Page 196 of Pucking Obsessed

I’m practically purring.

I feel boneless. I could lay over D’Angelo’s lap forever.

Finally, however, D’Angelo encourages Eden to move back, then for me to sit up. He settles me on his lap with his arm around my waist.

I rest my head on D’Angelo’s chest. I pull a face, when my sore ass rests on his thigh.

D’Angelo pushes my hair back in order to study my face. “How are you feeling?”

“Better than I have in my life. Like every worry has just been spanked out of me,” I reply.

D’Angelo gives one of his genuine smiles that makes butterflies swarm in my stomach.

“I know how that feels.” Shay rubs his own ass, ruefully. “Jude has magic hands, and you were incredible, love.”

“Who gets to spin the wheel next?” Eden’s gaze darts to me and then away. “Shay.”

Dazed as I’m feeling, I catch the undertone to Eden’s question and then his instant assumption that his twin will go next.

Does Eden think that this game is going in order of my preference or a hierarchy somehow?

No one in this relationship stands above the others.

“Why don’t you spin one after the other and then use the items on me at the same time?” I tilt up my chin.

I need to prove to Eden that Shay isn’t still thegolden childsimply because he spoke as a kid and later, had less difficulty being social and outgoing.

They can pleasure me together as a team.

Because that’s what we are:A team.

Shay quirks his brow. “Feeling adventurous?”

I snuggle closer to D’Angelo. “Aren’t I meant to be treated on my birthday? I’m ordering kinky twins.”

“Here,” Shay announces, cheerfully.

Eden’s molten gaze simply meets mine. I can read him well enough to know that he’s relieved.

D’Angelo gently nudges me off his lap. “Go and help the Terrible Twins. You’ll need to identify the items for them in the chest.”

Intrigued, I knee walk to the chest.

I scan over the contests, excitedly.

There must be hundreds of different toys in here: dildos, paddles, lingerie, leather cuffs, and some things that I don’t recognize.

Shay grabs his brother’s hand and pulls him to kneel next to the Wheel of Kink.

“You go first, Dee,” Shay offers.

He understands Eden as well as I do.

When Eden spins the wheel, I watch to see where it’ll land.

I’m hoping for the pretty lace panties that I can see at the front of the chest…

Finally, the flipper lands on a picture that looks like a purple mouth.

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