Coveted {FINISHED}

|Chapter Twelve |

Dinner was nothing like I had expected. I mean it wasn't awful, the food was pretty good and the atmosphere was like something I'd never felt before. Everyone was so close, everyone smiling offering whatever they could to each other and Shane was under constant approach. The minute one person said goodbye another would show up and that's exactly how the rest of the night went. 

I sat next to him smiling and introducing myself whenever asked, my hands shakily holding the metal fork as I nervously nibbled at the food in the small grey container. By the time the light from the sky had dimmed to a dark blue, I let my gaze fall from the various groups of families and Shane smiling handsomely, glowing as if he radiated his own light to the fire roaring in the middle of the pit of people. 

Right now, right here I could breathe. Leaning forward on the log supporting at least five of us, I wrapped my arms around myself letting my now freed hair whip wildly across my cheeks the events of last night evading my thoughts. 

In one way it had been pretty liberating, I knew more about my body these past few days with Ian than ever! There was nothing holding me back, insecurities didn't matter with his ability, it was just pure and raw but then again what did I actually know about him? Or Regan for that matter. I knew nothing other than the fact I liked the effects they had on me . . . even I don't admit most of the time.

At the same time, there was always the issue of Danny. 

Right now, he'd be dreaming about my death. Maybe even happy wishing away that someone beat him to the dirty job. 

"Hey," My eyes flew from the flames quickly at Shanes soft voice breaking through my thoughts. "Sorry about dinner, probably should have gone somewhere else." He joked nervously as one hand fell to the back of his neck massaging his spine. "Do you want to go back to your tent?"

"I thought you were going to take me back to Regan?" I asked, standing in front of him.

"One night won't hurt. I'll take you back in the morning." He replied with that same old smile. Nodding I followed next to him as we made our way past the still chattering groups back towards the blur of tents. How the hell was I ever supposed to remember my way through all this? They all look the same!

Making sure to keep up, I tried searching for any way to identify the way for future reference but other than the blue, green, purple and grey tents there wasn't much. "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of this place soon."

"Am I that obvious?" With a quick glance and a matching smirk, I got my answer.

"Don't worry, I'm far more skilled at reading people than the average person." He added, his voice carrying gently in the wind as I walked closer beside him, the chatter from the camp dying down into a muffled buzz behind us. 

Silence fell between us again but it never felt awkward, just more like a welcomed silence, a moment to let my brain process whatever it needed too. 

Smiling, I tightened my arms around myself letting my own thoughts carry me away until Shane had come to a stop outside my tent. 

With his hands tucked into the side pockets of his jeans, he turned to face me, his smile warm. "Here we go."

"Oh are . . . You not . . ." I paused, my hand pointing to the entrance of my tent as I looked from it to him. "You're not staying?"

"I have my own tent remember?" He chuckled.

"Yeah . . . Right," I said with a nervous giggle. The idea of spending the night completely alone in the middle of the woods surrounded by a group of people I've never met before had me a little on edge. 

"You're scared." He stated, his eyes suddenly focusing in on me with worry.

"What? I'm not scared!" Nervous sure but scared? That was too embarrassing to admit! His lips broke out into an amused smirk before he reached out a hand to open the tent and disappeared inside leaving me alone. 

Oh thank god, he's staying!

I quickly wiped the smile from my face as I followed in after him, my heart already beginning to drum away in my chest. 

"You don't have to stay, I'm not scared." I insisted again, the whole while hoping he ignores every word coming out of my mouth. Luckily, he'd already thrown his jacket down on the mattress and was relighting the candles. 

"I'm staying."

"O-okay," I breathed out, taking a seat down on the mattress as I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms tightly around my legs.

Once he was done lighting everything, he turned to face me standing in the middle of the tent. "I'll go grab my mattress-"

"Isn't that a bit of a hassle?" I asked cutting him off a little too quickly. Almost immediately my cheeks turned red, the heat travelling down my neck as I quickly looked away clearing my throat. "I just mean that . . . You'd have to drag it back in the morning and . . . One's pretty big for two . . ." Oh my Lord, please let the ground open up and swallow me whole, please! "I mean you can . . . I just didn't want to- forget it."

His chuckle vibrated through the thin material of the tent as I kept my eyes locked on my knees. When did it get so cringe?! 

"Sharing is caring." He said, his hands sneaking back into his pockets. "Although I'll warn you, I'm a bit of a Spooner." 

I couldn't help but look up at him, laughter escaping my lips. "That's cool, as long as you're the big spoon there's no problem."

"Ah," he breathed, his eyes squinting as if in pain and his left-hand slapping across his chest. "I'm more of the little spoon, too in touch with my emotions."

"Guess we might have a problem then," I said kicking off my shoes and pulling down the multi-coloured blanket and back over me as I slid out of my pants leaving me in my underwear and top. At first, I kinda thought he'd use one of the other blankets to cover himself but instead, he unbuckled his jeans and followed suit, climbing in next to me as I shifted over. 

The cool air barely hit my skin from the heat spreading over me as he turned on his side to face me, one arm tucked under his head and the other hidden underneath the sheets. 

I kept my eyes glued at the ceiling, my hands collapsed together above the blanket as I chewed on my lip feeling the once normal silence turn tense with each second passing. He made no effort to speak, just lay there staring at me as I blinked away any notice while slowly dying inside.

"You're not gonna spend the whole night just staring at me . . . Right?" I finally managed to mumble, gulping down the large lump forming in my throat. 

"Well, that would depend on you." 

"How?" I asked finally turning to look at him. 

"I could spend the whole night staring and talking to you which would make it far less creepy with you responding and all or I could let the silence linger and sleep or . . ." He let his words trail off, his brown eyes darkening into chocolate pools slightly as his eyes fell lower to my lips for a second.

"Or what?" I whispered feeling that burning creep around my chest. 

The corner of his lip twitched upwards as his tongue lashed out across the bottom. "Or I could spend the night finding out why this one girl has both my brothers all hot and bothered."

The air ripped right out of my lungs as my eyes went wide like a doe in headlights. 

Well, it's out. There you go. 

The shame and embarrassment danced to life as the voices in my head roared to life, my eyes unable to hold his anymore and looked away feeling my body slump further under the covers until my chin was barely visible anymore. I didn't really have any words for that.

"Don't feel ashamed. People spend their whole lives feeling ashamed for wanting the things they want, denying themselves true pleasure and for what? Other people's opinions or feelings about it? Life is far too short for that kind of living. It only leads to misery. You're not doing anything wrong, brotherhood is one of the closest bonds you can have and my brothers keep no secrets from each other. They both know where they stand with you and they both respect the other's relationship with you." My eyes were wide captured by his as he continued, his voice steady. "Of course that doesn't stand with anyone outside their close circle. Sharing you is a greater bond then I think you understand but of course, it only works if the girl in question can accept it."

I laid there silently, my brain working overtime processing each and every word. 

"I'm so messed up," I finally breathed, my body shifting entirely so my back was faced to him as I hugged the covers to my chest. 

If any normal person saw this, heard any of this I would be called sick. But the truth was . . . I didn't want to pick. I liked being with both of them, I craved both of them. What the hell was I doing? This wasn't even just about one brother. This is a whole goddamn generation of the Crowe family!

It was so easy for him to be giving that speech, he isn't in this sit-

His fingers gently stroked my hip for a second before I felt his hand hovering across my stomach, his wrist resting on my waist. His words replayed in my head, People spend their whole lives feeling ashamed for wanting the things they want, denying themselves true pleasure and for what? Other people's opinions or feelings about it? My eyes fluttered closed as all the shame, all the confusion and every negative thought blurred out against the warm shivers erupting through me.

"You're the one in charge of your own happiness. You're in charge of your own life." He whispered, his words sending a wave of want through me. I couldn't help clenching my thighs as my teeth unleashed hell on my bottom lip. 

"So I'll ask you again, how would you prefer I spend the night?" 

Screw what people think. Look how far that's gotten me.

I let out a moan as I shifted over to my back, his arm laying flat across my stomach as I slowly looked over at him, a strand of tangled hair falling across my cheeks. "How would you . . . Find out why?" 

My voice was so low I was a little surprised he heard me at all let alone that he remembered what I was referencing when a low chuckle followed. "Well let's just say this, it would involve a lot of shame if you're worried about others views."

The covers rose as he moved to stand on his knees, slowly he trailed his hand between my legs forcing them apart while holding my gaze. He positioned himself between them and leaned down over me, balancing his weight out on his hands as his blond hair grazed my cheeks, his lips a breath away. 

"But if you're more open and accepting than it can involve a lot of true. . . Pleasure." He whispered, my breath washing across his in ragged sharp waves as my fingers curled around the sheets underneath us. The blanket lay in a bundle by his knees as his chest pressed into me, my legs aching to wrap around him from the little skin to skin contact of his thighs against mine. 

My head felt so light yet so clear, my body heating up every moment we held contact. It was taking everything I had to not slam him down and rip his jeans off but it wasn't crazy, it wasn't like I was running down a one-way tunnel with nothing else in sight. I could feel everything else, I could feel my body react in every second, the need growing with him instead of the power.

"What if I accept?" I pushed out, my teeth automatically capturing my lip again as his lips slowly dipped down to my neck, my head arching back into the pillow to give him complete access. 

His teeth pinched my skin, his tongue dancing across it quickly easing the sudden sting before sucking and nipping again working his way down to my shoulder. My hips buckled under him, my skin burning against the cool wash of the air from the trail he left blazing from his lips as my centre pulsed, my knickers wet as the whole world shuddered around us. 

He paused kissing the gap between my breasts before rising his eyes to meet mine. "So Nancy Grail. How would you prefer I spend the night?"

This time I didn't hesitate. For the first time, I knew completely there'd be no regrets. 

My fingers shot up around the hem of his shirt and pulling it from him as I let it fall into the pile of our jeans. My hands wrapping around his neck, curling his loose curls around my fingertips as his lips continued their parade down my chest, pecking and licking my heaving skin. 

I let my head roll back as I moaned feeling his fingers pull at the silky wet fabric of my underwear, "I'm glad I'm on the right tracks." He said grinning, his eyes almost black as he pushed the fabric aside leaving me bare. 

The cool air sent a shiver through me as I felt my body tremble a little, his tongue spreading my lips apart and sucking at my swollen c**t , his right hand wrapped around my knee bringing my leg up and over his shoulder as he pressed his hot tongue deep inside me.

My whole body arched my other leg falling around him as his hands slid under me cupping my ass and lifting my hips to grind against him. His tongue lashed out across me in quick jabs, circling and lowering until there wasn't an inch left he hadn't tasted. 

"Oh god," I breathed, my eyes shut closed as my legs clenched around his back, my fingers tugging at his hair. Pausing, he looked up removing one hand and placing his thumb down over my c**t.

"Take your top off and play with your n*****s until I can." He ordered his voice the tightest I'd ever heard it. I obeyed quickly tugging my shirt off and my bra following as I fell back on my elbows, the excitement of his eyes drinking me in as I cupped my breasts and teased my n*****s overpowering any insecurity with pure excitement as his lips fell back between my legs. 

His teeth grazed my c**t, his finger slowly diving deep inside me pumping in and outmatching each lick and tug of his mouth before he added another finger. My hips moving on their own as he buried his face into me soaking up every drop as his fingers pumped fast into me my moans growing louder until my head fell hard against the pillow.

My fingers pinched at my hard n*****s fighting the urge to clench my thighs as that tight familiar feeling built up in the pit of my stomach, my chest heaving as he hungrily ate away. 

"I'm so close," I breathed, one hand falling back into his hair pressing him harder against me. He slipped a third finger in, my whole body tensed from the slight pain of adjusting but within a second I was taken again my whole body shuddering close to the edge as his tongue worked away. "Shane . . . I-I I'm-"

Letting go of his hair I clapped a hand over my mouth silencing my cries as my whole body erupted into a wave of pleasure, my muscles spasming as his tongue continued its quick assault against my pulsing c**t.

"S-Shane . . ." I breathed, his tongue now replacing his fingers as he twirled deep inside making sure he didn't wasn't a single drop. My whole body tensed again almost instantly the pleasure too intense as my hands gripped his hair in tight fists. My feet kicked at the mattress as I tried sitting up but his hands held my hips in place. 

It was like every nerve was set on fire and I was crumbling all over again into this endless abyss, my body flopping back against the drenched sheets and my hair glued to the sides of my face. Yet he kept going, this time he slowed the pace of his tongue and let my mind slow as I struggled to catch my breath. But just like that he was pumping his fingers into me again, stirring that wave as he sucked harder, my moans echoing all over again as my brain floated away. 

"Please S-Shane I-I . . ." I wasn't even sure what I was trying to say, my body was overridden with this burning need. Simple tasks were impossible, I was completely lost in the feel of his tongue against me, the way he wanted to savour every last inch of me that each time I hit the peak it felt like I'd forgotten to breathe and just felt the oxygen drill back through me. And just like before, he never stopped until I was spent on the bed barley gasping, my whole body limp and my vision almost black. 

"Are you okay?" He mumbled, his hand gently stroking the wet strands of hair from my cheek as he held himself up on an elbow, his bare chest against mine sending that fuzzy comforting warmth deep inside me, under the burning fire still alight on my skin. 

I could smell myself on his breath, his lips pressing against my forehead as I smiled up at him through closed eyes. 

"I thought you were going to faint for a minute there."

"For a minute there . . ." I managed to mutter, "So did I."

His chuckle vibrated through my chest as he pressed his lips against my breast, my eyes finally fluttering open. "I'll ask you one more time tonight, how would you like I spend the night now?"

I answered immediately completely unaware of the hell that was waiting for me a few hours away.

"I want you to spend it f*****g me until I pass out."