Page 64 of Cedarwood Cabin

Lyka accelerates, pulling up alongside Dax. They ride in perfect sync, side by side. Silent communication is shared as they look at each other and fist bump.

This makes me shake my head and giggle. My laughter becomes infectious for some reason and I can’t stop chuckling to myself. The song playing in the garage continues to play in my mind. The brownies have fully taken hold now.

I close my eyes briefly and let the wind hit my skin. I feel so free, like I’m flying.

Lyka and Dax navigate the roads with ease, their bodies moving perfectly with the bikes.

Dax picks up speed and does an impressive wheelie on his bike. The front wheel lifts off the ground and he lands it perfectly. I watch him in awe and cheer him on.

Fuck. Being high feels good.

We make our way back to the cabin and the ride home is smooth. The rush I feel at the moment is unreal.

We finally pull up to the garage. I jump off the bike and take off my helmet. I can’t stop giggling to myself. Dax and Lyka follow suit. They both exchange smug looks and laugh, too. “The brownies have definitely kicked in,” Lyka states.

I don’t know why, but something compels me as I walk up to Lyka. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him deeply. I feel Dax's presence standing behind me. He places his hands on my waist and starts kissing my neck.

I am nestled between them as they kiss me. I want both of them so bad.

My rush of desire and breathlessness is interrupted. I pull back from Lyka. “I’m hungry,” I state.

“Let’s get you something to eat then,” Dax chuckles as he takes my hand and leads me towards the cabin. Lyka follows behind us.

We head to the kitchen, opening cupboards and pulling out snacks. We find some chips, cookies, and crackers.

We all sit at the kitchen table. Dax throws a bag of chips towards me and I tear into them.

“Why am I so hungry?” I ask with a mouthful of chips.

“Weed tends to have that effect,” Lyka explains, taking a bite of his cookie.

I lean back in the chair, holding the bag of chips. “Man. I feel chilled.”

Dax puts a hand on my thigh. “Weed takes the edge off everything. Making you feel just right.”

Everything has brought us closer: the brownies, laughter, late-night ride.

“Thanks, guys,” I say.

Lyka raises his cookie in a mock toast. “To us, the cabin, and the brownies.”

“To us,” Dax says, joining in.

I lift my own chip, giggling. “To us.”

We decided to watch a movie to wind down. After the DVD ended, the room fell silent with us lost in our thoughts. We are super high and feeling mellow.

“They say you have intense orgasms while being high,” Dax comments casually, breaking the silence.

I feel intrigued.

“Oh, really?” I reply, smirking.

Dax moves his hand to my thigh and starts stroking me, our lips and tongues meeting instantly.

I feel another hand slide up my other thigh and I see Lyka joining in from the corner of my eye.

My sensations are heightened by the weed. Both brothers touch me seductively, making me feel weak.

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