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I shred at least four towels before I return to the closet, pulling sheets out of there. Several of them in an array of colors, taking them into the bathroom with me. I use a pair of scissors to help cut and shred the sheets I found on the counter.
“Ronni!” I hear a voice from behind me. I snap my head around and growl as Darrell walks into the bathroom.
I return to the sheets and finish what I was doing. Ignoring the fact that Darrell is here, I continue making my nest. I don’t think about the fact that it’s in the tub, and that I’ll now be stuck sleeping here for the next several days, or that I need them. All I know right now is that I need to make my nest, and it has to be perfect. I catch out of the corner of my eye Darrell leaning up against the counter to just watch me. When I finish using the sheets, I lean over the tub and it smells wrong. I lift my nose in the air and smell Darrell. I turn my head toward him, wanting the shirt off his back for my nest.
I step up to him and pull at the hem of his shirt, and he lets me take it right off him. I rip it down the middle from the neckline and place it in one of the corners of the tub. It needs more. I turn and walk out of the bathroom into Dash’s room, pulling a shirt out of his laundry basket, ripping it as I walk back to the bathroom to place it in another corner.
Leaving the bathroom, I go on the search for something else. Colson leaves clothes here all the time, there’s gotta be one somewhere. I go back into Dash’s room and find Colson’s leather jacket. Lifting it to my nose, I smell it, and it smells like him. It’ll do. It ends up in pieces littered in the third corner. I turn back around to leave when I see Mitch. I walk up to him, putting my hands on the neckline of his shirt and rip it down, pulling it from his body. I move quickly to put it in the fourth and final corner.
“Sweetheart.” A hand runs up my back, sending a shiver through my entire body.
I turn to look at him, feeling the power in his touch. Needing more than a touch to my back. “Veronica.” I hear Darrell from behind me. “You did amazing on your nest.” I feel him press against me. “Don’t you want to lay in it?” he asks, running a hand through my hair.
I do. I want to nuzzle into my nest and make it mine. My body aches as I climb into the tub, laying down among the tattered linen. Their smells surround me, soaking into my senses as I lay there with my eyes closed.
“That’s right, baby.” I hear Darrell’s words as I roll to my back, letting my knees fall open. I’ve soaked completely through my pants, clear down to my knees.
“Take them off.” I hear Mitch say. “Spread your legs wide for us, sweetheart.” I do as I’m told, keeping my eyes shut as I push down my pants, over my knees, letting them drop down around my ankles.
My knees fall open, and I hear them both inhale and groan. “So fucking perfect.” I hear Darrell moan. “Touch yourself,” he says. I’d rather have them touch me, but if that’s what they want then I’ll give it to them.
“I want to fuck her,” Mitch growls. “Her scent is too overwhelming.”
“You have to learn to control yourself. So you aren’t always just rutting. You need to learn to please her, bring her to climax more than once.” Darrell’s voice is calm and soothing.
I open my eyes to see both of them standing over the tub, with their cocks in their hands. I shouldn’t have opened my eyes. I could have just kept imagining their cocks, but now that they're out, I literally just want to have them buried deep inside of me.
“Stay there, little one. Let us finish on you. Not in you,” Darrell says.
“I want.”
“No. You said you didn’t want a baby. So this is what you get until you take the herbs and let them kick in.” His voice booms in the small bathroom, echoing over the sound of Mitch’s moans. “Finger yourself. Bring yourself to your climax as we watch.” Darrell’s cock taunts me, as my body pulses, needing more than my own fingers.
I rub my clit, feeling my own slick. My body hums watching them pumping their cocks over me. I want more. I need more. I push two fingers into myself, letting a moan escape my lips. “I can’t,” I cry out. “I need more.”
Darrell lets out a growl, releasing his cock from his hand. He leans over me, pulling me from the tub. He lifts me up, moving us over to the toilet. He sits down, pulling me down on his lap, impaling me in frustration. “Then take it,” he says as his finger tips dig into my hips.
I begin to move in slow motions, riding him as I cry out at how full I am. The twinge of pain from the sudden intrusion begins to fade, as I get used to his girth. "Ronni." I hear Mitch from behind me. He pulls my sweater up over my head, throwing it who knows where.
I moan when I feel his mouth against my neck, trailing kisses down. My body moves of its own accord, feeling Darrell inside of me, craving more. “Does he feel good inside you?” His words vibrate through me like a low hum, feeding the flames.
I make a noise, but I wouldn’t call it a moan. To me it sounded like a bear being strangled but, whatever it was, it caused Darrell to grunt, gripping my hips tighter as I rock on him, forcing my hips to move faster. “Get her off,” he growls.
My body tightens, feeling him grow inside me, pushing me further into the abyss. I feel hands behind me, and I’ll be fucking damned if I get pulled off right now. Flinging my arms around Darrell’s neck, I lace my fingers, locking them in place as I continue to grind against him, needing the release.
“Let go,” Darrell says, but I ignore him. Leaning over, I feel the need to let go of everything except him. “Fuck it.” He groans, losing grip on his control. His hands begin moving me harder against him. I press my lips to Darrell’s, feeling the power behind him as I kiss him. Our lips dance together like they were always meant to do. His tongue invades my mouth as we rock together.
“Ronni.” I hear Mitch groan from behind me, feeling a warmth splatter across my back. I know it's his cum, covering me, marking me, and that sends me further into a frenzy. I break the kiss with a growl as I feel myself building, the fire fueled by the desire to be with them.
My chest burns as I fling my head back letting out a long, jagged scream feeling like my body is being pulled apart. Everything in me is tight, pulsing from my orgasm. Colors dance behind my eyes, exploding like a firework.
There’s a small tingle at the back of my neck, that sends a larger shiver through my body forcing me to shake. “Veronica.” I slowly bring my head back over to look at Darrell. My eyes are heavy, and I’m feeling good. Cloud nine, kind of good.
I start to push up off him, but the pain reminds me that I’m attached to him for a few. “Ronni.” I hear Mitch say behind me.
I look from Darrell to Mitch, suddenly feeling ashamed. Like I’ve disappointed them. My feelings start bubbling,I will not cry,I tell myself. Not like this. I miss being numb, not really feeling anything. Right now, I’m a bumbling idiot full of a wide range of emotions. I’ve done things wrong, I’ve skipped class, snuck out, wore something I wasn’t supposed to wear. But none of that compares to what I’ve just done.
I can feel his knot deflating, not full but enough that I push up off him, hissing from the pinch of pain, and run. They holler after me, but I can’t talk to them. Not right now. I slam my door shut, locking it behind me. With my back to the door, I slide down to the floor and just sit there. My body doesn’t hurt like before, I feel fine for now. Releasing a deep breath I didn’t realize I was holding, I look over to my bed. A simple nap turned into chaos. I thought I had more time. The dreams weren’t as vivid, and I thought I could use that as a count down.
