“Please, don’t stop,” I plead, lost in the sensations they’re creating inside me.
“Never,” Griffyn promises, his voice strained. “We’ll always be here for you, Anna, no matter what happens.”
“Always,” Felix echoes, his grip tightening on my hips as if he’s afraid I might slip away.
As they continue to whisper filthy, loving words into my ears, I feel my control unraveling, my body clenching and unclenching around them with wild abandon. The pressure mounts, and I know I’m close, so very close, to another orgasm.
I hear the creak of a door and my heart stutters. Aksel leans against the doorway, his eyes taking in the scene before him, a wicked grin playing on his lips.
“I wasn’t a bad boy. I should get to watch,” he muses. “Poor Rion and Blaze.”
“Don’t mention Blaze!” I snap, unable to contain my anger.
Aksel saunters closer, each step deliberate and calculated.
“Okay, mate,” he says, reaching out to grip my hair tightly in his fist. My scalp prickles with pain, but the sensation only serves to heighten the pleasure still coursing through my veins from Felix and Griffyn. I gasp as Aksel leans down, his lips brushing against mine in a rough, possessive kiss that leaves me breathless.
My body convulses with the force of my orgasm, and even as I cry out, I can feel Felix and Griffyn joining me, their climaxes filling me completely.
Aksel presses one last kiss to my lips before stepping back. “Get some rest.”
“Come here,” Griffyn murmurs, his strong arms wrapping around me as he lays down and pulls me close. Felix moves tomy other side, his warmth a comforting presence as he holds me tight and purrs. My body automatically relaxes at the sound.
I close my eyes, focusing on the steady rhythm of his purr and the comforting weight of their bodies against mine.
I drift off to sleep, held securely in the arms of two of the men who have come to mean everything to me.
Four
Blaze
I am a fucking idiot. The biggest fucker to ever exist.
Keeping this from Anna and the team was stupid and I knew it.
I knew it would come down crashing around me and I did it anyway. Out of a sense of honor, not wanting this burden to fall on Anna.
Rion is staring me down from across the room.
Aksel went upstairs soon after the obvious sounds of fucking happened. I know I’m not wanted there.
I’m pretty sure I won’t ever be wanted again.
“I know what it’s like to hate yourself,” Rion says, breaking my downward thought process.
I look up and make eye contact. His face is blank, not giving anything away.
“What?” I snap.
“I hate myself for what happened to Anna. I know the blame belongs to Killian and that Anna has forgiven me, I still fucked up. I can see it all over your face.”
“What you did was worse,” is all I can say.
Rion shifts forward and rests his elbows on his knees. “I agree. Which is why I’ll never stop hating myself and how I can tell you feel similar.”
My gut twists even further. I blow out a breath, contemplating how much to share with Rion.
The team hates me right now but for some reason, Rion is trying to talk to me about it.
