Chapter 46

Miguel's POV

My cheeks grew too hot to be possible in embarrassment at the notion of him hearing all I did while on Dreamland.

Who knows what he thinks of me now be knows am a perverted person; he must think ill of me.

How do I face him after all he've witnessed; how could I have lost focus on things?

This a disgrace of the highest order.

I better look for ways to disappear before he comes out from the bathroom.

His brothers will hear of it the moment I leave.

With his brothers knowing, it won't take the entire school long to hear of my embarrassed moment.

I looked down at the clothing I was putting on; the underwear am putting on was soaked to the brim.

The material clinging to my body like a second skin.

I know what that thing could have been, and equally what could have caused it.

The dream must have leant a long solid hand in the issue concerning the discharge on me.

Seeing how I looked reminded me of my looks when Mond walked in on me in the morning on the day he was killed.

If I can recall quite accurately, I was also dreaming of the brothers on that day.

the same way I dreamt of Damien and the hot scorching kiss he gave me.

Thinking on that made my toes curl in anticipation of a thing we didn't get to experience.

If not for Donald disturbing my sleep, I would have had a time with both dream Donald and dream Daniel.

If the kiss was an indication of how our second dream time will be, then it would have been the best so far.

The entire sensation I blame on the close proximity I have with them， sleeping on the same bed as they did must awoken my best erotic demon who decided to come out and play.

A play he didn't get to finish.

One that was interrupted by one of our object of fantasy, the same who have locked himself in the bathroom, without any indication of coming out any moment from now.

I would have stood up if not for the condition my clothes in.

it's not something to be proud of, it was rather shameful dreaming of not only a person,but three of them.

If people are to know my thoughts,they will think me perverted for thinking of the three that way, to me it would have been perverted if not for my obvious want of their touch on my body; my body craves it like no man's business.

I don't think it's love. it might be lust based on how taboo the relationship will be, no only am I dating a fellow male, but am sleeping with three of them.

Others will understand if am to date one, but when I talk of dating the three, and spending some couple the with them in the bedroom, people will condemn I  and  my greedy perverted self.

I tried to stand, it's better I dispose of this problem before the other brothers comes in.

If I can recall clearly, I only saw Donald when I woke up, that will mean the others are out there, it will only be a moment or two before they_

The door opened, and a grinning Damien walked in.

"Rise and shine, the sun is up."  I heard Damien the moment he fully walked into the room, his smile so contagious I would have smiled with him if not for the awkward position am in.

Partially standing up, my short in full display to the male standing with his mouth agape.

Sniffing the air, his eyes turned yellow it was almost golden, 

what the hell?

I thought as I looked at his eyes.

I shook my head at that, must be the light that will explain the odd color.

His face was as pale as that of a person who saw a ghost.

"what did you just do Miguel?"

I looked confused at him, what's he talking about?

why is he looking like one who've seen a ghost.

Distracted as I was with trying to deduce the reason for his odd eye color, I forgot to cover my embarrassed self.

I don't regret the dream I had, but I regret the bad timing.

if only my perverted self have recalled where we were at the moment, I wouldn't be in this embarrassing predicament am in now.

He stalked closer, his eyes getting brighter as he advanced.

The moment he was a few steps from me, I lost all coherent thoughts as my nose was evaded with his sweet spicy smell, it was too intoxicating for my poor self.

"What....what are you doing?" I asked as he walked closer the more to me, he was too close to kiss of I lean more closer to him.

Irrespective of how nervous I sounded,I was actually feeling giddy inwardly, my inner self and heart are dancing a slow ballet dance. 

A dance they want us( that's Damien and I) to join in, a dance I will gladly join if he will agree to partner with me.

"You don't tease a mate and expect him not to give you what you're unknowingly asking for," he leaned closer the more.

"I will give you what your body and mind craves," he leaned in for a kiss.

I closed my eyes in expectation, hoping against all hope for a kiss that never came.

i opened my eyes to see Donald untop Damien, he was restraining Damien who was struggling for a release.

"What do you think you're doing?" I rushed towards them.

Donald looked up at me, giving me an unreadable look his eyes glued to the spot on my short( I tied the long polo I was wearing when I thought to clean it up before Damien walked in on me, and a drama ensured)

"leave here this instant before you regret coming here." He ssis as he tightly held.on to a struggling Damien.