AURORA'S POV:
We barely make it inside the house when I'm slammed into the wall. They both pepper kisses down my neck and ear, their hands going under my tank top.
Wait where are-
"Where are Ava and-" Jon claims my lips, shutting me up.
"They are out for the weekend. Now, shut up and let us work." Heat rushes down to my legs.
We manage to make it upstairs in one piece after maybe breaking one to two vases on the way but who cares?
As soon as we enter my room, Arc grabs me by the waist, our chests rubbing against each other. The smell of alcohol was stronger with the proximity. His eyes glazed with pure desire as he drank me in.
"Look at you, all mine," he said with a smirk, voice low, and before I could reply, Jon growls and pulls me out of his hold so I could face him instead.
