Then I feel it, their cocks jerking inside me as hot cum fills me up just like they promised.
They curse and growl as their own releases control their bodies.
My body feels tingly, buzzing with fucking sunshine and rainbows as I slowly float back down to earth.
“Shit. Fuck. Damn it,” Brady pants out heavily.
“I think I died,” Gavin groans like he’s in pain and pleasure.
“Mhhhm,” I hum, eyes closed. I lift my arms above my head and stretch like a contented house cat. “That was amazing.”
“That was fucking crazy,” Brady growls. “Lulu, what the fuck? You could have hurt yourself.”
An eye pops open, a brow rising.Bratty Lulu is here, and it’s about time they know she’s here to stay for the foreseeable future.
“I’m fine,” I say, pussy clenching around them. They both groan. “Now shhh, I’m very cum drunk and deliciously filled with two knots. Don’t ruin this. Don’t be a baby and act like you didn’t just have the best orgasm of your life.” Once I’m done scolding him, I sigh, my eyes closing again as sleep starts to settle over me.
I feel safe, warm, and happy. And after a mind-blowing fuck like that, I need sleep.
“She’s something, isn’t she?” Gavin comments softly, laughter in his voice as he rubs his hands up and down my hips.
“She’s fucking perfect, is what she is,” Brady sighs. “Who knew I liked myself a bratty bottom?”
As the two of them continue to talk in soft whispers, sleep takes hold of me. I’m unable to keep the smile that's on my lips because for the first time in a very long time, if ever, I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.
And I know when this heat is over, my whole life is going to change.
I’m just not sure if that's something I’m ready for or not.
Deep,heavy snoring pulls me from my slumber. Blinking my eyes open, I give them a rub with the back of my hand before stretching.
I whimper softly at the dull pain that radiates in my body.
That was single-handedly the best heat of my life.
A massive smile takes over my whole face. Flashes of the past few days make their way to the forefront of my mind.
So much sex. The best sex of my life. These men did not back down from a challenge, and trust me, I was throwing them out left and right.
As I stand, butt-ass naked in the middle of the room, I turn around and see the two of them fast asleep. I don’t blame them. I worked them over real good. They’re going to be tired for days.
Me? Other than that full-bodied ache, I feel wonderful.
Really needing to pee, I leave the room and go into the bathroom across the hall. After I’m done using it, I grimace at the messy state of my body along with the rat's nest that is my hair, and help myself to a shower.
I sigh at the feeling of the hot water on my body and stand there for a little while, letting it soothe my aching muscles before getting to work at scrubbing all the cum and slick from my body.
My hair was the hardest, a knotted mess, but thankfully, the conditioner did its job.
The guys took amazing care of me, at least from what I can remember. They washed me, fed me, and made sure I was hydrated. And I know I didn’t make it easy.
I was a brat. I fought them, but they handled me so well. Never getting mad or frustrated with me.
They treated me with so much tenderness and care that tears sting my eyes, and emotions clog my throat at the memories.
Everything was perfect. Too perfect. “Fuck,” I croak. My eyes catch on the bracelet on my wrist.
With shaking fingers, I run them over the daisy. “Fuck,” I sob, squeezing my eyes shut.
