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Lucky bastard.

“Princess? We need to do a little rearranging, okay? Hold tight for just a second.” Adler kisses the top of her head as he eases Rory off Gray.

From there, all the guys finish getting naked, and Gray lies down on his back. Adler helps Rory straddle him again, but this time, he pushes her forward, so she’s completely lying on top of Gray, who wastes no time thrusting inside her. For a minute, we all get caught up in watching them, but Adler quickly resumes his plan. He reaches into my nightstand and grabs a bottle of lube. Wade watches with fascination as Adler squirts some all over Rory’s backside and slowly inserts one of his fingers.

Rory lets out an intense moan at the intrusion which encourages Adler to add a second finger. She bucks back and forth between his fingers and Gray’s dick easily. Wade moves to the side of the bed, his balls dangerously close to Gray’s face, and Rory doesn’t hesitate to reach out with her tongue and run it up and down his length. With her thoroughly distracted, Adler lubes up his dick and pushes into her ass, making Gray and Rory cry out obscenely. It’s so fucking sexy.

It takes a minute for Adler and Gray to get their rhythm, but once they do, it’s amazing. When Rory gets more comfortable, she adds Wade back into the mix and pleasures him with her mouth. She’s tentative at first but finds her sweet spot and has all three guys grinding and writhing in ecstasy in minutes.

I’ve had my dick in my hand this entire time, and when I can see everyone getting close, I move to Rory’s free side near the edge of the bed and guide her hand to me. She doesn’t skip a beat and begins stroking me at the pace everyone else is moving, and I know I’m going to come quickly. Gray goes off first, slamming into her a final time and shouting obscenities. Wade is next, holding her head while he finishes down her throat, then kissing her wildly once she’s licked him clean. Adler takes another minute, and my twin and I are in sync as he finishes inside her and I come all over Rory’s hand and the bed.

Wade is the first one to get clear headed enough and leaves the room to come back with towels for everyone. He has a warm wet one for Rory, and he spends a few minutes cleaning her up with it before we all collapse on my bed. It’s late and sleep is pulling us all under. I drift away with a smile on my face. Our girl may not have said the specific words, but she needed us. She wanted us. This is it.

Rory

WhenIwakeup,there’s an incredible ache between my legs and an urgent need to pee. I carefully pull myself out from underneath everyone’s limbs and slide off the side of the bed. I’m not sure whose shirt I grab off the floor until I pull it over my head and smell the sweet scent of cedar and know it must be Wade’s. I don’t want to bother anyone because it’s so late, or early depending on your mindset, so instead of using Hayes’ en suite, I go back to my room.

I handle my needs, and as I wash my hands, I stare at myself in the mirror. There’s still a lot of sadness in my eyes, but there’s something else too. I finally feel awake, like truly awake, from the bullshit and lies that were used to keep me asleep by my father and apparently my fiancé. I take a deep breath, and my resolve strengthens. I know what I need to do.

I hop in the shower because I definitely look like I just fucked four dudes. I quickly go through the motions of getting clean and hop out, not wanting to waste a second. I don’t want to risk using the blow dryer, so I towel dry my hair as best I can. I grab a pair of jeans that had been added to my wardrobe and decide to wear Wade’s shirt still. His scent is comforting, and I want it wrapped around me. I tie a knot in it so it doesn’t hang so low, throw on a little mascara because it gives me a confidence boost, and give myself a nod in the mirror. This is it.

I silently move through the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water and a granola bar, and conveniently spot Adler’s wallet by the refrigerator. He has sixty bucks in there and that could come in handy, so I take the money and slip it into my back pocket. Guilt flashes through me at what I’m about to do, but I shake it off, because honestly, why the fuck should I feel guilty?

With a final look down the hall and a moment of silence, I quickly walk through the living room and head for the front door. I know Gray is Mr. Tech, but I’m hoping he doesn’t have anything set up that will alert them to my leaving. I want to be long gone by the time they wake up, and I’m hoping our late night activities will help with that. There’s that fucking guilt again.

I didn’t sleep with them with this plan in mind, but the opportunity would be stupid to pass up. I unlock the multiple deadbolts on the door, grimacing every time the lock slides. I pull the door open, and when I don’t hear an alarm or shouting, I hop out, close it as quietly as humanly possible, and start running. At first, I have no idea where I am or what fucking direction I’m headed in, but I quickly realize that I recognize the area. I’m maybe fifteen minutes from my house or my parents’ house. I keep running and head for a twenty-four hour convenience store that I know is just down the road. I never did cross-country or enjoyed running, but I make impeccable timing, shoeless and all.

The man behind the counter takes in my appearance with wide eyes, but I have twenty-four years of experience knowing that if you act like everything is as it’s supposed to be, people will skim over the details.

“Excuse me, sir. Do you have a phone I can use?”

“What for?” His gruff voice and narrowed eyes aren’t promising.

With my sweetest smile on, I answer. “Please, I don’t have my cell phone on me, and I just had the most horrific night. I just want to call my mom and dad, so they can come get me.

Please?“ I manage to squeeze a tear out, and the man softens.

“Sure, sweetheart. Here.” He hands me a cordless phone from behind the counter. “Can I get you anything, do you need the police or something?”

“No, I’m okay. I just really need to get home. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He stays behind the counter but moves away to give me some privacy while I dial.

The phone rings and rings, but eventually, my father’s sleep-riddled voice answers.

“Hello?”

“Dad? It’s Rory. I escaped, and I’m at a convenience store, but I need you to come quick and get me. Please.” I sound desperate, even to my own ears.

“Rory? Are you serious? Thank fucking god, sweetie! Where are you? I’m leaving right now, baby girl. I’m so glad you’re safe.”

I quickly give him the name and address, and he assures me he’ll be here quickly. I thank the store manager again and wait near the entrance for my dad. He must have broken all the traffic laws because he’s here way faster than he should be. He gets out of the car and runs to me, tightly pulling me into his arms.

“Rory, I’m so sorry. Are you hurt? Do I need to have the doctor come to the house?” He looks me over carefully, and if I didn’t know better, I’d believe the concern I see on his face.

“No, I’m fine. Will you please just take me home?”

“Of course, baby girl. Your mother has been a wreck. She burst into tears when I woke her up with this news. I called Brendan while I drove here, and he said he wanted me to bring you back to your house, but I convinced him to meet us at ours instead.” He says all this while he helps me to the car, and we pull out of the parking lot.

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