Free Claiming Addison by Zoey Derrick Page A

round out their song. The lead singer thanks San Diego for being awesome and tells them to hold tight because the band they’ve really come to see is coming on shortly and just like that the great switch begins.
    Empty Chamber is pretty small time because most of our roadies along with the band members are clearing their own gear. It’s rather humbling to see when our roadies are doing everything and the boys are still lounging in the greenroom. Or they were.
    “Here we go,” Kyle whispers in my ear and the butterflies start kicking up. “Are you excited?”
    “I’m stoked,” I say to him as I watch the band walk through the hallway toward the stage. It’s like watching a slow motion movie, the only thing missing is the fog. Dex is in the lead, followed by Peacock and then I’m assuming Mouse because there’s too big of a gap between him and Talon.
    Dex saunters right up to me and tries to wrap his arms around me. “What are you doing?” I squeak.
    “I need a good luck kiss.”
    “Pfft.” Before I can protest he lands a big wet sloppy kiss on my lips.
    “That’s what I’m talking about.” He laughs as he pulls back and I want to gag.
    “Seriously, Dex.” I wipe the slobber off my lips.
    “Thanks, love, that’s what I needed.” Just as quick as it came on, he walks away and on stage.
    Peacock and Mouse look at me as if they want to do the same thing. “What am I, the good luck charm?”
    “Yes,” They say in unison.
    “Oh, for crying out loud. Come here.” I spread my arms wide and they both come in, wrapping their arms around me and in unison they both plant a kiss on my cheeks. “Break a leg, boys,” I say when they let me go, though Mouse lingers a little longer and I can hear Dex laughing from the stage. I look at him, point my finger and mouth, “This is your fault.” He busts out laughing again and takes his seat behind his drum set.
    Kyle comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. It feels comforting and just like that my butterflies are gone. Now Talon is standing before me. “You need one too?”
    “Of course.” He smiles. I open my arms and he steps forward. Kyle doesn’t release my waist, but Talon doesn’t seem bothered by what Kyle’s doing.
    Talon surprises the shit out of me when he takes my face between his hands. His fingers dig into my hair and I can feel Kyle stand a little straighter, his erection pressing into my backside. Talon slides himself closer, pressing his own erection into me from the front and just like that, his lips slant against mine.
    My heart skips and my breathing stutters. My entire body goes limp in their embrace. I’m thankful for Kyle behind me, holding me. That is until I feel his lips press against the hollow of my neck and everything else in the world fades away. My lips go slack and Talon steals his chance, sliding his tongue along mine.
    I’m melted butter in his hands and I pray this kiss doesn’t end; I don’t want it to end, ever. My nipples are hard peaks against my bra, my pussy is dripping with desperate need, and my clit feels like it’s going to explode. I want to grind my hips against the two men who’ve captured me in their grasp. But before I can savor every touch, Talon pulls back. “That was, wow,” I say breathless from his kiss and their joint hold on me.
    He steps back, watching me closely. Then he steps back again and again, finally turning around for the stage as Dex strikes his drums and the crowd goes wild the moment Talon steps onto the stage and the lights explode.
    “Where’s my kiss?” Kyle murmurs in my ear.
    I turn in his arms and he brings his lips to mine. His kiss is equally as breathtaking and heart stopping, but I feel strangely naked without Talon here. Kyle turns me ever so slightly and I can see Talon looking at us with an extremely sexually charged smile.
    There is something comforting in that smile, something that tells me that he’s enjoying Kyle kissing me as much as I am.
    Kyle