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“No, Gabe. I need to do it by myself.”

“What you need isus…there with you,” Bez snarls. Their protectiveness used to drive me crazy because I thought they didn’t consider me an equal. Now I know it’s just their way of showing me their love. But it still bothers me.

“Rague told us what happened, Lori,” Gabe says.

Fuck! They’ll never let me do this alone now. My eyes find the high flame still engulfing the secluded house.

“Bez and I will help you with the next donor,” he states with his commanding, odious tone. How I find it hot when we are shagging is a mystery to me.

“Listen very, very carefully,” I tell them before abruptly ending the call.

“Did you just hang up on your fiancés?” Ollie smirks at me, seems like he already knows the answer.

“Call got…disconnected,” I mutter. Plus, Gabe always ends calls like this.

“Mm. You have around fifteen minutes,” Rague says cryptically.

“Before you turn into a giant pumpkin again?” I joke.

“Before your fiancés get here and haul you out.”

I make an annoyed sound and roll my eyes to emphasize my irritation, while anticipating the angry sex, or make-up sex, or whatever it is called when you get pinned down and railed like there’s no tomorrow by your men.

“I forgot to bring the popcorn,” Rague declares, as he keeps staring at the fire. “The firemen are taming it.”

Krampus stole another initiation from me. Bez and Gabe are right. I need help.

The thought has just sunk inside my head when a weird feeling wraps around my stomach. It forces me to bend over and puke.

The chocolate cake decided to come back and haunt me as well.

three

Curses, schmurses

The next morning, my body arches in sweet submission as Bez buries himself inside me. His hand trails up my spine until it grabs my nape. “Fuck, you are loosened up so perfectly. My cum is the best fucking lube.”

I can feel every hard inch of his long, warm cock gliding against my walls, making me full, stuffed with him. I welcome the sting from the stretch, enjoying every second of it.

I want this moment to live forever in my brain,pretty please and sodding thank you.

He starts going at a slow pace. Long, lazy strokes—which tells me it’s Gabe fucking me right now—his cockhead hits my prostate every single time he pushes inside me. My eyes cross in bliss.

“It’s been too long since I had my cock in you,” Bez drawls as his thrusts turn harder, rougher. Fuck yes.

I moan. “Mm, it was six hours ago.” I turn my head back to give him a satisfied smirk, smugness filling my voice. Because, crikey, my fiancés are desperate for me just as deeply as I am for them.

I lost count of how many times they came inside me, and so I have no idea how long they fucked me through the night. But I always sleep better with Gabe’s warm, naked body next to me—I say Gabe because he’s the one who likes cuddling. Bez is more the lick-my-bussy-clean-and-conk-out type.

When I woke up a few minutes ago, though, I was wet as fuck and with the tip of his softened cock inside me. He was spooning me from behind, and as I wiggled my hips, a rush of cum slid free. Then the world went upside down, and I found myself pinned on the bed under Bez as his stiffened dick entered me.

All my muscles relaxed as he plunged his long shaft into me with zero resistance from my body. He has already claimed a space inside my heart, the one in my arse followed quickly—or was it the other way around?I tilted my hips up, stretching my thighs wider, making more room for his cock.

“You’re squeezing me so good, Little Wasp. Part those slutty, hot lips and take my fingers.” He taps his fingertips on my lower lip, and I oblige him.

I also mewl, fuckingmewl! My fiancés have turned me into a cat. I’m still feral though. I bite the tip of his finger and suck hard. He makes an approving sound and palms one arse cheek, rubbing a proprietary hand over me, pulling me open.

“How do you like being fucked on both ends?” His filthy mouth is a wet dream come true. I can’t answer him, too busy hollowing my cheeks around his fingers while he fucks my mouth withthem. But I send him a scorching look that I think summarizes how much I’m enjoying this.