Jong-hyun slid a finger inside of me, pumping quickly while he stroked himself.
Jong-min reached behind me and slid one of his fingers inside as well and they moved at opposite times in and out of me.
I hadn’t experienced anything like it before and screamed their names as I orgasmed again and again.
Jong-hyun grunted and bit into my thigh as he found his release.
We stayed in those positions, panting for a bit before they stepped back and smiled matching smiles at me.
“Wow,” was all I could say.
“Let’s wash you now,” Jong-min said. “And then we will take you to dinner.”
“Who are you and what have you done with my grumpy cat?” I teased Jong-min.
His expression turned serious and he cupped my face with one hand. “You are all that I want in this world, flower. I may be a grumpy jerk at times, but I want to ensure you know that this, this is what I want.”
Jong-hyun rubbed a soap bar over my chest and nodded. “Your happiness is what we value most in this world. We want to ensure we make you happy.”
“Oh, I’m very happy right now,” I said with a smile. “Though, I’m not sure if my legs will work.”
“You just stand there and look pretty while we wash you,” Jong-min ordered. “Then we will take you to get nutrients so your legs will work again, and we can try some new things on our bed instead of in the shower.”
“Yes, sir,” I breathed, already ready for round two.
He clucked his tongue at me. “Later, flower. No need to be so greedy. You have us for eternity.”
“Can’t blame me for wanting dessert first,” I said.
He smiled, one of those rare big smiles, and said, “Thank you for the compliment.”
17
The guys ended up in the finals together, which I found extremely entertaining. I sat at the bar again to watch their final match and sipped on a mai tai.
“There you are!” Lana exclaimed as she and Tiffany entered the bar area.
“Hello, again,” I said, and smiled at them.
“Oh, your dress is gorgeous,” Tiffany complimented.
I’d decided I wanted to dress nice since it was the final game and there was a chance that one of them would win. The dress I’d brought wasn’t flashy enough, so Jong-min and Jong-hyun had taken me dress shopping yesterday. Thankfully, this area was big on flashy clothes and it was easy to find a stunning dress. It was low cut, hugged my shape, and sparkled under the lights.
“Thank you,” I replied. “I thought I should dress up for the final game.” I still wore flip flops, but the dress was long enough no one would see them.
Lana and Tiffany sat on either side of me and ordered drinks.
“I see your twins made it to the final,” Lana said.
“Actually, four of the nine players are my boyfriends,” I corrected her.
Both of their mouths dropped.
“What?” Tiffany screeched. She looked at the guys and asked, “Which other ones?”
I pointed Grant and Reed out and Grant noticed as I did it, sending me a wink.
“Damn, you are a lucky bitch,” Lana said with a laugh.