Page 51 of Dear Glory
It felt so surreal… even more than being with Bunny and Wolf. Maybe it was the fact that even though I’ve had sex with others, no one had penetrated me. The way Fabian held me and the way Lawrence looked at me as Sir took me… I bite my lip at the thought and wiggle on the table.
However, it’s not like life went back to normal afterward. Now there’s a tension in the air whenever all four of us are in a room. It’s almost suffocating because I feel like a steak in front of hungry pack of wolves. Honestly, I feel like that anytime I’m around Bunny and Wolf too, and the most asinine part of this entire ordeal is that I revel in it.I like it… I like it so much I think I’ve lost my ever-loving mind.
I wasn’t raised to be like this, but the current me can’t imagine a life without these people who have made my life more fulfilling and fun. They all mean so much to me and I just can hardly wait to see how our relationships develop over time.
“There, all done. Can you turn over and spread your legs for me, Glorious?” Sir calls out, bringing me back to reality. I do as he asks, but wince in the process because my body is still so sore.
I spread my legs slowly, groaning in the process, and wait shyly as he inspects and observes my lower body.
“It’s still so swollen,” he frowns, walking over to the shelf and taking a bottle along with a pair of pair of gloves before coming over. He puts on the gloves and uncaps the top, holding onto my legs. “This’ll sting a bit, Glorious, but Sir doesn’t mean it, okay?”he coos sadly and I hold back a chuckle at how sad he is right now, but he’s not wrong.My lady bits have seen better days.
As he applies the cream all over where I’ve torn and where I have bruises along my thighs, I watch him purse his lips in concern, before closing my legs, taking off the gloves and disposing of them.
“Come, Princess,” he scoops up my naked and oiled body he’s just massaged thoroughly and carries me up to the room, where he sets me down onto the bed and tucks me in. He hands me the next instalment of His to Keep Part Two and I giddily dance, devouring the pages with the microwaveable heating pad he places on my belly and feet. He also made sure I had refreshments and something to drink while I relax and recover. “Is there anything I can get you, Glorious?” he asks, placing my book holder near me.
“No, I’m fine,” I smile as I open my book, and he places a kiss on my head.
“Well, if you need anything, let the help know. Also, don’t forget you’re not to do anything strenuous for the next few days so you can fully heal. So, stay in bed,” he warns, and I nod like the good girl that I am before I settle down to read my book.
“I promise to sit here and rest! Just as Sir told me!”
“You’re adorable. I’ll just be in my office handling some important paperwork, but I’ll be in to check on you later,” he lets me know as he heads to the window to open the curtain and veranda for better sunlight and give me some fresh air.
“Thank you, Sir,” I relax and get to reading, really enjoying the downtime. Before I know it, I have to go to the bathroom.
“Fabian,” I stretch, groaning, and looking around the room when I see that Lawrence is gone.
“Yes, Ms. Glory?”
“Can you help me to the bathroom?”
“With pleasure.” He comes over and carries me to the bathroom before setting me down, where I lazily shut the door and sigh, releasing my bladder. It’s strange that Lawrence and Fabian have seen me in the nude, but I’m still shy about it even though I’m not shy at all going to bathroom in front of Sir.Maybe it’s because of the deep feeling I hold for Sir compared to them or even Wolf and Bunny?
I grab my head groan from an oncoming headache, but that never seems to fail when it pertains to thinking about my crazy love life…
After I’m through, I wash my hands and step out. I hold my hands out to him groggily, making him smile handsomely as he picks me up and holds me tight while I lay my head on his chest.
“Where is Lawrence?”
“Lawrence thought you’d be wanting a snack soon and he didn’t want to disturb your reading, so he went to get you something to eat.”
“O… okay,” I say, though I don’t meet his eyes, feeling pointlessly embarrassed.
“How are you feeling?” He sets me down, handing me Tylenol and a glass of water from the pitcher beside the bed.
“I’m better, but wh— How do you both know when I’m going to be hungry? And how did you know I’d need Tylenol? Sir I get, but you and Lawrence?” I frown out of curiosity but take the tiny pills and drink them down happily before my headache gets worse.
“We’re paid to know everything about you,” he winks.
“And if you weren’t paid, would you leave me?” I hand him the glass and he looks me up and down, taking it and setting it aside.
“Ms. Glory… you’re barely able to walk after the three of us… simmer down before you get us all in trouble,” he chuckles, andmy mouth falls open as I feel my head grow hot.Seriously, that wasn’t what I meant... at least I don’t think.
“Th-that’s not wh-what I meant!” I feel my voice hit a different pitch, and he laughs deeply, making my stomach do backflips.
“Sure, now get some more rest. Lawrence will be up soon.” He gently pushes me back into the pillows, tucking me in before he saunters off to the door just as Lawrence comes in and sets the food on the bedside table.
“How are you feeling, Ms. Glory?” He looks me over with concerned eyes landing on my mouth where the corner is cut, and his eyes darken with regret.
