just my towel on, staring at the ceiling as I found myself thinking back on the unforeseen twist of events that had happened in a span of a few days.

What does this mean for us now? Does this mean... they like me? Or what if... this was just normal for them and nothing actually changed in our relationship?

I found that latter rather impossible, but knowing-or not really knowing-the brothers, I couldn't put it past that. It's not like we had some kind of 'discussion' about what we really were.

If we were something...

Oh my god, I don't know anymore.

"Ah!" I ruffled my wet hair in confusion and frustration right before letting out a deep exhale.

Maybe we should have a talk about... our situation.

Getting up from bed, I dry myself off as quickly as possible and put on house clothes, which is a peach ribbed racer vest and matching sweat shorts. I like how the color matches my skin tone and its snug fit looks good on my waist and legs. I was about to get out of my room, but immediately stopped when I heard muffled voices outside.

I immediately recognized the first one that spoke.

"Stop ignoring me for f**k's sake!"

It was Devon, but I almost wouldn't have known it was him had I not heard him mad before. It's still something relatively new to me.

"Just get over it, alright? It has already happened. Neither of us was expecting it to, but it did." Atlas answered and my brows furrowed in confusion, trying to figure out what it was they were talking about.

What already happened? Was it something connected to their talk with Keith? Damn, now I wish I had finished showering faster and spied a little on them.

"Nothing 'just' happens! You could have stopped when you were with her, but you chose not to because you wanted it even if you were the one that said not to touch her! And I was too stupid to believe you!"

"Enough, Dev. Come on. Atlas is right. It has already happened. You don't have to be so pissed off just because you weren't there." Wes chimed in and I faintly heard him chuckle.

But for Devon, this was not a laughing matter.

"Same f*****g thing goes to you, liar. And this isn't about me not being there. This is about both of you going back on your words. You're both f*****g hypocrites, that's what."

He was pissed-pissed, but that wasn't what piqued my interest the most. It was the fact that the pieces of the puzzle were starting to connect in my head and, oh my god, they were talking about what happened at the pool house!

"We're sorry, alright? We're sorry we couldn't stop ourselves, okay? Atlas, just say sorry to Dev and we can agree that it's, uh... it will be-" Wes cleared his throat. "It could possibly never happen again."

Wait, what?! They were stopping themselves from being with me?

There was a period of silence where I was tempted to just open my door and walk my way to them to put an end to this once and for all, but then Atlas spoke and with just one word, he had my jaw on the floor. "No."

"What?" I heard both Wes and Devon say, clearly surprised.

"You heard me. Why should I stop? If I want Suri and if she wants me too then f**k everything else. You know what? I know how to fix this mess now. I take back what I said earlier. If either one of us wants her and if she feels the same way too, then why the hell not? Besides, it's her choice, not ours. We don't control who and what she wants and sorry, little bro, but she wanted Wes and I earlier."

Oh. My. God.

My face flushed completely red. It's so warm that I can feel it as I place my hands against my cheeks, especially when a specific question pops up in my head - were they fighting over me? Holy crap, gone were the days that they were fighting me, but now it's... this.

The silence outside was agonizing. It was like reading or watching something and suddenly you either run out of pages or the signal gets cut off and you have no way to know what happens next. What are they doing? What are they thinking about? Or worse, did they leave and now I won't know what the other boys think?!

Shoot. Just my luck.

All of a sudden, I heard steps getting louder and louder and it was only when there was a knock on my door that I realized what was going on.

One of them was in front of my room.

Who and why? I have no freaking clue, but now I have no choice but to open!

Should I open the door or should I just pretend to be busy, maybe sleeping?

Another knock quickly pulled me out of my thoughts and I just decided to wing it and answer. What could possibly go wrong?

It turns out a lot of things, because the second I opened my door, Devon was standing right in front of me and the two boys were cautiously watching at the back.

Uh... what is this situation I have just gotten myself into?

"Hey," Devon said with a deep and raspy voice.

He looks a little tired and his hair looks as if he's run his hands through it a couple of times, but nonetheless, he was the same handsome green-eyed boy I met the first time. If not, even more so. "Hi?" I tried to act as innocent and as unaware as possible and I think it was working because none of them looked like they were suspecting me to have heard their entire conversation. Just act normal, Suri.

But that entire thought flew out of the window the moment Devon took another step and I felt his arm wrap around my waist just before he pulled me closer to him, making me gently hit his chest. Hoooolllllyyy moootheerrr oooof goooooddd.

"Wha-" I didn't get to finish that as Devon leaned his face closer to me. So close that our lips were merely an inch or two apart.

"Do you want to kiss me?" He asked breathily and my heart was thumping so loud I couldn't even hear my own thoughts.

Unable to utter a word because of how shocked I was, I managed to just nod my head. If a small up and down movement could be considered as one, at least.

A charming grin curved up his lips and his gorgeous green eyes twinkled, making my heart skip a beat.

"Good. I was really hoping that would be your answer." He said back to me and I didn't get a chance to say another word before he leaned closer and inevitably closed the gap between us.

Devon didn't hesitate for a single second. His lips are hot and demanding, consuming me completely and even my gasps are swallowed as he pushes for more and I willingly give it to him.

I feel his hand on my waist tightening and I groan at his touch, especially when I feel something hard against my hips.

Oh goodness gracious.

He may be the youngest, but he certainly is not losing to his older brothers when it comes to... that.

I've lost the ability to think. From the way Devon has pulled me so close to him that there is no way I could move away (not that I want to do such a thing), to the way it feels like he wants to own me with his lips, the entire world around us has started spinning and turning.

It was so intense that when Devon pulled away abruptly, I couldn't stop the gasp that escaped my lips.

My face was so flushed as I blinked at him repeatedly. "Wha- what was that for?"

He licked his lips before biting them. "That one's because I missed you."

I didn't know it was possible, but my cheeks burned even more.

"But this one..." Devon continued with a devious grin on his perfect face and, once again, I was left speechless as he didn't wait for anything before kissing me.

This time, though, it's soft and sweet. Unlike earlier that was asserting dominance and possessiveness, Devon takes me slowly like he wants to memorize every inch of my lips and never forget it, forever ingrained in his m ind. Needless to say, now it is in mine, too. I get lost in the slowness of it all mixed with his scent and soon enough, I am enamored by it all.

So much so that I have completely forgotten that Atlas and Wes were still very much there.

Until they made their presence known again by a loud clearing of their throats.

Devon doesn't seem as startled because he takes his time to let go of me, making sure to gently bite at my bottom lip before he fully moves away.

"That one is because I can." He whispered to me before he planted another soft one, just the barest of touches, on my lips.

I nearly fainted, but the look on two of the brothers' faces kept me completely alert because it was rather... tense.

Wes, thankfully, broke the tension in the hallway as he shook his head and just laughed it off.

"Well, f**k. I guess we're all whipped."

I had no idea how to react to that.

Atlas, on the other hand, didn't even bother as he gave me one last hard look and then turned around and went inside his room without another word.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how my Saturday night went.

So much for that 'talk' I was going to have with the brothers. But I guess that encounter did answer a few of my questions...

"Good morning, sunshine." Keith greets me with a wide smile as I approach him on the table by the pool outside.

My stomach grumbles and my mouth drools excessively at the delicious spread in front of him. When Lucy said Keith was having brunch, I didn't think she meant a whole buffet. But then again, why am I surprised? It's been quite some time now since I arrived here and it's obvious that there is no lack of food in this place.

"Morning, Keith." I greeted him as I took a seat on the other side and immediately started grabbing food and putting them on my plate.

I think Keith's also used to my big appetite because this time he's just smiling at me, pleased to see me in a good mood.

It's a Sunday. A day to relax and unwind and I'm happy I get to do this with him as well. I realized how much I've actually missed hanging out with him since we haven't been able to because of school and work.

I'm enjoying my french toast drenched in syrup when he asked, "How are you with the boys?"

I almost choked on an entire piece from the sudden question.

"We're... great." I said, trying not to seem suspicious. Not that I was, or we were doing anything to warrant as such. Right?

"Hm..." Keith looked down at me from his newspaper, his eyes narrowed just slightly as he gave me a thinking expression. "So, you are all getting along quite well?"

'Quite well' would be an understatement at this point, but I can't say that to him.

"Uh-huh. We've gotten quite close the past few... days." I smiled before shoving a mouthful of food.

"That's wonderful to hear. Perfect, actually, since their birthday is coming up and I needed to talk to you about it." He gives me a half smile and I'm suddenly nervous as to what it could be.

I know it's their big eighteenth or something since Wes wouldn't stop talking about it, but what could I possibly have in connection with it?

Keith leaned closer as he rested his arms on the table. "Suri, you've seen her, haven't you? The boys' mother. The pictures in my office and some around the house. You've seen them?"

I slowly nodded my head.

"Almost five years ago now, she passed away on their birthday."

Oh.

Oh my gosh...

"The boys had just turned thirteen. They were only coming back from school and he was the one that entered the library in our old house back then, and... what he saw... I knew it changed him." Keith said and I could see the pain in his eyes. Remembering the details of it hurt him.

I couldn't speak. I had no idea what to say, so I just listened.

"Based on the private investigation we had done, it was proven that it was self-inflicted, but Atlas blamed himself."

"What? How? Why?" I ended up blurting out the questions in my head.

Keith shook his head slowly. "He says that if had just seen signs of her that showed she wanted to... end her life, then he could have helped."

He let out a deep sigh. "The thing is... if that was the case, then it was all our fault because none of us saw. But Atlas claims that if he had just gotten to her earlier, then he would have been able to save her. I knew that no matter what I said that it wouldn't change what he thought. The boys may all have lost their mother, but Atlas thinks he was partially to blame for it. It's destroyed him ever since."

"I... I'm so sorry..." Was all I managed to say out loud, or barely even.

Keith's face brightened as his posture changed into a more relaxed way. "But I'm not just telling you this out of nowhere. I just wanted to let you know because, honestly? I believe he's changing. Well, not just Atlas, but all three of them. And you know what? I have a strong feeling it's because of you."

My jaw almost dropped to my food. "I'm sorry, what?"

He let out a soft chuckle. "I know, I know. It sounds rather insane, but even if you can't see it, I do, so I guess I just want to thank you because your presence has made this house definitely much... livelier."

I couldn't help but break into a wide smile at his comment. "Goodness, Keith. I really should be the one thanking you. You've taken me in and made my life so much better. You've... given me a family. I know that my mom would have really loved being here, but either way, I'm sure she's happy you found me."

Keith looked at me with a soft expression, almost as if he was about to cry before he asked, "I know this is an odd request, but may I hug you, Suri?"

"Not odd at all. I would love that." I told him and neither of us hesitated as we both stood up and Keith opened his arms wide before he pulled me into the warmest hug.

"Stella raised a remarkable daughter," he said, and I too now found myself almost about to cry.

I tightened my arms around him just to tell him that I acknowledged his comment.

"And just so you know, I didn't just find you. You found us, too." Keith said and I could tell how heartwarming his smile was from his voice.

This...

This is the family I've wanted for a long, long time.

When Keith and I pulled away from our hug and went back to our respective seats, he grabbed the pitcher of orange juice to pour some into my glass.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you."

I looked up at him with curiosity vivid on my face.

"On the boys' birthday..." He pursed his lips as he looked to be in thought. "If something happens, I want you to know that you don't have to be afraid. It might not make sense to you at that time, but it will eventually."

I was about to ask him what in the world he meant, but before I could, I heard a shout from the other side of the pool and when I turned, all three of the brothers were coming into the pool from the wooden fence that led to the vast field.

They looked like they had just been doing some strenuous activity, sweat covering them completely and how did I know that? Because besides a pair of gray sweatpants (Atlas), ripped shorts (Wes), and tight-fit jeans (Devon), they were all completely topless. "Uh, have they been there this whole time?" I asked Keith and he barely batted an eyelid.

"Yes, they often go there to run." He answered as he went back to his newspaper.

Running? Topless? In a big a*s field? These boys were weird, but good lord almighty, they were mighty fine.

"Sup, little sis?" Wes greeted me as he shot me a wink just before grabbing a piece of my toast.

"Hey, that's mine!" I protested.

"Mine now." He lifted up the piece and made sure to let his tongue out in an obviously seductive way before devouring the thing.

I gulped.

"Did you sleep alright?" Devon asked as he made sure to let his hand pass the back of my neck, making my whole body shudder.

"Mhm... was... good." Could have been better if you guys were there, but nope, not confessing that to them.

He took a chair and slid it over next to me, making sure to lean close to my ear so subtly before taking a seat. "Next time I'd love to join you."

Lord, have mercy. Or don't?

Wes was about to take the seat on my other side, but Atlas suddenly appeared and beat him to it. Wes grumbled something under his breath, but seemed to let it go.

My heart thumped so loud I almost think they heard it when I felt Atlas' warm hand on my thigh, his grip tightening as he looked at me and licked his lips.

Before I could say anything, he grabs a piece of bacon and eats it the same way he did the first day I met him. The one where he looks like he's staring at a camera and trying to make eye babies.

Except this time, the camera is me and yup, I'm pretty f*****g sure I'm going to have those babies.

"Nice to see all four of you... bonding." Keith spoke up and we all turned to him, different expressions plastered on our faces.

Secrecy, excitement, playfulness, and so much more.

If this is how the boys' birthday weekend is going to be, then oh lordie, am I in for one hell of a ride.