"Don't be late." Zeppelynn smirks, her hand passing dangerously close to his crotch as she pulls Wren towards the directions of the stairs. 
                          
*** 
                          
Calum manages to slip up the stairs just a couple minutes after he'd seen the girls do so, pushing open the door to the extra bedroom with ease and slipping inside before locking it behind him. 
                          
His presence still unknown to the two woman on the bed. Zeppelynn sat against the headboard with Wren straddling her lap. 
                          
"Wasn't I supposed to be getting kissed at some point too." He announced his presence with a deep chuckle. 
                          
Zeppelynn breaks the kiss, shifting Wren off her lap as Calum approaches the bed. Rotating up onto her knees and crawling towards him. 
                          
"Stop being a whiny bitch and join in then." She smirks, her fingers dancing over his chest as he reaches her. Her small hands pulling his neck forward until her lips are pressed to his, tongue immediately dancing over his mouth begging for entrance. 
                          
"Mmmhhhh." Zeppelynn moans in a way that seems extreme for the level of kiss they are sharing so far, his eyes flitting open enough to see Wren has joined in, her lips against the top of Zeppelynn's shoulder, dancing along the skin in a way Calum wants his own lips to. 
                          
Tearing his lips from hers he drags them along her jaw, her skins taste addictive pulling him into her more and more until his face bumps another, and then his lips are against Wren's, tangled with a new flavor a new experience, and the combination of the girls flavors on his tongue is exhilarating. 
                          
Small fingers, he isn't sure who's, dancing over the buttons of his shirt until it's open and being shoved from his arms. Zeppelynn's dragging him into the bed to fall against his back. 
                          
"Birthday heaven." He groans as he looks up to see two beautiful woman's lust filled eyes watching him. 
                          
"Enjoy the view." Zeppelynn smirks before straddling herself across his stomach and pulling Wren in for a kiss, rocking her hips lightly against him as her tongue dances down the other girls throat. 
                          
"My turn." He demands gruffly, pulling Zeppelynn away from Wren and down to kiss him harshly, their tongues dancing against each other's again, her hands scratching down his chest as his tug at her hair. 
                          
A groan escaping the back of his throat as Wren straddles his hips just behind Zeppelynn, rocking against his hardening erection. 
                          
Zeppelynn breaking their kiss with a gasp as she shoots up, leaning back into Wren who had managed to undo the clips holding Zeppelynn's top up. 
                          
Calum's mouth going dry as Zeppelynn sits topless across him, Wren's fingers twisting and massaging her nipples and Z swears under her breath. 
                          
Sitting himself forward he eases himself from under the girls who seem to be lost in their own little world. Rotating himself onto his hands and knees he moves closer, planning to re-engage himself in the happenings. Finding an open spot on Zeppelynn's neck and attaching his lips to it, sucking harshly on her sweet skin and biting down to mark her sharply. 
                          
"Oh fuck." She calls out, her hands moving to yank at his bleached curls. 
                          
Reaching down he pops the buttons of her black jeans, forcing the girls to break apart as he pushes her back against the pillow and peels the jeans from her body slowly. Leaving her nearly bare in front of them. Only a thin pair of black silk keeping her core covered. 
                          
"You're both beautiful and I'm the only one that's naked." She smirks, "that's gotta change." 
                          
Pushing herself up she moves towards him first, her hands easily undoing his belt and removing it before she begins to palm him through his slacks, never losing eye contact as he hardens obviously under her hand. After a minute she pops the button and he is forced to move enough to remove his shoes and pants.