Chapter 110 - Vol. 4: Mason To Haru - 110

Haru

No matter how hard I worked on making Noah put me down, he just wouldn’t, that bastard. Why the heck did he have to be so gung ho about taking me back to the cottage just to get changed?

“Noah,” I said. “Can you please just put me down?”

“I’ll put you down when we get to the car,” Noah said.

I had no choice but to comply, knowing Noah. Once we were beside the car, he did indeed put me down.

Suddenly, a loud voice came our way. “Haru! Is that you?”

I groaned inwardly and hastily opened the door. I was about to get in when Tristan came bustling over and caught me by the arm, stopping me in my tracks. He turned me around, and the moment he saw me, he uttered, “Holy shit! I’m right.” Chuckling, he said, “Come on, let’s go inside. Man, I thought Isaac was cute in his kimono, but you...” He grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling.

Noah said, “What are you implying, Tristan?” The man folded his arms across his chest, standing in front of us. “You know very well Haru already has me and Aiden and now Mason, too.”

“Oh?” Tristan widened his eyes in pleasant surprise as he looked at Mason. “You, too, eh?” Back to me, he said, “Aren’t you popular.” He pinched my cheek. “Anyway, let’s go in. Dinner will be served soon. You don’t want to miss Sakura’s famous roast pork. It’s one of the best.” With his arm around me, he nudged me to walk along with him.

“I was thinking of getting changed first,” I said.

“There’s no need,” he said. “You and Isaac dressed like this will brighten the evening.”

I sighed. There was no hope of me getting out of this kimono before dinner, was there?

As we entered the house, I turned to see if Aiden, Noah, and Mason were coming along. They did, though looking damn pissed and reluctant. Why? I should be the one who was pissed and reluctant. I wanted to get out of this kimono as soon as possible, after all.

Inside, the drawing room was noisy with chatter and laughter, and the moment Tristan and I entered, the place suddenly became dead silent, and I could feel every pair of eyes on me.

Shit!

“Jesus! That really is Haru,” Lucas said.

I removed Tristan’s arm from around my shoulders as Isaac came over to me. Standing beside me, he hooked his arm with mine and said to everyone, “We’re a pair, right?”

Jess burst out laughing. “Yep, you two are a pair all right.”

The room cheered to that, and I had no idea why. Aiden, Noah, and Mason came into the room, too, and soon, we were drinking and chatting while we waited for dinner to be served.

I was sitting on the fancy Victorian couch and sipping non-alcoholic sparkling wine, which I found tasted great, when Michael came to stand in front of me.

Damn, I had forgotten Michael was here. Was it okay for a kid to see a grown boy dressed in women’s clothing?

“You are a girly-boy,” he said. “I’m right.”

I sighed. I just knew he’d bring that up. I said, “I’m only wearing this for Sakura’s painting, you know.”

Michael nodded. “I know.” He took a seat beside me. “Is it fun wearing those?” His cheeks were bright red when he asked me that. He continued, “’Cause Isaac looks like he’s having lots of fun.”

“Well,” I said, “Isaac likes wearing this sort of thing sometimes.”

How did one talk about this sort of sensitive subject to children? I wondered.

Michael said, “If he likes doing that, then he should do it more often, right?”

I nodded. I guessed Michael was pretty grown-up for his age, understanding that every individual was different and respecting their preference. Though he was still young and that might change when he became an adult but...

I ruffled his hair and chuckled. “You’re a good kid, Michael.”

The boy smiled. “I know.” He got up and then went over to the other side of the room to sit by his father Jeff.

Aki must have sensed me alone, because the pup—who had been babysat by Brenna the whole day—came to sit in front of me. I chuckled and picked him up, placing him on my lap. Stroking him, I said, “You’re enjoying yourself, aren’t you?”

He had so much space to run around, after all. Not to mention the fresh air and the love he received by not only Beth and Brenna, but the maids, too.

“We’ve been on a vacation together for four days and we haven’t even had a one-on-one chat,” came a female voice.

I lifted my head to see Elizabeth standing in front of me, a glass of wine in her hand.

“Can I sit?” she asked.

I hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yeah.”

She sat down on the sofa beside me, her eyes on me. “You are very beautiful,” she said, chuckling. “It’s unbelievable. Do you ever regret being born a male instead of a female?”

I widened my eyes in shock at hearing her words. What the fucking hell? This was our first time talking one-on-one and that was the first question she asks me? Seriously?

“No,” I said. “I never thought that.”

“Well,” she said, “Isn’t that great?” She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her lap, her eyes on the glass of wine in her hands. “Your brothers really love you, huh? It makes me jealous seeing that.” She sighed. “I’m an only child, so it’s kind of lonely. Granted, my parents love me. I admit they spoiled me rotten and I have a ton of friends, but sometimes I wonder what would it be like to have siblings.”

“They’re annoying,” I said. “But yeah, it’s great having them.” I looked up to Aiden, Noah, Reo, Mason, and Isaac on the other side of the room.

Aiden was talking to James and Sebastian while Noah was with Nicolas. Reo was with Jess, and they looked real chummy, which pleased me so damn much. Mason was with Connor, Carter, Lucas, and Darcy. Isaac was chatting away with Conrad and Hayden.

Mason flicked his gaze my way while deep in conversation. I noted him looking a little worried. For my sake because Elizabeth was with me, I hoped.

“We went through a lot together,” I said. “So we’re close and I can’t imagine life without them.”

Elizabeth nodded. “And that’s why you can’t let them go.”

I turned my gaze to her, noting her red cheeks and bright eyes. Was she drunk? Which could explain the loose mouth. If so, then I honestly shouldn’t get so worked up that she spoke so harshly to me, but damn, I couldn’t help myself.

“I don’t think me not letting my brothers go is any of your business, Elizabeth,” I said firmly. “Just as you doing whatever with your life has nothing to do with me and is none of my business.”

She stared daggers at me. “You are very beautiful, Haru, but also very, very unpleasant. It boggles me how all your brothers manage to love you so much.” She touched the rim of the wine glass to her lips and then downed the remaining red liquid in one go. Moving close to me, she whispered, “And you don’t even have a pussy.”

Her words not only got me seeing red, but caused my emotions to stir, my heart to race, and my head to spin.

Just what the hell?

I was still hurt and deep in thoughts, Elizabeth’s words echoing in my head, when Sakura came into the room and announced, “Dinner’s ready, everyone.”

“Awesome. I’m starving,” Isaac said, and everyone started moving toward the door.

I didn’t. I just sat there, still stunned as to why Elizabeth would say such mean things to me.

“Haru? You okay?” Mason’s voice came my way.

I lifted my head to look at him, and with as much composure as I could muster, I nodded. “Yeah.”

Leaving Aki in the drawing room with Toby, we followed the others across the hallway and then entered a lavish dining room. In the center stood a long table, which held trays of roast pork, chicken, beef, and a various assortment of roasted vegetables. There was also a side table, too, which contained various bottles of alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks. The Princetons were going all out for us, weren’t they? But it wasn’t like we were anyone important, which just meant they were very nice people.

I took a seat nearer the door and Mason chose one beside me. Once again, there was lots of noise while we ate. There were also lots of compliments on the food, too, which Sakura had prepared earlier with the aid of Jess, Beth, and the maids before our photo sessions, as I found out. It must have taken them all morning while we had been out surfing.

I didn’t pay much attention to the meal or the conversations around me as Elizabeth’s words still affected me. Seriously, I should just let it go, but it was difficult. What did she have against me that led her to be so antagonistic toward me?

I felt Mason’s warm hand touching the side of my face, and I turned my attention to him.

“What’s the matter? You don’t look...well,” he said.

I gave him a small smile. “I’m fine.”

“Haru, if you’re tired and want to go back to the cottage early, tell me; I’ll take you back,” he said.

I shook my head. “I’m fine.” I sighed and turned away from him. “Okay, I’m gonna get me more of that non-alcoholic sparkling wine. It’s nice.” I got up, grabbed my glass, and headed to the side table.

With my back to the crowd at the dining table, I checked out a few of the fancy bottles, noticing they looked similar. Finding the one I wanted, I poured what was inside into my glass and then took a sip as I walked back.

I must admit, it tasted a little different, but that was probably because of the food. I sat down and continued eating, which I found very enjoyable, compared to previously, which was strange. Soon, I finished that glass of non-alcoholic sparkling wine. The room had gotten even more noisy now, with more than a few people getting quite drunk.

I didn’t know when it started, but I realized that I had lost my train of thought as I started to feel very hot and sleepy at the same time. Finding that I couldn’t hold myself back, I leaned toward Mason and said, “Mason, can we go?”

With one look at me, Mason nodded. “Mm-hmm.”

I left the room first to wait for Mason in the hallway, to get away from the loud noise since my head was spinning now. What the heck?

I thought I was about to collapse when Mason appeared. He held up the keys. “Aiden’s car.”

I nodded and was just taking a step when I felt the world spin. I felt Mason’s arm around me, supporting me before I had the chance to collapse to the floor.

With him so close to me, touching me, I felt even more hot, in a different sort of way—the hot, sexy type.

Mason inched his face close and then sniffed at me. “Haru, did you drink some alcohol?”

I shook my head. “No. Why?”

The man chuckled. “I can smell alcohol on your breath.”

I widened my eyes in realization. “Shit!” I must have mistaken that bottle for the non-alcoholic sparkling wine. “It was a mistake, I swear.”

“I know,” he said as he bent his knee and then scooped me up in his arms. “Since you can’t walk properly, I’ll carry you to the car.”

Despite that I didn’t want to be carried like this—princess style—I also didn’t want to look like a drunkard and walk swaying around and falling about, especially not when I was wearing a kimono.

Cheeks hot, I kept my eyes downcast as Mason took me outside to the car. It was much cooler out here, and my hot skin felt nice against the night air.

At the car, Mason put me down, and I leaned back against the vehicle, the world still swaying about. Mason unlocked the doors with a click of the key’s button and then opened the one to the back seat. I eagerly got in, took a seat, and rested back. Mason came to sit beside me, and I asked, “You’re not driving?”

He shook his head. “Aiden will be here soon. You okay waiting for a bit?”

I nodded. Because I couldn’t help myself, I moved closer to him, searching for comfort. Mason chuckled as he wrapped his arms around me. “If you’re tired, sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get back to the cottage.”

I snuggled my face against his chest. “Mm-hmm.” Then I closed my eyes.

It was nice being in Mason’s arms. It felt right. Perfect.

It boggles me how all your brothers manage to love you so much, Elizabeth’s words echoed in my mind. And you don’t even have a pussy.

I tightened my arms around Mason because her words riled me up. Yeah, I was not a female, nor did I have a pussy, but I knew damn well I could satisfy my men, no questions asked.

I fluttered my eyes open and gazed up at Mason.

“You’re not sleeping?” he asked.

I inched toward him until our faces were so close that I could feel the warm of his breath fanning on my skin. Our gazes locked, and without a word, I kissed him on the lips—gently, softly, sweetly.

It felt nice kissing Mason. Beautiful.

I parted my mouth open and inserted my tongue into his. Damn, he tasted great, something sweet and quite intoxicating. Must be the wine he had drunk.

I shifted up eagerly, my hands moving to wrap around his neck, drawing myself closer to him, feeling the hardness of his body against me.

I was having a good time being the dominant one, but sadly, it didn’t last. Just like that, our roles switched, and Mason became more demanding. He drove his tongue into my mouth and began to unleash his passion on me, stroking and ravishing me until I was breathless.

When he terminated our kiss so suddenly, I got disappointed. I wanted more and eagerly searched for his lips again, begging.

His hand cupping my face, stopping me, Mason said, “Aiden and Noah are coming. Be patient, Haru.”

Patient? He wanted me to be patient when my cock was already hard and my butthole was aching for his cock to thrust into me and fill me up? But of course, I knew I had no choice but to be patient because we very well couldn’t make love here in the car parked in front of the Princetons’ house, could we?

I felt myself quivering with need when I heard the car door open, followed by Noah asking, “Is Haru asleep?”

Asleep? Me? Far from it.

Mason said, his voice dark, “We need to go somewhere private.”

I peeled myself from Mason and turned to look at Noah, who was sitting in the front passenger seat. He must have noticed my dark eyes and flushed cheeks because he swore, “Sweet fucking Jesus!”

Next, I shifted my attention to Aiden sitting in the driver’s seat. He reached his hand out and stroked the side of my face fondly. He must have understood the look in my eyes, knew of my needs because he said, “We’ll go to the Princeton Resort and Hotel.” Moving back, he switched on the engine.

I worked on staying calm during the drive, but it was difficult, and I kept snuggling myself against Mason, begging to be touched and kissed. He obliged on the kissing part, just gently and sweetly on my lips, but he wouldn’t touch me, especially my penis, and it was driving me crazy. But of course, he probably knew that if he were to start, we wouldn’t be able to stop.

Both Aiden and Noah were very quiet, and the atmosphere felt more than a little tense and hot, in that erotic way, like you could feel sparks in the air.

We finally arrived at the Princeton Resort and Hotel, and I eagerly got out, finding also that my legs felt weak. Noah came to put his jacket on me, covering the majority of me since it was large. I was thankful for that because there was a slight bulge at my lower region underneath the kimono. Under normal circumstances, I’d be damn embarrassed and would probably die of mortification being this turned on and going about in the public, but not tonight.

Tonight, all I wanted was to be ravished and deeply and furiously fucked by Aiden, Noah, and Mason. Nothing else mattered.

With his arm around my shoulders, Noah and I followed Aiden and Mason to the entrance. At the foyer, I clutched on to Noah, my face buried against his chest as we waited for Aiden to get us a room. I was surprised Noah hadn’t said a word since Aiden started the car. Usually, he’d say something cocky. Was he, too, busy on calming himself down because we were in public?

Aiden was finally done, and he and Mason headed toward the elevator, and we followed. It only took a few moments, but for me, it felt like forever for the door to ding open on the thirty-first floor. I was so ready by then and could feel pre-cum leaking out of my hard penis when Aiden was unlocking the door with a keycard.

The moment we stepped inside, hot anticipation rushed through me—the anticipation of getting my cock sucked off and my butthole being fucked.

It seemed Noah could no longer control himself as he swiftly scooped me up in his arms and carried me across the luxurious room to the king-sized bed on the other side. I held on to him tightly while I eyed Aiden. The man must have sensed me watching him because he looked up and then gave me a dark smile. Behind him, I saw Mason going into the bathroom. To take a shower?

After putting me on the bed, Noah asked, “You want to shower first?”

I shook my head. I didn’t need one right now, since I already had one after the surfing session. Right now, all I needed was to be touched and kissed and licked and...

Fuck, but my body felt so hot and sensitive, and I swear I’d die if neither of them were going to touch me.

With shaky hands, I eagerly undid the sashes about my waist and then loosened the kimono. I wasn’t done taking the thing off when Noah claimed my lips, halting my progress.

He hotly and demandingly kissed me at the same time he worked on pulling down the kimono, allowing my hot skin to feel the cool night air I so desperately needed.

Our lips locked in a scorching kiss while our tongues hungrily stroked and intertwined with each other, mixing our hot breath in an intoxicating desire.

“Mmm...” I groaned, my chest and voice quivering with emotions and needs. My cock felt so hard right now that it was painful. My butthole, too, it was twitching and aching to be plummeted.

Aiden joined us then, taking a spot on my other side, kissing me on the shoulder, his lips warm against my hot skin. I felt his hand caressing my chest, toying on the bud of my nipple and then trailed down until he touched the place between my legs. My bulge reacted to his touches over the kimono, and I wanted more as I groaned deep in my throat.

Aiden must have sensed my desire, my needs, because he parted the kimono skirt and slipped his hand in, touching me down there, feeling my hardness.

Fuck, it felt like heaven, being touched there by Aiden. Then he pulled down my underwear, and I felt my hard cock excitedly spring out from being imprisoned. The man kissed me on the lips at the same time he stroked and rubbed me, feeling my length in his hand.

Noah terminated our kiss and then made me lie back on the bed, which I readily obliged. The soft sound of the kimono material rustling as I was being kissed and then caressed was loud in my ears, and somehow, it felt erotic, which only worked to turned me on even more.

Noah resumed his progress, now paying his attention on my nipple, popping one into his mouth and beginning to tease and then suck it.

Fuck... It felt so good... So beautiful...

“Ngh...” I groaned softly.