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I reached up to cup Fox's cheek. “It’s okay, the wanker over there will just blame the curse for it all and remind us how much he doesn’t want to be here.”

Fox laughed, and Marshall pulled his hand to his heart. “Sugar, I can’t—”

“I still don’t feel myself, so can we keep doing this for a while?” I looked between Fox and Dawson, who offered me a nod and a smile. “And you. I can’t listen to what you can and can’t do. Your dicks broke me… literally, so let’s make this less about you and more about me, just for a while. You promised me a Fast and the Furious marathon. Just tone it down, Marshall. I can’t take any more insults or harsh words today.”

His face crumpled. “I was just being honest.”

I scrunched up my nose. “I get it, but those words hurt and I don’t feel able to deal with them right now.”

“Noted, Sugar. Only kind words from here on in.”

I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but when I woke, my head was in Fox's lap as he stroked his fingers through my hair, Marshall thumbed the arches of my feet that rested in his lap and Dawson sat on the floor in front of the sofa, my hand in his as he held it across his chest. I’d never felt so whole, so calm, so happy. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t have the energy, so instead, I let out a contented sigh as I let sleep pull me back under.

Marshall

Wespentthedayon the bus doing very little, and it wasn’t something I was used to. We focused on Lea, took care of her, touched and soothed her while she recovered and as the hours passed, her smile came back.

I tried not to panic with the realization that I was not only stuck on this bus with nowhere to run; I was also stuck with these people. I tried not to let myself think about my past, about my hang ups, about what I really wanted in life, and the extremes I’d gone to not let myself have it. And just for once, I let myselfbe, and I had to admit that it felt nice.

But then the voice in my head—the one that reminded me what could happen… what would happen, what did happen—yelled at me yet again. Telling me that they were only here because of the words tattooed on our arms and not because they felt anything for me. They had their little triangle, and I was just the person who happened to be there that night. Fuck, if Lenny hadn’t been off this week, then they would be bound to him and not me.

Lea shifted, taking her feet out of my lap and pushing herself up to sit, all three of us turning to look at her.

“How you feeling, Sunshine?” Dawson asked from his seat on the floor.

“Better.” The color had come back to her cheeks and her eyes were no longer red from crying so much. “I think I needed this, so thank you.”

Fox wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning his head on her shoulder in a move that showed the bond between them. One that I’d never be able to have.

He readjusted himself so she could sit back between his thighs, her hand moving to Dawson’s head, raking her fingers up his neck and into his hair, causing him to moan and I tried not to react to the fact that no one reached for me.

“You up for talking,” Fox murmured against her neck.

“I am.”

“Okay, first things first. Safe word… for all of us. Just one or else it will get confusing.”

“Can we just have red?” she suggested, and we all nodded.

“Okay, anything you absolutely don’t want to do?”

“I don’t want anything inside me that’s not one of you or a toy.”

“Good, anything else.”

She bit down on her lip, and then she spoke quietly, “I don’t want to wake up alone… after something as intense as last night.”

“We’ll come on to aftercare stuff, but that’s a given from now on, so you don’t need to worry. Anything sex wise you don’t want.”

I watched her let out a long sigh. “Last night was amazing, but I’m really sore today, so maybe I need more time to work up to it. I think I prefer someone in my ass than two of you in the same place.”

“Good to know.”

“I liked your fingers in me with Marshall. That felt amazing.”

I couldn’t contain the hum of agreement that spilled from my lips as I remembered them moving against my cock.

“Anyone else got anything?” Fox looked between Dawson and me.

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