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Isa sleeps alone typically, so I have a feeling she doesn’t even realize it. Gael climbs in next to her, laying down with his arm around us both.

“Close your eyes, love. We’ve got you,” he promises.

Isa yawns with her head on my shoulder, making me smile. I don't mind being her human pillow if it helps her sleep. Her weight changes as she drifts off, and I follow her soon after. Isa’s skin is warm and soft, her breasts molding easily against my body. God, I know she’s unsure about living here, but I hope she changes her mind. I’m already falling hard, and I know Gael is too.

Don’t break our hearts, beautiful.

Chapter Thirteen

ISABELA

Iwake up feeling really warm, with my head on a boob, and something that feels suspiciously like a cock against my ass. I also have to pee.

“Why are you wiggling so much?” Gael asks. His trimmed beard tickles my shoulder blades as he drags his cheek along my skin.

“I have to pee,” I admit. “It’s all the water I’ve been drinking.”

“Since watersports isn’t one of my kinks, I guess I’ll let you go,” Gael sighs, kissing my shoulder.

“Oh my God, really?!” I squeal, sitting up and scooching off the bed. Gael’s deep chuckle is all I hear as I power walk to the connected bathroom.

I am not someone who can pee with an open door, so I flick on the light before closing it. Sighing in relief, I rush to the toilet and do my business, moaning in happiness. God, all of that water is going to make me sound like a porn star every time I have to pee.

Cleaning up, I stare at myself in the mirror as I finish washing my hands. I have no idea what time it is, but I feel kind of gross. There’s an unopened toothbrush and toothpaste by the sink, so I use them to brush my teeth, feeling mildly more normal once I’m done.

Rinsing my mouth once more, I spit and dry my face with a small sigh. Opening the door, I see Aria is laying against the pillows, waiting for me, while Gael is gone.

“It’s late,” she says with a small smile. “We all napped hard, and it’s ten at night now.”

“Woah, I guess I was really tired,” I admit. “I think I kind of want a shower. I feel hot and sweaty.”

“Okay,” she says, getting out of the bed. “Here’s a towel. There’s also shampoo, conditioner, face and body wash, and all of the things in here. I keep this bathroom well stocked. I don’t know why, it’s not like we ever have guests.”

Aria gives a cute little shrug as she bustles around in the bathroom, putting out the pretty teal towel and even turning on the shower.

“Good, you found the toothbrush too,” she says with a nod. “Let me help you.”

I can’t help but stand in shock as she pulls my shirt up and over my head. There’s nothing mildly sexual about it, which is funny. Aria can be like Gael in some ways, because she’s a force of nature.

Dropping to her knees, she kisses my stomach gently as she looks up at me. “Bra too, silly,” she teases me as her fingers push down my leggings.

My lips part in a slight pant even as I reach behind my back to unhook my bra. I allow it to slip down my arms and fall to the ground, while I stand topless in front of her.

“So damn pretty,” she says softly. I don’t even think she meant to say this before she’s removing my panties too.

I’m standing naked in front of her now, and Aria stares at me in awe. “I meant to just help you, and now I’m thinking really dirty thoughts,” she teases me.

There’s a low pressure building in my body as I enjoy her gaze, and I press my thighs together as my heart starts to pound. Feeling a bit bold, I hold my hand out to her. “Join me in the shower?” I ask.

Aria takes my hand as she stands, biting her lip. “I should tell you no, but I can’t,” she confesses. This isn’t our first time bathing together, but last night felt as if we lived in a bubble. Now in the glare of the real world, I don’t know how to act. Pulling off her clothes, she tugs me into the shower with her.

The water comes down in a gentle waterfall, the droplets clinging to Aria’s breasts. Flushing, I remember how comfortable I was sleeping on them. I thought it would be weird falling asleep with the two of them, but I just felt safe.

“What are you thinking about?” she asks with a chuckle. Aria tugs the hair tie out of my hair, letting it tumble down my back. Pouring some shampoo into her hand, she shifts me a bit out of the water, so she can wash my hair.

“Mmm, I could get used to this,” I murmur as she massages my scalp. “I was thinking about how I used your body as a human pillow. I guess it was an odd thought.”

“What other ‘odd’ thoughts are you having, baby?” she asks. Her lips ghost over my skin as she digs her fingers gently into my scalp. The heat of her skin as she presses her body against mine makes me tremble, despite the warm water raining down next to us.

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