Chapter 121.Erotism all around-2

Venice let out a soft, musical chuckle. She didn’t break eye contact, her gaze sliding over Brandy with a chilling, calm confidence.

“I could say the exact same thing about you, Brandy,” Venice replied smoothly, her voice laced with heavy subtext. “A girl working herself to the bone, surviving by the skin of her teeth, suddenly hanging around Mylo Zane. We all have our secrets. Some of us are just better at keeping them.”

The tension in the room spiked. Brandy’s jaw tightened. She didn’t trust the beautiful girl sitting across from her for a single second. There was something dark and incredibly sharp hiding behind Venice’s perfect smile.

Before Brandy could push back, the door clicked open.

Reina hurried back in, clutching three cartons of juice to her chest, her face still dusted with a lingering pink blush. She completely missed the suffocating tension between the other two girls.

“I got apple and orange,” Reina announced, passing them out.

They settled back into a casual chat, mostly revolving around college and, inevitably, Mylo.

After a while, Venice stretched her arms elegantly. “Well, since Brandy is staying over tonight, the two of you can have this room. I’ll just go down and sleep in my original room on the ground floor.”

“No, you don’t have to do that!” Reina protested quickly. “The room is big enough. We can just share.”

“Three girls in two small beds?” Venice mused, tapping her chin before a sly smile formed on her lips. “Why don’t we just pull the mattresses onto the floor? We can make one giant bed. It’ll be fun.”

Reina agreed eagerly, happy to keep the peace.

As they moved the furniture, Brandy watched Reina quietly. Every time Mylo’s name was mentioned, Reina’s eyes practically glowed with raw, passionate devotion. It was undeniably clear: Reina was completely, desperately in love with him.

A quiet, bitter sting echoed in Brandy’s chest. She thought about how Mylo had saved her from Mac. She thought about his strong back, his protective gaze. She liked him. Maybe more than she wanted to admit.

But look at her, Brandy thought, forcing the ache down. She needs him. I just owe him my life. This is a good thing. I need to control my feelings. I have to step back and let Reina have him.

By midnight, the mattresses were pushed together on the floor. The lights were clicked off, plunging the room into darkness, save for the faint moonlight filtering through the blinds.

Brandy lay in the middle, staring up at the dark ceiling. Reina was fast asleep on her left, her breathing soft and rhythmic. Venice lay on her right.

The room was dead quiet.

Suddenly, Brandy felt a subtle shift in the blankets.

A hand slid smoothly over the sheets, tracing the curve of Brandy’s hip, gliding dangerously close to the back of her underwear.

Brandy gasped quietly, her entire body stiffening. A sudden, confusing heat pooled in her stomach as the delicate fingers traced the sensitive skin of her lower back.

Panicking, Brandy shifted away from the touch, rolling over toward Reina to escape.

In the dark, Brandy’s arm slipped. Her hand brushed heavily against Reina’s sleeping form, her fingers accidentally pressing against the soft, warm curve of Reina’s chest, grazing over her body as Brandy let out a faint, breathless moan of confusion.

“Shh…”

Venice’s voice was a dark, silky whisper right against Brandy’s ear. Venice shifted closer, her body pressing warmly against Brandy’s back, pinning her in place.

“What are you doing?” Brandy whispered frantically, her face burning hot.

“Relax,” Venice murmured smoothly, her breath ghosting over Brandy’s neck. “It’s just normal between girls. We’re just having a sleepover…”

Before Brandy could process the words or stop her, Venice’s hands smoothly caught the hem of Brandy’s oversized long t-shirt. With a swift, practiced motion, Venice pulled the fabric up and completely over Brandy’s head, tossing it aside into the dark.

Brandy shivered violently, left lying in the cool air wearing nothing but her bra and underwear, trapped between Reina’s warm body and Venice’s dominating presence.

The sudden movement disturbed the mattress.

Reina stirred. Her heavy eyelids fluttered open, groggy and confused by the shifting weight beside her.

In the dim, silver moonlight, Reina’s sleepy eyes slowly adjusted.

The silhouette in front of her came into focus. She saw Brandy, stripped down to her underwear, breathing heavily and pinned down by Venice’s shifting weight.

Reina’s eyes shot wide open. Her breath hitched violently in her throat as the sheer shock of the scene hit her brain. A loud scream of absolute disbelief built in her lungs.

She opened her mouth to yell-

But before a single sound could escape, a shadow descended over her.

Venice leaned across Brandy, grabbing Reina by the jaw. Without a second of hesitation, Venice pressed her lips fiercely and deeply against Reina’s mouth, swallowing her scream entirely in the heavy, heated darkness of the room.

Venice’s kiss was deep and punishing, completely swallowing Reina’s muffled cries. “Nnngh… mmmph!”

Brandy lay frozen, her breath caught in her throat. She watched the dark silhouettes in absolute, wide-eyed disbelief.

A sudden, chaotic surge of adrenaline snapped Brandy out of her shock.

She lunged forward, her hands grabbing Venice’s shoulders. With a rough, desperate yank, Brandy pulled the gorgeous girl away from Reina.

Before Venice could even gasp, Brandy crashed her lips against Venice’s mouth.

“Mmn… ah!” Venice let out a muffled, surprised noise against Brandy’s lips.

Brandy kissed her aggressively, her tongue pushing past Venice’s lips, sucking and tasting her in the dark.

“Haa… mmh…” A breathless moan vibrated between them as they finally broke apart, their chests heaving.

They both looked down.

Reina was huddled against the pillows, her eyes wide and shining with unshed tears in the moonlight. Her shoulders shook slightly. They had completely terrified her.

“Reina… I’m so sorry,” Brandy whispered, instantly flooded with guilt.

Venice sighed softly, reaching out to gently stroke Reina’s hair. “Shh, it’s okay, Reina. I’m sorry. I just got a little carried away in the moment.”

“Y-You guys…” Reina sniffled, pulling the blanket up to her chin.

“There’s nothing more to think about,” Venice soothed, her voice dripping with calm reassurance. “Just go to sleep. It was just a silly joke.”

It took a few minutes of quiet apologies and gentle coaxing, but Reina’s trembling eventually stopped. Exhausted by the emotional whiplash, her breathing slowly evened out into a deep sleep.

The room plunged back into heavy silence.

Brandy lay flat on her back. Her heart was hammering violently against her ribs, echoing in her ears. She couldn’t close her eyes.

The sheets shifted. Venice leaned in close, her lips brushing against the shell of Brandy’s ear.

“Your heart is racing,” Venice whispered smoothly. “What about we at least finish this? Otherwise, neither of us is going to be able to sleep.”

Brandy swallowed hard. The lingering heat in her stomach flared. She gave a small, hesitant nod in the dark.