Lustful Hearts

"Are you okay, Iz?" I almost cried hearing Elijah's voice. He quickly marched over, his eyes flashing between Joel and Ryan before resting on mine. "Elijah, get Ryan out of here before Joel tears him limb from limb."

Ryan snorted. "Yeah, I'd like to see him try." He banged down his bottle onto the ledge like he was clearly gearing up for a fight.

Joel lunged forward, knocking me out of the way. I staggered a few steps, quickly regaining my balance. "Don't fucking push me, mate," Joel snarled.

I grabbed Joel's arm, but he pushed me out of the way, squaring up to him, both staring each other down.

His shove was enough to make me lose balance, and I fell back awkwardly landing on my leg. I let out a scream. The leg was already fragile from the accident. Joel's eyes instantly shot to me. "Fuck, Iz, are you okay?"

Elijah quickly ran over to help me stand back up as I attempted to straighten out my leg. I winced in agony when I tried to move it. "Sweetie, come to my room, I need to look at it.

"I'll come to," Joel insisted, attempting to put his arm around me. To claim me again, but I'd had more than enough of his possessive behaviour tonight.

"Don't bother," I snapped. Joel's eyes flashed with a look of hurt, but I was too angry to care.

"Iz, please..." he pleaded.

"No, you carry on with your little brawl, that's far more important."

Ryan attempted a half smile but the look of disgust I shot him soon turned into a frown.

"And you, grow the fuck up. You know nothing about us so don't pretend like you do. There's never been anything between us, so stop acting like there is." "Izzy, just listen..." Ryan pleaded.

"No, I've had enough of the pair of you, just leave me alone, both of you."

"Izzy, please," Joel shouted as Elijah guided me out of the room while everyone looked on in amusement.

Just great!

Pain shot through my leg and I grunted, walking the last few steps before dropping down onto the bed.

Elijah pulled out a T-shirt and I slipped it on, peeling off the costume, to cover my modesty. His hands nimbly worked my leg.

He'd helped with my physio exercises after the accident, so he knew the various ones I had to do. After a few minutes the pain eased, and I let out a sigh. Elijah lay down beside me, stroking my hair back. "Do you want to tell me what happened out there?"

"What the pissing contest?" We both laughed together.

"You mean the my dick's bigger than yours contest."

"Joel would win that," I said without hesitation.

Shit! Did I just say that out loud?

Elijah's smile spread wider "And how would you know, I thought you and Ryan were just friends?"

I covered my face groaning. Were we really having this conversation right now? "We are, and I've never seen it, but Joel's well... he's..."

"Hung like a donkey?" Elijah added.

"Elijah." I batted him on the arm as he threw his head back laughing.

"He's just well hung." I didn't care to elaborate further even though I knew Elijah was hoping I would.

"Lucky bitch, that's why he'll always be number one on my list."

"Elijah, you need to tone that down, you're kind of scaring him, he thinks you're going to pounce at any minute."

"I wish."

I smacked him again, and he flashed me that cheeky grin that always won me over. "Elijah, please." I turned to face him so we were barely inches apart.

"Okay, Iz, I'll take it down a notch just for you." He pressed his lips up against my forehead as I snuggled up against his chest.

We lay like that for a while before a knock at the door brought us back to reality. Joel popped his head through the door. "Iz, can I come in?" he almost pleaded.

I felt my body melt at his words, I knew I couldn't stay mad at him for long, but I wasn't about to give in that easy.

"Fine, come in." My voice was cold, and Elijah looked at me to check I'd made the right choice. I nodded, and he kissed my hair.

He got up, quickly checking his outfit in the mirror, straightening his wig before leaving the room.

Joel hesitantly walked in, sitting down at the end of the bed. "How's the leg?" he whispered.

"Fine now, no thanks to you."

His face dropped at my harsh words. "I'm sorry, Iz, I just saw red-"

"Yeah, I was there, you don't have to paint me a picture."

"But Ryan-"

"You didn't have to take the bait, Joel. He was winding you up to get a rise out of you. If I wanted to be with Ryan then I would be."

His eyes dropped down to the floor. "Do you still want to be with me?"

He annoyed me by even asking, but the pained look he held thawed out the last of the frostiness from my veins.

"I'll always want you," I whispered.

I always would.

His head snapped up. 'Really?" he asked again uncertain.

Give me strength.

I opened up my arms. "Come here and let me show you how much I need you."

He scrambled up the bed until his lips pressed against mine. I gasped feeling his tongue flick along my bottom lip, as I opened to allow him to go deeper. "Izzy," he whispered between each kiss.

"I'll always want you, Joel," I moaned. "Just you." We sunk down onto the bed continuing to kiss, touch and taste each other.

Joel was busy sucking that sweet spot beneath my ear when the door cranked open. Elijah's amused face peered through. "Well, I see things are back to normal then."

Joel chuckled against my skin as my cheeks flushed.

"You could say that."

"Let me know if you ever want a threesome, I'm definitely game." Joel stiffened beside me. He knew he would be the main target, and I shot a look of annoyance towards Elijah. "Elijah-What did I just say?"

He held his hands up in mock surrender. "I know, my bad. Joel, you're safe around me I promise, I just love to see that hot body squirm." "Elijah..." I warned.

"I know. I'm going." He flashed me a smile and a wink before closing the door behind him.

"He is just..."

"Relentless, I know. Hey, help me back into this suit. I'm ready to go home."

Joel shot up from the bed, looking more than pleased to be guiding me back into the tight little number.

His fingers slowly caressed against my cheek, but his eyes held a look of concern. "Are you tired, baby? I can run you a bath when we get in."

"Oh hell no, you owe me amazing wall sex," I blurted out, not at all ashamed by my little commanding act that was now resurfacing.

Joel's face split in two. "But I thought..." His eyes dropped down to my leg, a look of concern quickly crossing his face.

I grabbed his chin, lifting it back up to look into my eyes. "And after this evening's performance I think you have a lot of making up to do." "Well, I'm sure I can certainly do that."

"You sure you have the stamina?" I teased, but who was I kidding? He was like a machine at times, I seriously couldn't keep up.

He lifted me clean off the floor, my legs wrapped around his waist with his face barely inches from mine. "I'm sure I can keep up, how about you?"

My nose nudged against his. "Oh I could last all night." I felt him twitch at my words. "Outfit on or off?"

"On," he growled.

Oh, this would definitely be a night to remember.