Zack knew exactly how I loved to be woken up. With a deep kiss, he wrapped his arms around me and nestled inside me until his hips were making incredible grinding motions that sent me to the heavens. His tongue played with mine as his strong hands gripped me and I’d totally forgotten about the hunky singer asleep next to us.

“That’s a sight I don’t mind waking up to.”

Our kiss broke as I looked over at Matt. The guitarist buried his face in my neck with a light moan as his thrusts deepened. I was a little sore, but not about to stop him.

“I’m afraid I’m gonna pull a Matt this morning, baby…” He groaned as Matt rolled his eyes. I lifted my knees and wrapped my legs around him so he could get deeper. When Shadz reached under the covers to touch himself, I grabbed his hand.

“Don’t.”

He smirked, curious where I was going, and obeyed. My eyelashes fluttered as Zacky and I finished together quietly. Matt grinned when he figured he’d get to step up. As Zack slid out of the way, I pushed Matt onto his back and slid down his powerful body.

“Vi, christ…” Matt hiccuped on a breath when I took him into my mouth. I ran my hands over his twitching muscles before wrapping a hand around his rigid thickness, creating a rhythm with my hand and lips. His beautiful sex sounds escalated and I pulled off, climbing over him. Matt instinctively reached for his cock, trying to finish what I’d started.

I grabbed each of his wrists and pushed them into the pillows on either side of him. This caused his eyes to barely open, his jaw clenched in desperation as he fought it.

“Don’t come, Matt. You can do it. Fight it.”

He whimpered low in his throat and I almost came from how sexy the sound was. His cock jumped, seeping more precum, but he held back. I gave him a moment for his heart rate to decrease slightly before I let go of his wrists and kissed him. When his lips opened, I felt his large hands on me, soothing down my back to cup my ass.

“I don’t know that I’ve ever been able to do that, Vi…” Matt laid back and grinned, his dimples shining bright, “Please tell me I can come soon, though.”

If Zack let me, I was going to tease him the rest of the day as well, but I’d let him come first. I only had so much restraint after all, “That depends.” I shrugged and moved until I was in Zack’s lap, his green eyes sparkling, “Baby, you mind if I teach Matty here how to finally last longer than a teenager after all these years?”

Vengeance gave a blushy laugh that I was ribbing the singer and couldn’t help but agree, “Uh, yeah. I gotta see this.”



When he agreed, I climbed back into Matt’s lap with a condom. He sat back and watched as I put it on him and took him inside me. Instead of riding him, though, I sat fully on him and caught his hazel gaze, my hands on his chest.



“I’ll tutor you on one condition.”
“And what’s that.”
“You only come when I say. I’ll know if you jerk off when we’re not together. I will find you several times a day to tease you, but you are not to come unless commanded. Three strikes and you’re out.”
Matt grinned like a shark, “Okay, Vi. I accept your terms.”
I moved my hips only a little and his lashes fluttered, “Since you held back earlier, I’ll let you come this once as fast as you want.”

He bit his lip with a groan, and he twitched. Wow, that was fast. When I giggled at him, he sighed with satisfaction and rolled me under him, “Hey, I’ll show you just why I’ve gotten away with it all these years.”

***

We arrived at the show site a little early and enjoyed breakfast on the ground instead of on the bus, albeit at somewhere around noon. Brooks found me when the others weren’t around.

“The crew is setting up right now. I could teach you a couple of things if you want,” He smiled.
My heart skipped a beat. Oh, geezus. I was not a good enough drummer for this, but who passes up a chance to learn from Thunderskin? I nodded and followed him.

**Zacky’s POV**

I sighed watching her. It really was too bad she didn’t get to practice more often, she was getting pretty good. No doubt she could hold down a mediocre cover band if she wanted, and grow from there. When I got home, I’d find a way to help her out. Right now, though, she was getting schooled from the best. Once she was comfortable learning from him, her face lit up. Anyone could tell she was a drummer at heart--she put everything she had into it.

If the recognizable photographer hadn’t been perfectly placed in my line of sight watching her, I’d probably never have noticed him. But there he was--a tabloid guy that I’d seen plenty of times over the last few years--attempting to hide...as he snapped pictures of them. Oh, shit.

Fortunately, Joey was roaming the entryway to the stage. I rushed to him, “Recognize that lens over there?”
It took him about two seconds, “Son of a bitch.”

*

When Violet was done, I couldn’t bring myself to damper her high so I gave her a little bit. She had seriously come alive--her eyes all sparkly, a huge smile on her face, her shoulders back. After sound check was over, I pulled her and Brooks aside.

“Just thought I’d let you guys know there was a trash photographer snapping you two earlier.”
“Us?” Violet raised a brow.
The drummer’s brow furrowed, “How’d he get in? They’re not supposed to be here.”
“He got in somehow. I know you don’t care, baby, but tomorrow they’ll most likely be suggesting you two are fucking. Or that you’re fucking all of us.”

She just shrugged, and Brooks folded his arms. Being the guy that he was, he wasn’t used to being caught up in tabloid headlines. Which was hilarious to the rest of us, since he probably had the most trash worthy sex life until I'd recently taken that throne. But in the end, he just shrugged and walked off.

Violet had dealt with a couple days worth of trash talk from fans, but those were always accompanied with fans also worshiping her at the same time. I knew she wanted me--and everyone else--to believe this wouldn’t get to her, but I had to wonder how she’d deal if this got more out of control. It could be no thing and blow over, or it could escalate--we had no idea until tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, I was caught in thought.

“Does this bother you, Zack?” Her face fell as she stepped a little closer.
“What? No, I’m just….looking out for you.” Nope, that wasn’t going to fly.

She crossed her arms, but toned down her voice, “You know I don’t need looking after, Vengeance. Don’t do the alpha act, you know I can’t stand it.”

“No? Is that why you signed up to fuck one several times a day for what, the rest of tour?” I quipped before I could think better of it. Me and my goddamned mouth.

She didn’t even lash back--just gave me the stare of all death stares and stormed off. Yeah, I’d be paying for that one.

**Vi’s POV**

Apparently, I was taking out my frustration with Zack on Matt’s cock. I’d found him on the bus and yanked him into the bathroom. Once he was rubbered up, I bent over the toilet and fucked myself back on him. I let the incredible feeling of his thickness filling me wash away the ire, before the beautiful waves of pure bliss came crashing over me. Fortunately, I arrived before he did.

Shadows’ fingers clutched back at the wall as his chest heaved, “Fucking hell, Vi...I...don’t think I can do this…”
I tucked him back in his jeans, “Yes, you can, Matt. Breathe. Just think of how surprised Val will be when you get home. Even after I’m not on tour anymore, you can still practice with your hand.” I winked.
He laughed heartily, blushing a little, “So...I don’t get to come? Until when?”
“You’ll see.”
I was only going to make him wait until after the show, but he didn't have to know that. I patted his cute ass out the door as he protested.

I hated being mad at Zack. At anyone, really. Life was too short to be angry. But how he was acting about both the situation with Matt and the press we were about to get, bothered me. It wasn’t so much his comment--although that wasn’t wonderful--as he wasn’t being completely honest with me.

I made myself scarce, but he eventually found me and pulled me aside--his apology written all over his sweet face.



“I’m sorry that came out so harsh, Vi. I swear I really don’t care if you fool around with Shadz,” He giggled lightly, “It’s just too funny why you’re doing it, there’s no way I could be anything but entertained. Anyway, as long as you’re okay with whatever that paper says tomorrow, you know I don’t care either.”

“You swear it doesn’t bother you?”

“I swear,” He kissed my cheek, “I have to go warm up. We’ll talk more later.”

*
It was a good thing he’d apologized, ‘cause there was absolutely no way I would’ve been able to stay mad at the sexy rhythm guitarist. The way his hair on one side fell in his face was so gorgeous, as was everything he did on stage.



After the show we were getting a little handsy at a hotel after party when Zack growled in my ear, “There’s a totally hot brunette over there who’s very clearly checking you out.” When I looked up into his eyes, he grinned, “Just sayin’.”

“I thought you wanted to talk later?” I teased.
“Yeah. Way later. C’mon.”

I followed his lead and we both walked over to her and her small group of friends. Zack looked right at her and put his arm around my shoulders, “Can we buy you a drink?”

The friends giggled as the brunette eyed Zack, “Sure.”

We walked up to the bar and a second later, this girl had pressed her chest to my back--securing me between her and the bar with her arms, her voice low in my ear, “Name’s Angel. How ‘bout we make it a shot so we can get outta here?”

My skin tingled and my heart raced with the thrill of something new. Zacky blushy-laughed as he hurriedly motioned to the bartender to get us three shots. Moments later they had been drunk and we were headed out, so obviously that we may as well have had neon signs saying “fucking happening this way” with an arrow.

Her pretty blue eyes were so light they had a creepiness about them that was accented by her black eyeliner. And the way they were so trained on me? Shivers. Zack led us into the room and patiently hung back as she led me to bed.

Angel took my face in her hands and kissed me senseless, lighting my nerves on fire and reminding me how much I missed women. Normally with women I took the upper hand, but this totally alpha female just turned me into a whimpering mess. Especially once she had my top off and a nipple in her mouth. She was pushy and dominant and I loved it. My jeans disappeared and two fingers were driving me wild when she grabbed my jaw.

“Beg for what you want.” Holy fuck. Need raced through me as I mewled pathetically.
“Lick me, oh god lick me please.”

She grinned sharkishly down at me, still fully dressed, “Good girl. You have protection? Your reputation precedes you, Violet.”

The look she gave me I think was supposed to be seductive, but I was definitely not seduced. Before I could react, though, she was being hauled off me and towards the door by my very upset boyfriend.

“Watch your mouth, Angel. You’re the one who just went into a hotel room with two completely strangers to get laid. Get the fuck out.” And he tossed her.

My mouth was still agape when he hurried back to me, taking me in his arms and kissing away any feelings I may have had on what just happened. I had to admit, it bothered me. Not a lot, but a little. It seemed to really bother Zack, though. But that made sense, someone else speaking about his girlfriend like she not only got around, but had diseases.

Him defending me though? Yeah, totally hot.

I kissed him back hungrily, wrapping my entire body around his so I could flip him under me. I need him right the fuck now. That wide grin covered his cherub cheeks as I ripped his pants off. The cute smile fell off his face as I took his cock inside me, immediately riding myself to orgasm a minute later.

“Holy christ, Vi…” Zacky breathed out, taking off his shirt now that he had the chance. He sat up, putting his arms around me as I stilled my hips with a satisfied smile, “I guess I should defend your honor more often…” The guitarist bit playfully at my neck.

I began to grind my hips against his, gripping at the back of his mohawk when he groaned sexily. Zack dropped back onto his elbows, his head falling back when I rode him harder. Hooking my hands onto his shoulders, I went deeper and faster until he was making awesome coming faces.

“Baby…” He moaned as he twitched under me and I grinned, enjoying my prize. Before he could make a move, I turned around, sinking down his length again in reverse cowgirl. Now completely on his back, Zack grabbed my ass with both hands, holding on as I let go. As I approached one hell of a climax, Vengeance slid a finger in my ass and I was done. Back going completely rigid, my hips stopped as I squirted onto the sheets.

“Oh, fuck, baby--shit--” Zacky clearly wasn’t expecting that and came fast with me, spanking me hard as his ropes hit. He didn’t give me any recovery time, and had me on my back and knees to chest in a single flurry of movement.

I cried out, oversensitive as he drove hard and fast into me. He kept going, green eyes flashing under heavy eyelids as he watched me get plowed. Soon I was moaning and begging for more, though, and just barely came in time. After I bared down in orgasm, Zack pulled out--yanking me forward by the back of the neck so he could come all over the front of it.

We both hit the sheets, fighting for oxygen. Hot, hard, and fast. Damn.

Vengeance threw an arm over his eyes, “I don’t think I’ve ever come that many times that fast. Fuuuuuck.”

“Mmmmmhmmm….” I just mumbled, words escaping me at the moment. My phone buzzed and I sighed, making myself get up, clean myself off, and see who had texted me.

My room is right next to yours. Whenever you’re done, I have quite a situation here.

I scoffed out a laugh and dug around for some sleeping clothes.
“Baby?” Zack finally stirred, turning onto his side towards me, “I think I deserve some cuddles after that performance. You going somewhere?”

“Your performance?” I gave the sexy thing on the bed a sideways smile, “Pretty sure that was mostly my performance, thank you. I’ll be right back, I gotta go tutor Matt.”
Zacky just chortled and laid back again, “You kids have fun…”

I knocked on his door and was immediately jerked into the room by my shirt. I could tell he wanted to be rough with me but was holding everything back--the tension obvious in his shoulders and eyes.

“I’m about to explode in my pants, Vi. Please tell me I can come now, I’ve been listening to you two fuck for the last fifteen minutes.” He growled.

Ignoring his impatience, I led him over to the big chair on the other side of the bed and sat in his lap once he was in it. I was dying to see his own cum all over that chest piece.

Pulling off his shirt, I covered his lips with mine as he pulled me closer by my ass. Digging in his pocket for a condom, he pulled away to kiss my neck, “Please let me come in that sweet pussy and I’ll eat you out as long as you can stand it.”

I giggled and put the protection back in his pocket, “Not this time, Shadz. Sorry.”
Before he could even complain, though, I released his cock from his pants. Matt leaned his head back and gripped the armrests, groaning in that deep baritone. I wasn’t even touching him yet.

“I’ll let you come only after you last five strokes of my hand. That’s all you have to do, okay?”

He bit that plush bottom lip and nodded, staring down at his cock to watch when I started.
The moment I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, Matt winced and twitched, “Vi, I can’t do this, just let me come--”
“Yes you can, Matt.” One. Two. Slowly. “Grip the chair, think about baseball or whatever.”

A high, squeaky sound left his throat and all his upper body muscles flexed. My own thoughts scattered as he came on my third stroke. His jaw ticked as his milky white fluid decorated his colorful pecs. Damn, that was beautiful.

“Strike one.” I grinned, leaning over to nip at his earlobe.

Matt shuddered and then let out that husky laugh, “Worth it.”

“See you in the morning, Dimples.” And I left him there, huge body sprawled out in a chair and a dorky smile on his handsome face.

**Zack’s POV**

I got a pretty good laugh out of hearing the two next door. Shadz lasted all of about five seconds before he succumbed to my girlfriend’s hand. Not that I could say much at the moment. Man, for whatever reason I’d been the Flash tonight and had to rely on my multiples to satisfy her. Fortunately this was a rare occurrence.

A minute later, she was back in my arms, the smell of my cum still on her neck and chest. That was when I, out of nowhere, imagined Matt coming on her neck and chest--some random time after they’d been together. It rattled me a little, but I waived it off. Who would enjoy a picture like that?

I just held her closer, more than happy it wound up being just us instead of us and another woman. Now that was an odd thought, I chuckled to myself.

“Now about way earlier tonight,” I held her close so she couldn’t get away, “Are we okay? I was really out of line with that comment.”
Violet turned onto her back to dreamily look up at me, playing with my hair, “We’re fine, baby.”

I loved her like this, all close and naked--both physically and emotionally--looking at me like she needed me. I attempted to word my following question as carefully as possible, “If you don’t...like the whole alpha act, why is it different when I stood up for you earlier?” I kept my voice empty of any accusation, as it was an honest question. Her eyes flashed with warning, but she didn’t get angry.

“Zack, it’s only natural for a woman to be attracted to certain alpha qualities. And there’s a place and time for that shit. What I’m not into is a man who thinks I can’t take care of myself, that I need him to do those things for me. You didn’t throw that woman out because you thought I wouldn’t. You did however, second guess my ability to think for myself and how I’d handle the tabloids after I’d already told you I’d be fine.”

Well, that shut me up. “Oh.”

“I’m starting to think you care what they say about me,” Violet eyed me carefully and I actually got worried.
“Absolutely not, baby,” I kissed her temple, “You’re right. I should know better than to think you would care, especially after the show you put on that first day,” I smirked, remembering the attitude she exuded through that first crowd. My cock stirred from that single thought. I lifted the sheet as my smirk deepened, “Uh oh. Will you look at that. Your zero fucks given has made me hard as a fucking rock again.”

My girlfriend just smirked right back and slunk under the sheet I held up, “Not for long.” Guh. She was the best.

***

Notes

WHEN ZACKY ASKS YOU FOR CUDDLES YOU DON'T JUST WALK AWAY, VI!!!

And this is the saucy look he gives her at the very end as he lifts the sheet:

*trips over her own feet whilst staring and drooling*