fucked me from below.
I’m caught between the two of them as they try to dominate one another.
Another wave of the berries and vanilla wash over me, and I spread myself wider to let them have their way with me.
“Shit, baby, I—”
Rich didn’t get to say more.
His body stiffened as his grip on my hair tightened.
Knowing he’d won also sent Houston over the edge, and together, they flooded my pussy with their cum.
I don’t know how long we stayed there, our heavy breathing the only sound in the room before Houston carefully pulled away before dropping to the far side of the bed.
Just as gently, Jericho lifted me off him and placed me between them.
We continued trying to catch our breath for another moment or two before Rich found the strength to leave the bed and the room. He came back five minutes later with a warm cloth that he used to clean me, something I should have grown used to them doing by now but hadn’t.
Houston disappeared next, and when he returned, he was wearing sweats. Picking me up from the bed, he carried me to the bathroom across the dark hall that was pretty impressive for a guest bath. As I peed, I contemplated a shower before deciding that I was much too sore and exhausted to manage it.
I’ll do it in the morning.
When we returned to the bedroom, Rich was wearing shorts and lying in bed, waiting. I immediately snuggled next to him with a smile that he rewarded with his tongue and his lips as Houston got into the bed and pressed into me from behind. As soon as Rich was done, Houston turned me over to face him so that he could have his turn kissing me goodnight while Jericho spooned me from behind.
Once again, I was wondering where the hell Loren was as berries and vanilla mixed.
I wouldn’t be able to sleep without him here as well, though neither Houston nor Rich seemed to feel the same.
Rich was out first, snoring loudly while Houston’s breathing began to slow.
Soon, I’m left alone with my thoughts and the memory of what took place in this bed until ten minutes later, when I finally heard footsteps. The bedroom door opened, and I watched as Loren made his way over to the bed dressed in nothing but black boxer briefs.
Stopping at the foot of the bed, he tilted his head as he scanned me, Houston, and finally, Rich, before his eyes narrowed on me. “Tell me they didn’t do what I think they did.”
Rich, suddenly awake, lifted his head from my shoulder to grumble a response at Loren. “No one told you to take an hour-long shower the first night we bring our girl home, princess.” He then returned his face to my neck while Loren joined us on the bed.
He didn’t speak again until he was settled on his back next to Houston with his hands clasped behind his head. “You owe me.”
I didn’t realize he had directed his statement to me until his eyes cut my way in warning when I didn’t immediately agree.
Of course.
Rich had already fallen asleep again, and Houston hadn’t stirred.
Untangling myself from between them, I climbed over Houston to straddle Loren’s waist. His hands immediately found my ass, and then our lips crashed together.
We kissed like it had been years and we’d crossed an endless ocean, fought bloody battles, and weathered countless storms just to see each other again.
Once again, my senses tried to convince me that I was running through a meadow, so I greedily and purposely inhaled the clean scent of Loren’s soap. Recalling that he said he preferred it so that it didn’t clash with his cologne, I sighed my unyielding affection.
That was something my bossy brute and persnickety princess had in common. Houston and Loren were both obsessed with details, though for different reasons.
I still hadn’t found Rich’s flaw yet.
Reaching behind me, I wrestled Loren’s cock free of his boxers and began stroking his thick length until his breathing turned heavy, and he was lifting his hips and fucking my fist.
I didn’t think twice before positioning him at my swollen entrance.
I was already wet for him.
“I’ve never met anyone like you, Braxton Fawn.”
Loren was gazing up at me in awe while Houston and Rich slept soundly next to us. Slowly sinking down his cock—sore, abused pussy, and all—I held his endless gaze as I rocked my hips and began to ride him.
“And you’ll never meet another, so don’t blow