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“You’re taking us so well, sunshine.”
Imoan, losing myself in the sensations, completely at their mercy. They begin to move together, the rhythm of their thrusts hypnotic, and my body surrenders completely.
“Fuck, you’re even tighter with Nix in your ass. Do you like that?” Gray’s voice is strained, filled with lust.
“Yes,” I moan, feeling full and stretched. Nix sets a brutal pace, his thrusts deep and hard, driving me further onto Gray’s cock. The room is filled with the sound of slapping flesh and our moans and grunts of pleasure.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Nix groans, his thrusts becoming erratic. “I’m going to come.”
“Please... I’m so close,” I whimper, my voice cracking with desperation. Gray’s eyes lock onto mine, a devilish grin playing at his lips.
“Come for us, baby girl. Let us feel you come apart,” he commands, and I surrender, the orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave, pulling me under.
“Gray! Phoenix! Fuck!” I scream, my body spasming and clenching around them both as they thrust into me harder, chasing their own releases.
I feel them swell inside me, cocks throbbing, building to their peaks. “I’m going to come,” Gray grunts, fingers digging into my hips, and with a final thrust, I feel Gray spill his seed deep inside me, followed closely by Nix.
They both collapse onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, their sweat mingling with my own as our bodies relax, the aftershocks of pleasure still dancing along my skin. I can hardly believe the depths of desire we shared, the boundaries we pushed.
Gray pulls out and I immediately feel empty. I whine, not liking it. He unties my hands and massages my wrists and arms, kissing and licking along the raw path. Nix rolls over and kisses my cheek.
“How about a bath, gorgeous?” Nix asks, pulling my chin up to gaze into his eyes.
I give a little nod.
“I’m going to make it, you can stay with her,” Nix says to Gray. He leans down, and his lips press against mine softly. I sigh as he kisses me, then he pulls away. He stands, walks into the bathroom and closes the door. I turn and see Gray, whose blond hair is mused and sticking up in all directions.
I chuckle, reaching up and smoothing it out. He smiles, his hand going to my cheek and caressing it.
“I love this,” Gray says. “The aftercare. It’s my favorite part.”
I smile, nodding in agreement.
“Mine too.” My voice is soft, a bit scratchy from earlier, but my cheeks flame at my admission.
I can’t get attached.
I won’t.
I’m herefor a good time, and that is it, right?
“Good,” he replies. I look away, not wanting to think about what could happen if I do let myself get too comfortable.
Panic rises in my chest when I hear the water turn on from the adjoining bathroom. Ican’tdo this. I have to get out of here.
I jump from the bed and grab my dress and shoes in a hurry. I pull the dress over my head as I’m running, not caring who sees on the other side of the door. I can’t stay here. I won’t. I yank the door open, ready to make a break for it, but I’m met with a solid wall of muscle.
“What’s wrong, Rowyn?” Gray’s voice is calm, but I can see the concern in his eyes.
“I have to go,” I blurt out, trying to sidestep him. “Please, just let me go. This was a mistake. I’m not ready for this.” I plead, tears welling in my eyes.
“Rowyn, look at me.” His voice is firm. “You’re not going anywhere. You’re ours, remember? We’re going to help you through this.Together.” His arms wrap around me, pulling me against his broad chest.
I melt into his embrace only for a second before I’m pushing him away after hearing the bathroom door open.
“I-I need to leave. I can’t do this. I can’t...” I’m crying now, the weight of my emotions overwhelming me. “You need to let me go,” I sob, my voice barely audible.
“I can’t.” Nix’s voice is low, filled with determination. “We can’t. Not when we’ve waited so long to find you.”
