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He’s asleep before I can settle.
I listen to his breathing even out, slow and deep, and I tell myself I should sleep too. But I
can’t.
The nightmare’s still under my skin.
My body aches, my eyes burn, and my head feels too heavy for my neck. But I stay awake. Because I’m too afraid of what’s waiting for me when I close my eyes.
I’m staring at the ceiling when the door creaks open.
I lift my head just a little and watch as Aiden shuffles in, half–asleep, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand. His dark hair’s messy, and he’s wearing nothing but sweatpants,
his chest bare.
He doesn’t say anything at first. He just climbs into bed on my other side because Jake, in his sleep, has rolled away to the edge of the mattress.
Aiden mumbles into the pillow, his voice thick with sleep, “You should’ve woken me up.
That couch is uncomfortable.”
I chuckle.
And then his arm is around me, pulling me in close.
His head shoots up, and he looks down at me, eyes widening when he sees that I’m naked.
That wakes him up completely.
“Fuccckkkkkk,” his gravelly voice is melting me from the inside out.
It’s immediate, the erection in his pants. He tries to push it down, but I stop him,
replacing his hand with mine and then pulling it out of his pants.
He growls, and then he’s on me. It’s fast. He grabs one of my knees, bending me with his weight. In one single thrust, he’s balls deep inside me.
We both moan, synching our breathing as we adjust.
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“You’re so wet,” he grunts.
I nod against his mouth, looking for a kiss. He pulls back, not letting me, and he studies my face.
“Did you just get fucked?”
I keep my eyes on him, realizing that he’s not upset. He likes it. My Aiden likes sharing me. I nod.
His nostrils flare, and he thrusts, muscles tensing.
“In the ass,” I whisper, my back arching when he presses my knee higher on my body and lower onto the bed.
“Fuck,” he moans, giving me a burst of quick thrusts like he couldn’t stop himself.
The sensation has me rolling my eyes to the back of my head. I grab onto his shoulders and press my forehead to his. “Then, Zaid ate me out.”
He grabs my ass, angling me so he can thrust into me at a much faster pace, the headboard slamming into the wall.
“How many times did you come?” He struggles to speak, but that only makes him hotter.
“F–four times,” I cry, my answer making him fuck me harder.
I’m pushed deeper into the mattress, the headboard so loud that Jake wakes up with a
grunt.
Zaid only groans as he turns to face me. I look right at him as Aiden bursts inside me,
cum filling my pussy.
Aiden pulls away and I want to complain, but I find that he has only moved because Jake is replacing him. He holds onto my hips and thrusts inside me. I gasp, tears pricking at the back of my eyes.
“We have about two hours until sunrise,” he says. He’s looking right at me, but he’s
speaking to Zaid and Aiden.
He shifts us, moving us so that we are on our sides, then Zaid’s hands spread my ass
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cheeks. My body prickles, knowing what’s happening next.
He takes his time, teasing me as he slowly enters me. I wrap my leg around Jake’s waist, kissing him as Zaid seats himself inside me.
They fuck me, slow and gentle, careful and deliberate.
Aiden only needs a few minutes to gather himself before he’s thrusting himself deep in my throat.
