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Leaning in for a kiss with Bunny, I tug at the waistband of my shorts until they slide off my hips. Keys bends down and nips my ass with a cheeky bite, and Bunny giggles into my mouth.
“Come on, Neil. Come to Bunny.”
I crawl down between her legs as she wiggles out of her jeans. Keys toys with my cock and balls while I lick Bunny’s wet pussy, reveling in the sweet flavor of my favorite rabbit. When Keys’ tongue traces a line between my cheeks, I almost come off the bed with shock.
“Shh, baby. Just let it happen,” he says, cupping my balls as he runs a circle around my rim.
With Keys and me occupied, Kendrick takes advantage of Bunny’s open mouth. Already stripped bare, he kneels in front of her and offers her his cock, which she takes with a smile. I watch this all from my vantage point below, and the sight is enough to make my dick throb. Bunny grabs Doc’s shaft and starts to rub him while she sucks on Kendrick, and it’s almost too much for me to watch. I close my eyes and focus on pleasing Bunny, on taking what she taught me and applying it to her clit with all I have.
Something warm and wet touches my ass, and it takes a second for me to register the scent of lube in the air. I moan as Keys fingers me, getting me ready for his entry. We’re all one moaning, writhing mass of limbs, and I love it.
I suck on Bunny’s clit while Keys starts inching into me. My cries are muffled, but Keys’ aren’t. He groans as he sheathes himself inside me, stilling for a moment before he starts to grunt and thrust. His hands glide up my back, digging into my hair before they disappear. I open my eyes to see Keys grabbing Kendrick’s ass, giving him the same treatment I had just moments ago.
Keys and Kendrick? It’s surprising, but I’m not complaining. Kendrick even reaches back and takes a handful of Keys’ hair in his fist, holding my boyfriend in place for the rim job.
I complete the circle by covering Bunny’s hand over Doc’s rock-hard dick. We jerk him off together, with Bunny coming undone on my tongue just as Doc shoots a load of warm cum over our joined hands.
This kind of erotic chaos has become part of our lives, with everyone sharing each other. It’s so fucking beautiful. Sure, we still have our times when we’re “alone” with each other, but now the “together” times are so much better than I could ever have imagined when I first came to the Burrow.
After we’re all spent, we take turns in the shower. There’s room for all of us—Bunny sprang for a massive remodel when she bought the penthouse—but we’ve found that if we do that, we’ll just get riled up again.
Breakfast is a little better than stolen eggs and bacon. Now that Bunny’s not afraid of us loving her for her money, she lets Kendrick have access to it to spend on nicer things. Bread for French toast. Fresh, unexpired milk. Veggies for omelets. All the fixings. Even orange juice. It’s great seeing her happy againandeating well. I think we’ve all put on a few extra pounds, but it’s totally worth it.
Bunny’s reached an accord with the cops. Despite the bloodshed at the Cobra’s penthouse, they can’t find enough evidence to pin anything on the Hare. The former Vipers sure aren’t talking; in fact, they’re siding with Bunny, stating that Ramsey turned on Candy then on his own men. They told investigators that it was kill or be killed, never mind the couple dozen gunshot wounds in Ramsey’s body when it was found. Since there’s no evidence and no cooperative witnesses, they had no choice but to let Bunny and the rest of us go.
The Vipers dissolved, replaced by Bunny’s new army of hired vigilantes: the Colony.
It was that or the Fluffle. No surprise that the snake-tattooed gangsters went for something less … cuddly.
The money doesn’t just go to keeping the streets clean of scumbags; Doc got a brand-new clinic out of the deal. Like, a legitimate clinic. He can only take on an administrative role until he finishes med school, which takes up a lot of his time, but he’s happy and blissfully drug-free. In fact, the restraints sit in a back room now, gathering dust. No one’s used them in months.
I managed to get Keys on the right side of the law, too. We hired a few of my old coworkers away from the big gaming company to start our own. Wicked Twister Games launched just a month after we conceived it, fronted by Bunny’s considerable wealth. Okay, and a bunch of Cobra’s cash. We took full advantage of that. Our first game,Mage Euphoria, is in the developmental stages now, with a whole team of designers working to create the best graphics money can buy. We even created a genderfluid character option and multiclass specialties.
It’s nice to be able to discuss my job with my parents again. They’ve tried asking me about my time “missing,” but I just brush it off as an early midlife crisis. Better they don’t know about the illegal activities and squatter living.
Cliché as it sounds, some days I have to pinch myself to remind me that I’m not dreaming. How can this really be my life? From quasi-virgin living in a shitty studio to poly-boyfriend in a downtown penthouse suite … It’s surreal.
The biggest plus to Bunny realizing her earning potential is that she’s no longer putting herself in harm’s way. She lets the Colony handle the dirty work, and she keeps her hands clean. She still takes out the proverbial trash, but now she does it more subtly, through her network of Colony workers. Kendrick doesn’t have to rough anyone up, either. He’s now Bunny’s head of security and official personal guard. Nobody but nobody messed with Bunny before, but now she gets preferential treatment in places that previously would have kicked her out, and the looks when Kendrick plays the guard role up by standing at the table in a Michelin-star restaurant while the rest of us dine with Bunny are too funny. Seeing big, buff Kendrick decked out in fancy suits tickles me, too.
A little money goes a long way.
Not that the money is everything. It makes things easier, sure, but it’s not our be-all and end-all. I could easily just forget it all and go back to a repurposed warehouse if it meant being with Bunny and Keys and even Kendrick and Doc.
Bunny even had the Burrow rebuilt, almost brick for brick. Some nights we go back there as a group to revisit the good old times. In fact, Bunny has us booked for a staycation next week—completely in the Burrow. She’s declared semi-annual trips like this, living like they used to, to keep us “humbled and grounded.” I think she misses the place, honestly, but I don’t care. If Bunny wants to vacay in the resurrected Burrow, then that’s what we’ll do. I can handle a week or two a year of that. I could handle a lifetime of it, but thankfully Bunny’s not that crazy.
As Bunny settles down between us at bedtime, she sighs contentedly and gives us each a kiss.
“This is great. We’ve got this huge penthouse with this massive bed that Kendrick built us, and we’re all healed up from the whole Cobra business and everything. It’s nice.” She brushes her hand against her scarred thigh. “Well, as healed up as we’re gonna be, anyway.”
Kendrick traces the letters with his fingers. “She was wrong, you know. You’re nobody’s whore.”
Bunny laughs. “I mean, I go to bed with four guys every night …”
Doc frowns. “Not funny, Bunny.”
“You go to bed with four guys who love you,” I amend, “who would do anything for you. That’s not whoring yourself out. That’s being a family.”
“Family …” Her voice trails off for a second before she shakes her head as if to clear it. “That’s right! You guys are my family more than Sun Yi ever was. More than Mark Kincaid was.”
