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Especially after my little spiral out last night

I should book an emergency appointment with my therapist and just check in to make it known that everything is overwhelming me again.

Instead I’m texting Anthony. I checked in to see if he was going to the gym this morning. Smirking when he said he was doing his pre workout now and inviting me to come along if I wasn’t too tired or busy.

Obviously the busy comment referring to the fact that Cam had just eaten me out.

“Let me up, Cam-Cam. I want to go to the gym with Ant.” I wiggle out from under him as he pouts, looking adorable. I grab his hoodie, pulling it onto my body so I can still relish in his scent. A quick kiss to his lips before I was unlocking his door and heading to my bedroom.

It’s easy to just call the bedroom mine instead of a guest room. Unless I considered myself a guest. It seemed like I was more right now and I wasn’t sure I wanted to explore that.

My clothes were unpacked, something I was sure Jace had done, because I knew myself well enough that I would have gladly lived outof my bag for weeks before doing anything about it. It was such a thoughtful thing to make my life easier and I wanted to thank him for thinking of me.

Alphas hadn’t treated me like this before and it made me worried that there was going to be expectations from me or it would all go away. I couldn’t dwell too much on that right now.

I went to my purse first, popping one of my pills dry before getting dressed. I would drink water at the gym and hopefully my stomach didn't get upset from not eating before taking my meds.

What choice did I have?

Take the pills or keep on spiraling out of control.

The pill it was.

Quickly throwing on a sports bra and yoga pants, I made my way out of the room, ready to head down the stairs. A laundry basket was in the hall and I stole a shirt from the top of it, breathing in Jace as I rushed down the stairs.

Ant looked up, his gym shorts hugging his thighs, a hoodie over his top as he shook a bottle, eyes taking me in.

Rushing to him, I wrapped my arms around him, bringing him down to my level for a kiss as he groaned, slamming the shaker down on the counter and moving to wrap his arms around me.

His hands cupped my ass, picking me up and setting me on the counter before him. Taking a step closer, Ant’s hands fell to either side of my hips as he crowded my body, letting me keep myself wrapped against him as I deepened our kiss.

His lips sucked at my tongue, a whine escaping my lips as I tried to get more friction. Who cares that I just came minutes ago? I wanted more.

“Good morning, little bro,” He teased, nipping my lips as he pulled away, “I like the morning version of you where you’re affectionate after your orgasm. Did you come on Cam’s fingers or his tongue? I need to know so I can make sure to repeat it tomorrow morning to keep our girl in a good mood.” He teases me so easily but I liked the simplicity of him flirting.

And I liked how he called me our girl.

Something about the way they didn’t mind sharing me set me atease. I liked the idea of being theirs equally without fear about how each of them would react.

“I think I’d rather wake up coming on a knot tomorrow.” His eyebrows raise up but Ant smirks, kissing the side of my mouth.

“You want to wake up full, baby bro?”

I groan out softly, as his lips nip at my neck. His teeth seem to always want to leave marks on my skin. The idea of wearing his marks makes me perfume and Ant groans into my throat as my scent washes over him.

My hips tilt to try and get closer. His fingers dig into my hips like he is trying to keep himself in control of everything.

“Tonight you’re sleeping with me so I can wake you up. Okay?” I nod, as he kisses me once before standing straight, reaching to help me down from the counter.

He hands me the bottle he was shaking, grabbing two metal bottles he had already filled up with water for the two of us.

Why did I want to do this again?

It was like my mind was catching up with me and the realization that I had agreed to workout before I even had coffee washed over me.

But then I saw the way that Ant was looking at me. How his hand felt, warm and solid against my back. And it made sense.

It wasn’t always what you were doing with someone that mattered; I think it was clear that I wasn’t the type to normally workout but it was more that I was spending time with someone I was getting to know and that made it all worthwhile.

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