Room One Hundred and Twenty Nine (Club Sin: Seattle Session 2)

Chapter 15

Haruko

“You want to stay with us tonight?” Elijah asks as they drop me home after an incredible night at Club Sin. And of course, I said yes.

Didn’t think it would be Elijah to make the offer since he’s been the most distant, but it fills me with confidence about our relationship.

The men take me to Nicholas and Parker’s house, and I follow them upstairs. They have a beautiful house. Dark wood and lots of windows. Parker told me that this development was the first one they completed as a new company. They chose their houses after and haven't moved since. There's something to be said for comfort. Even for the ultra rich.

“Meow.”

A black and white cat greets us at the top of the stairs.

“Aww, who is this little guy?” I reach out and pet the little fur ball and she purrs in my hand.

“This is Nicholas’s cat Petunia,” Parker says.

“Specifically, Nicholas’s?” I ask.

Nicholas chuckles. “Parker doesn’t like cats.”

I turn from the kitty to Parker. “Lost a game of rock, paper, scissors?”

He looks at the ground, then smiles at me, his eyes sparkling. “No. I just can’t say no to him.” He looks at Nicholas, his eyes full of love, and Nicholas reciprocates.

“You are too cute,” I say.

I stand up and Petunia silently trots down the steps, passing all of us, except for Nicholas, who she rubs against, and she purrs before getting a pet then descending the rest of the stairs.

“That's the last you’ll be seeing of her for a while,” Elijah says.

“What do you mean?” I ask as we walk up towards the landing of the second floor.

“She keeps to herself most of the time,” Parker explains. “She sleeps all day under the staircase and roams around at night. Meaning we almost never see her.”

“Ah,” I say. “So that’s why you said yes, because you knew you wouldn’t have to interact with her anyway,” I joke, and Parker comes behind me as he steps onto the second floor and tickles me from behind.

“Don’t tell him my secret.”

I laugh loudly as they carry me, tickling me all the way, to a very tidy blue bedroom. That’s when Parker helps me to a standing position. I look at the bedroom. Blue walls with white trim, wood floors with a blue rug underneath the giant four poster bed with the softest looking blue sheets. On the wall next to the door is a dresser covered in photos. Mostly people I don’t recognize but I see one of Parker, Nicholas and Elijah standing together, arm over each other’s shoulders, smiling.

“Oh my God, you do smile,” I comment, pointing to Elijah in the photo.

Elijah smirks, humour in his eyes, then walks to the other side of me and picks up the framed photo.

“I was young and unbothered then,” he says wistfully.

“So, this grumpy vibe you got going is new?” I ask.

“I may have slightly changed my mood after getting a mortgage,” he says and puts down the photo.

Elijah takes my hand and leads me to the adjoining bathroom, which is white all over. The lights turn on and it’s super bright. White-tiled floor, white bathtub, toilet and sink. The only accents are gold handles and taps.

“Let’s clean you up,” he says, and all of them undress me.

They wiped me with a towel after our session, but since the ride home, I still had Parker’s cum dripping out of me.

The shower is turned on, and steam fills the room. First the glass of the shower gets foggy, then the mirrors. I step into the shower and feel the warm water wash over me, and I can’t help but groan out loud. When I turn around, I see my three giant men watching me.

Mine.

That sounds good. I like them being mine.

“You’re not going to make me do this all by myself, are you?” I say innocently as I lean against the wall of the shower.

The men look at each other, smirks pulling at their lips. Then they undress.

Fuck, they’re hot.

Each are built differently. Parker has a swimmer's body, lean and muscular. Nicholas is more built up top and less on the bottom. Dark hair covers his legs that are still big. And Elijah is just big all over. Broad chest, muscular legs, and abs that lead to his Adonis belt. All three of them have those and I lick my lips, wanting to trail my tongue down them.

Parker is first, then Nicholas, then Elijah, and they wash me at the same time. Elijah washes my hair while Parker and Nicholas wash my body. They caress me in a way that’s not sexual but intimate. Like they’re getting to know my body. From the slopes of my breasts to the curve of my waist.

I close my eyes and lean into their touch. It’s so sensual and soothing that I start to fall asleep.

“We got you,” Elijah whispers in my ear as he rinses my hair.

I believe that. Not only physically, but emotionally. I believe that they truly care about me and that this isn’t a game for them.

When I’m washed, Elijah picks me up and takes me to bed. I curl into his warm body as Nicholas puts a towel over my body. Parker pulls back and sheets so Elijah can put me down. He lays me in the middle of the bed and on a yawn, I ask, “You’re going to sleep with me, right?”

Elijah pinches my chin, droplets of water running down his body.

“Yes, baby girl. We’re just going to clean up and then we’ll be right with you.” He leans down and kisses my forehead, and I snuggle into the sheets.

It takes about twenty minutes before they’re back.

Nicholas and Parker slide in on one side and Elijah slips to my other side. Nicholas spoons Parker, who wraps an arm around me and somehow, we all fit on the same bed. All four of us.

Elijah wraps his big arm around my body from the other side.

At some point, as I drift off again, someone pulls the towel from me, and I’m left skin to skin with Parker and Elijah. I’m pretty sure I can feel Nicholas’s hand in my hair.

“Goodnight, Haruko,” they say and with a smile I reply, “Goodnight, boys.”