Page 67 of Convergence

Ev’s eyes snapped back to me and I felt them both relax.

“Okay, so how do we do this?” Nate asked, halfway between his normal voice and his dominant voice. “Do we alternate our pumps?”

I was about to share my thoughts when they moved in opposite directions. For once, they were too impatient to wait for me to speak. Everett pulled out of me, and Nate pushed up into me. I shook my head. “No, it has to be me moving.”

Everett lined himself back up and carefully pushed back into me. Since I was more prepared this time, it didn’t burn more than a second as he pressed past my opening alongside Nate.

“Woah that’s a weird feeling,” Nate said with a shudder.

“Yeah, but let’s not say anything while we’re inside our girlfriend,” Everett shot back.

I giggled past my held breath as I again adjusted to the full feeling. I moved up and down on them. For a moment it felt like my insides were about to become outsides, but after lowering back down and lifting again, it began to feel good. Like amazingly good. Sweat beaded on Everett’s chest and his face flushed red as his breaths heaved. I heard Nate behind me in a similar state as he rested his head against mine.

As I moved up and down on their dicks, the movement became easier and more pleasurable. I assumed it was because my muscles were loosening, and I hoped they would go back to normal after we were done. Each pump of my hips came with a grunted exhale from Everett and a groan from Nate. I was so focused on the sounds they were making; I didn’t realize I was almost squealing. Nate had an arm banded around my middle and a hand above Everett’s shoulder on the mattress to brace himself. Everett’s hands gripped my thighs tightly as Nate kissed my neck.

It was a few more trembling thrusts before the rushing tidal wave of orgasm ripped through my body. I had stopped moving, and Nate used the arm around my body to move me up and down more for him and Everett. Everett was chanting “Yes, yes,” over and over as he watched where our bodies joined. Moisture was pooling between us, a combination of our arousals, sweat, and my release.

Not long after I came, Nate cried out and his hips snapped into me over and over while Ev and I held still to avoid one of them coming out of me again. “Oh my god,” Ev groaned, almost pained. “I can feel you coming, man.”

“Come with me,” Nate demanded, deep and breathless.

Ev chanced a few pumps of his hips and his grunting joined Nate’s as he came alongside him, their dicks rubbing against each other within me. Seeing and hearing and feeling them come apart surrounding me kick-started another orgasm that had me clenching down on them, my whole body contracting as I fought down a scream.

When my body relaxed and I was more aware of my surroundings, they leaned me back against Nate’s sweaty chest and they both were stroking their hands over me. “Wow,” was all I could whisper breathlessly.

They both chuckled. Nate pulled slowly out of me, and Ev hissed in a breath and shivered below me. “My dick is so sensitive right now,” he laughed in explanation before he also pulled out. They settled me between them on the bed, and we rested our heads on the pillows. I felt empty now that they were no longer filling me.

“That was amazing,” Nate said as I cuddled against him.

“Incredible,” Everett said and kissed the back of my neck.

“I didn’t know it was possible for us all to do that at the same time,” I admitted. “I thought we’d be taking turns forever.”

“Well, I don’t think we can do that every time,” Everett explained. “I think that could hurt you- you’re so small. It’ll be a sometimes thing.”

“It looked like you guys were in pain,” I giggled, stroking lines with one finger down Nate’s side and watching as goosebumps rose.

The guys shared amused and knowing glances. “Uh, no. We were trying not to blow our loads as soon as we got into you,” Nate chuckled.

“Hmm,” was all I could hum as an overwhelming feeling of tiredness encompassed me. I yawned and cuddled further into the guys. I was vaguely aware of them getting up to shower, order food, and turn on the tv. One of them cleaned me up and brushed back my hair while I dozed.

“Baby girl,” Ev said softly and trailed a fingertip over my cheek. “Come and eat and get washed up.”

I got up and sat with them on the pullout couch while they turned the tv to the news. “Oh, um, apparently we’ve surrendered to police,” I informed them as Ev handed us our plated burgers delivered by room service. “I saw it on the news while you guys were sleeping.”

Ev looked thoughtful for a moment. “Well, I guess we technically did.”

“Makes us sound guilty still,” Nate muttered.

I picked at my burger and fries, barely eating, while the guys wolfed theirs down. They both grabbed food off my plate after I pushed it out. I smiled and looked at them both next to me as they ate and watched the local news. They both had clean, wet hair and had freshly groomed beards. My chest felt like it was going to crack with the weight of affection and love I had for them both.

Nothing had changed on the news, but video of us walking down a hallway with police had been added to the story and the news anchor reported ‌we had been hiding separately from Daisy and Hoffmann and were now working to find them. While the narrative wasn’t that we were innocent, it was more forgiving than the earlier reports. There were no fake eyewitness reports, no speculation on our personalities, and no mention of us as “suspected terrorists.”

When the news report ended with no updates on Daisy or Hoffmann, I got up for a shower. It was a steaming hot shower, in silence, with real shampoo and conditioner. The shower was certainly an upgrade from the one in the RV and I relished in it. A good shower did wonders for my outlook and as I got out and dried my hair, I felt more positive about finding Daisy and Hoffmann and clearing our names. We needed to think about how our bacteria could spread the most and find Daisy and Hoffmann before they planted it. While I styled my hair, I thought back to the data we had turned in. I opened the bathroom door and called out to the guys. They appeared in the doorway with red, swollen lips. I smiled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I was just thinking about ways to catch Daisy and Hoffmann.”

“What did you come up with?” Everett asked, his tone serious. “I’ve been thinking about it, too.”

“Well, I was thinking about the data we turned in to Daisy. We had often added speculations on the ways the bacteria could transmit quickest. I can’t remember what all we said since it didn’t really matter yet in our research,” I said as I braided my hair.

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