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Chapter 65

The next morning, I wake, deciding to go have a shower while everyone is still asleep. Excited to finally be able to shave my goddamn legs, I quietly and gently climb over the limbs that are threatening to trap me in the bed and rush to the bathroom and closing the door.

I turn the shower on and strip, grabbing a razor from under the sink. The ring on my finger catches the light as I reach for the box. Grabbing the razor, I step in the shower, wishing we had a bathtub in this house. I lather up my leg and start shaving, it felt like forever ago that I actually had the shower to myself. Smiling, I revel in my ability to hog all of the water. I shave one leg then move onto the other when I feel hands grip my hips as someone slides into the shower behind me, their erection pressing against my ass.

“I was enjoying being in here without having to share the water,” I tell Silas as he presses his erection against my ass, nearly knocking me forward as I bend over trying to shave. “Hello, shaving here, don’t, you will make me cut myself,” I tell him.

“You still haven’t paid up, you owe me for doing a nudie run across that field,” he says, bumping me forward again. I stand up, having finished my other leg.

“No, she owes me, I won,” Dragus says, stepping into my shower and taking up more room. Seriously, they can’t even give me five minutes in the shower alone?

“I won,” Silas argues, and they both start bickering over who won the damn race. I try to sneakily hop out of the shower when Matitus steps in, blocking my escape. “And where do you think you’re going?” he says, pushing me back into the shower.

“Hopping out,” I tell him, trying to squeeze around him. Silas’s arms wrap around my waist, tugging me against him.

“Not so fast. You’re paying up before you can get out.”

“What is it with you three and shower sex?” I ask, seriously the shower always turns into some orgy.

“You’re wet, ready, and naked,” Silas chuckles, kissing my shoulder, his hands trailing up to my breasts as he squeezes them. I hear Darshan start crying and smile cheekily.

“Saved by the baby,” I announce, about to step out.

“I will go, don’t let her out till I come back,” Matitus says, wiggling his eyebrows at me while I glare at his retreating back as he leaves the room.

“Any more excuses? You’re not bleeding, Matitus has the baby, and you owe us,” Silas all but purrs behind me. His tongue moves to my earlobe as he flicks it, sucking it into his mouth, biting down softly on it.

“Yep, I need to get ready, Abbie will be here soon,” I tell him, his grip tightens, and I sigh.

“Can’t we do an I owe you?” I ask them hopeful.

“Nice try,” says Dragus, stepping forward and capturing my lips with his. He forces me back against Silas, his arousal pressing tightly against my lower back when I feel his hand move between my legs, his lips on my neck as he rubs my clit.

I try to escape them, wanting to get ready to see Abbie, when Dragus suddenly drops to his knees. Silas’s hand moves and goes to my breast as he pinches my nipple rolling it between his fingers. Dragus kisses my slit, and I feel him grab my leg quickly before I can pull it away and chuck it over his shoulder. “I have to get ready argh,” I sputter over my words when I feel his lips suction around my clit.

“You were saying?” Silas asks.

“Ah just don’t stop,” I moan out, grabbing Dragus’s hair and holding him there while he swirls his tongue around my sensitive bundle of nerves while sucking hard. Silas chuckles behind me, his arm around my waist, holding me as I feel my legs start to buckle under me. My skin heats up as arousal floods my system, and I’m not sure if it is mine or theirs, maybe both.

Dragus grabs my leg that’s draped over his shoulder, his grip tight as I feel my legs begin to shake, my climax reaching its peak as he devours me. Silas squeezes my breast hard, and Dragus’s tongue makes my eyes roll into the back of my head as I lean back heavily on Silas. I am shoved over the edge, my hips moving on their own as I move my hips against Dragus’s lips. My orgasm rushes through me in waves, my pussy pulsating as I come undone and moan loudly.

My leg slides off his shoulder, and Dragus rises, kissing my lips as my eyes flutter back open. I tap him on the shoulder.

“Thanks, much more relaxed,” I tell him, about to step around him and make a run for it.

Dragus chuckles, stepping closer gripping my hips.

“You’re not escaping,” he says, grabbing my ass and lifting me, my legs wrapping around his waist as I grip his shoulders.

“No, I need to get ready,” I groan, knowing that if one starts there is no escaping them.

“We put a ring on her finger and now she thinks she doesn’t need to put out,” Silas chuckles.

“No sex after marriage,” I tell him,

“Good thing we aren’t married yet,” he says as I feel Dragus suddenly ram into me, his cock stretching me, the feeling a little strange since having a baby. His grip on my ass tightens as his nails dig into me. I feel Silas fingers move between my cheeks as he slides his fingers into me only to withdraw them slowly, Dragus pulls out, slamming back in, pushing me against Silas. I feel Dragus nip at my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. I move my hips wanting him to go faster.

“So impatient,” Dragus murmurs.