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“Come here, baby,” he says, looking at me. As he tips the candle again, the wax falls onto my breasts, and I let out a scream. At first, it feels like too much. Pure agony, but then in its wake, the pain blossoms into something different. It buzzes across my entire nervous system until it culminates in this erotic need deep in my belly.

“Oh my God,” I cry out in a low rasp.

My eyes meet Eden’s as I sit up a little straighter, pulling her chest nearly flush with mine.

“Do it again,” I say to Clay. He moves Eden’s hair out of the way, and we all look down to watch the wax drip over our pressed-together breasts.

It might be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Or felt.

The sting of pain hits us both at the same time, and our grip on each other tightens. I suddenly feel closer to her. Right as the pain dulls and the arousal blooms, I grab her face and kiss her hard.

She moans into my mouth.

“I want to feel you come on my lap.”

My hand is in her hair, and the other is on her ass. We are so close I can’t tell where one of us begins and the other ends, so all I can taste and smell and feel is her. It’s perfect, and I want to stay like this forever.

But first, I need to feel her pleasure. So I relax my hand on her ass, and I press my thumb to her clit. She rides the silicone cock on my lap even harder as I circle my thumb around her clit with determination.

“That’s it, Eden. You’re almost there,” I say.

Clay comes back, this time without the candle, and pinches her wax-coated nipple again. His other hand grips her throat tight, so she is utterly surrounded by us, our touch overwhelming her body.

Her orgasm is a slow build, and I watch the way it climbs through every inch of her body. Starting with the way her fingers tighten on my flesh and the way her muscles contract. And then, finally, her breathing gets shallow and quick. Her moans fall silent just as she reaches the pinnacle of her pleasure. Then she is caught in an all-consuming orgasm. I feel it in the pulse of her clit and the squeeze of her hips around me. She lets out a desperate cry, and her body moves on its own, shuddering and jerking on my lap as she rides out every beautiful moment.

I’ve never seen anything more perfect in all my life.

It feels like minutes go by before her body falls limp, and Clay has to catch her from tumbling over. He strokes her face and kisses her forehead as she catches her breath. He takes her into his arms, lifting her from my lap.

Then he carefully sets her on her feet.

“Time for your favorite part,” he says affectionately as he pulls her over to the chaise lounge opposite the throne. He’s in his boxer briefs as he sits down first, pulling her into his arms next to him. Then he unscrews a bottle of water for her, making her drink as he wipes her neck and chest with a wet cloth.

Watching him take care of her makes me love him even more. Seeing what they have is special. It doesn’t make me jealous. It makes me grateful to have them both.

Assuming that’s what happens after tonight. This means she’ll stay, right? She’s proven to us that she trusts us, and we’ve proven to her that she belongs with us. That we’ll take care of her and love her and give her everything she needs.

Standing from the throne, I remove the belt and drop it on the floor. I find another washcloth and use it to wipe the dried wax from my chest. Grabbing my clothes from the floor, I slowly pull them on. Then I take a bottle of water from the cabinet and guzzle it down.

“How are you feeling?” Clay asks Eden. She gazes up at him with a lazy smile. “I feel good.” Her head rests softly against his chest, and her fingers lightly trace the ridges of his chest and abs.

“I don’t know about you guys,” I say as I take the seat on the other side of her. “But I could use a shower. Why don’t I take her to the locker room and get us both cleaned up?”

Eden lifts her head from his chest. “Just come to my house. We can all shower there.”

My eyes meet Clay’s, and we’re both staring in a bit of shock.

“What about…”

“He’s sleeping,” Eden replies. “But then you can…both stay the night. If you want.”

I can’t keep my hands off her. Leaning in, I wrap my hands around her waist and kiss her on the cheek.

“Seriously?” Clay asks. “Are you sure?”

She nods. “Yes. I am sure. I’m not making this decision right now. I’ve had this planned for a while.”

“This means that…we can try again, right?” I ask with hope.

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