Page 75 of Silent Betrayal

We managed to snag seats in the back row with Mina sandwiched between us, holding the giant bag of popcorn so we could all reach it.

Halfway into the movie, when we’d all eaten more than enough, I move the bag to the floor and Max and I both snag one of her hands to hold. After a couple of minutes, I notice Max unclasp her hand and place it on his thigh, moving his hand to hers. When his thumbs start to gently rub back and forth on her inner thigh, she starts to squirm.

I mirror his action, placing her right hand on my thigh and moving my hand to hers, as I lean in and whisper, “you only have to say the word, and we’ll stop.” She swallows heavily, then nods once, and I take that as her permission to continue.

In a synchronized movement, we both slide our hands slowly up her thighs. I’m so grateful for the dress she’s wearing right now, allowing our hands to slide underneath while offering her some sort of privacy.

I glance around, and am happy to see nobody else in the back row, and the closest people are three rows in front of us. There is nobody here that can see what we’re doing, even if they turned around.

Her breathing starts to become labored the higher our hands get, and when my fingers make contact with her panties, I gently stroke her over her seam, back and forth. Her fingers dig into my thighs and I wait for her to tell me to stop, but she doesn’t.

I move my hand when Max’s fingers slide under her panties. I find the edge of them and move my fingers to join his. As he works her clit slowly, I stroke her up and down, teasing her entrance. I know that entering her like this could be a trigger for her, so I want to make sure she’s truly readybefore I do anything.

We continue like that as all our eyes stay glued to the screen, though I doubt any of us are actually paying any attention to the movie right now.

Her head drops back and her hips start to move against our hands, seeking something more. So I give it to her, slowly pushing my finger in. She’s warm and tight and I have to bite my lip to stop from moaning.

I press a second finger in and start to slowly fuck her with them. Feeling her hips push against me, wanting them deeper, makes me hard as steel. God, what I wouldn’t give to pull her into my lap right now and fuck her raw. But I couldn’t do that in public with her, nor do I think we’ve finished groveling for the mess we made. No, this had to be all about her right now.

When her breathing gets heavier and I’m sure she’s close, I lift my free hand and turn her face towards mine, capturing her lips with a kiss. She accepts me eagerly, and within seconds, her pussy spasms around my fingers as I silence her moans with my mouth.

Her whole body seems to shake between us and when she finally deflates, I lean back from the kiss to smile at her. Pulling my fingers out of her, I suck them into my mouth, savoring her taste on my tongue. She watches me with wide, heated eyes, licking her lips as she breathes heavily.

She shivers and turns to Max as he removes his fingers, and when I see them glistening with her juices, I realize he must have stroked them through her folds as he removed them from her panties. He mimics me and sucks them into his mouth, his eyes closing as he moans, clearly enjoying the taste as much as I did.

He pulls her in for a kiss that looks dirty and heated, before grabbing her hand and turning back to the movie. She turns to me with confusedeyes and I nod my head at the screen. “Watch the movie, Angel,” I say, taking her free hand with mine.

She lets out a deep breath as her head drops back on her seat, and I try to hide my amusement at her frustration. Our girl is clearly not sated with one orgasm. Something that would definitely be beneficial in this unconventional relationship.

When we drive home, she asks us to spend the night with her, in her bed, admitting that having someone there helps her sleep, and we’re more than happy to oblige.

As we get settled under the covers, I lay on my side facing her. “Did you have fun tonight, Angel?”

She turns her head to mine with a smile. “Yeah, I did. Thank you, it was a lot of fun. And I love the charm bracelet and cookie bouquet.”

“What was your favorite part of tonight?” Max asks with a smirk, making her turn her head to him on her other side.

“Well, the skee-ball was a lot of fun.”

“We’ll have to go to the arcade again. Maybe we can bring the others and have a skee-ball battle?” I suggest, and she smiles at me.

“Yeah, that’d be fun!”

“You look tired, why don’t you close your eyes and try to get some sleep now? We’re here to chase your nightmares away,” I tell her, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze.

“Do you think you guys could… Umm… You know… Cuddle me? It’s just that I seem to sleep better when someone’s holding me.

“Fuck, I thought you’d never ask,” Max says in relief. “Turn to face Jasper, Sweetheart.” She rolls towards me and he presses himself to her back, wrapping his arm around her waist.

I wiggle in closer, pulling her hand up to place it on my bare chest, before moving my own hand down to her hip. “Better?” I ask, and she responds with a smile and a nod.

“You know, Angel. If you ever want to talk to a professional, about your nightmares or panic attacks, or anything at all, we could set that up for you,” I tell her softly.

“I… Do I have to? Talk to someone?”

“Of course not, we just want you to know it’s an option.”

“And you're always welcome to talk to us. We might not be able to give you professional advice, but we can listen, if you need us to,” Max tells her gently.

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