Page 72 of Beneficial Misfortune

It sounds like he’s teasing, making fun of Desmond’s piercings, but I honestly don’t think he is. If anything, I think he somehow understands how much I enjoy his piercings, which is crazy because I hadn’t said anything about it to him.

Whether he knows or just guessed, I don’t need to be told twice. Alex and I have had more than enough sex in the last twenty-four hours, but I feel as though I’ve been being teased for days.

I want both of them.

Before I can let myself overthink it or second guess, I sink back onto Alex’s waiting cock in one swift press of my hips that has him bottoming out. This angle lets him get even deeper, and I gasp at the feeling of him so deep inside me. Desmond takes theopportunity with my mouth open to move forward, letting his head rest on my bottom lip. I quickly dart my tongue out to swirl around his head before swallowing him down as far as I can.

His hand grips my hair as he presses in further, and I swallow down the urge to gag, instead rocking back to once again impale myself on Alex’s cock.

Me being in control is great, but it only lasts about three minutes before the guys take over, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t prefer it.

They work together just as well as I remember, and without even needing to communicate, they fuck me hard and fast, and before I know it, Desmond is coming down my throat.

“Fuck, I missed you, Kat. There won’t be any escaping a second time,” he tells me, holding my chin as I look up at him through my lashes as Alex continues to fuck me, pushing me closer and closer to release.

“No, this time you're ours,” Alex says in agreement, wrapping a hand around my waist where his fingers skillfully find my clit and begin to rub slow circles. With each circle, he picks up the pace of his fingers and his thrusts to match.

I come with a shout as my orgasm is ripped from me, and my arms and legs give out, leaving me a pile of boneless mush on the bed.

“I think she likes being ours,” Desmond says, his voice breathy, still not quite back to normal, and I can’t help but chuckle.

My eyes are drooping as my orgasm subsides, and I swear I could sleep right here like this, damn near naked and dripping come.

Instead, strong arms scoop me up and carry me to the bathroom before gently cleaning me up with a warm, wet towel.

“Just a few more minutes, and we can go to sleep.”

He’s so damn gentle as he cleans me—not something I think people would expect from either of them based on their appearances, but I love it.

Desmond finishes up before once again picking me up and bringing me back to the bed, and I’m happy to find Alex there. I’m not sure why, but the idea of him being gone when we came back made me sad. Don’t get me wrong, I want Desmond here, but I prefer both of them, especially after we just all had time together like that.

I’m a cuddle after sex kind of girl, sue me.

“Sweet dreams, Kitten.”

I know they’re both gone when I wake. I have a distant memory of them kissing me and telling me they were going into the office for the day. It’s strange how quickly I’d become used to them being in my bed. Just one night with Alex and last night with them both, and now my bed almost feels too big without them.

It’s still a bit early. Addison will probably sleep for another hour or two, and while I’m tired, I can’t bring myself to go back to sleep. With a groan, I push myself up and out of the bed and make my way into the bathroom to shower, hoping that will wake me up a bit more.

By the time I’m done, I feel alive enough to start my day. I decide against putting my hair up, letting it hang loose to air dry, and risk it frizzing in the heat. My hair is long and thick, so putting it up while it’s wet is almost certain to give me a headache, and I just don’t have the energy to blow dry it right now. Not to mention, if we swim again, it's all for nothing.

I finish up my morning routine, brushing my teeth and putting on some lotion before I grab my daily birth control pill from themedicine cabinet. I’m not fantastic at remembering these things and I make a mental note to get into the doctor for something different soon. For the last few months, it hasn’t been a big deal, as I wasn’t having sex. But missing a pill or two now…well, it matters.

The guys hadn’t said anything about it or even seemed concerned about if I was on anything, and it’s not as if we’ve been using protection.

Shit, that wasn’t very smart on my part, but it’s a bit late to worry about that now. I’ll just have to talk to them about it later.

Ruby’s waiting outside of my door when I leave my room. His ears perk up, and his tail starts wagging the second he sees me and I can’t resist stopping to give him some scratches.

He follows me down to the kitchen, where I make my own cup of coffee. I sip it while wandering around the kitchen, looking at the ingredients available. There’s a bit of everything, and eventually, I settle on pancakes before shooting off a text to Nathan to let him know Dale won’t be needed this morning.

By the time Ruby pops up again, I have everything prepped, and a moment later, Addison comes running into the kitchen right into my arms.

“Good morning, Princess,” I tell her, hugging her close as she nuzzles into me.

“Morning,” she mumbles with a yawn.

I hold her until she begins to squirm, clearly having enough hugs for now. When I set her back down, her eyes go right to the little station I’ve made for us to cook at on the counter.

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