Chapter 52
Lane
S he looks exhausted, beautifully exhausted, and covered in cum.
Absolutely perfect. My only regret is not adding my own to her body.
I’ll keep that in mind for another day. Based on her satiated expression, my gut tells me she will be begging for more in no time.
I will be the one ready to happily oblige.
Never in a million years would I have thought today would lead to us with our limbs tangled and in this bed, but you won’t catch me complaining.
Everyone seems more relaxed than ever, and Alara did so well.
For someone who wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to partake, she sure caved rather quickly and responded to my dirty talk just the way I like.
Thoughts of having not only River, but also her tied to my bed at the same time have the blood flowing directly to my cock again.
Now that would be a ton of fun. I dismiss the thought for the moment because aftercare is important, and right now, I have to make sure my two favorite toys are cared for.
"Come on, you two." I slide off the bed, offering one hand to Alara and the other to River. "Let's get you cleaned up."
"I'll handle this," Nix offers, referring to the sheets, and I graciously nod .
Ideally, once everyone is cleaned and showered, the four of us can come back to the bed and relax a bit.
We started this as a group, and it should end that way.
It would be a nice time for open discussion, too, if there is anything Alara would want to talk about.
This was a big step, and not one that any of us takes lightly.
How we proceed could determine the band’s future.
See, I'm not just the dumb funny one. I care deeply about those I give my time to. It tends to be my downfall, one that contributes to the never-ending spiral of what ifs. There's no time for that now, though. Instead, I lead Alara and River to her adjoining bathroom.
There's a reason I had River in my room all the time instead of me being in his. This shower is significantly smaller than mine, which may pose a problem, but we will make do. I let go of their hands, lean into the shower, and turn the water to the perfect temperature.
When I turn back around, both of them are standing there silently waiting for instructions. "Hop in so I can wash you."
"Okay," they say in unison.
"Awe. Look at my pets. They are so obedient," I joke, earning me a slap to the stomach from Alara.
Good. She's still got that spunk in her that I've come to enjoy.
River rolls his eyes and follows her into the shower. Reaching into one of the drawers under the sink, I grab three washcloths after placing three towels on the sink, and then climb under the warm water with them .
As soon as I step inside, I catch sight of one of the most tender moments I’ve ever seen. River is only an inch or so away from her lips, with one hand resting on her waist. He reaches up with his other hand to push some of her hair out of her face before leaning in to press his lips to hers.
My heart practically skips a beat at the sight.
There's something about seeing two people I care deeply about connect that leaves me at a loss for words.
When he pulls back, he reaches for me, and I smile softly.
I step toward them, allowing him to wrap a hand around my waist. The three of us make a triangle under the cascading water, and stay like that for a few minutes.
I would love to stay like this for hours, but I’m sure Nix will be back in the room and waiting for us soon. He deserves to be part of the aftercare, too.
"Will you wash her body while I get her hair?" I ask River, offering him one of the washcloths.
"It would be my honor. Is that okay, Alara?"
"Of course, it's okay."
I grab the body wash, squirting a decent amount on it before handing it off to River.
From there, we reposition with him in front of her and me behind so that we can perform our tasks.
I grab the shampoo as she smiles softly at me, making my heart skip a beat again.
It smells like mango, but lathers into her hair nicely.
She leans back onto my chest as I gently massage the top of her scalp, and she soaks up every ounce of my touch. It’s just like I imagined would happen. She’s greedy like my River, after all .
When he finishes washing her, we prompt her to rinse further under the water.
While preoccupied with that, I take care of my guy.
He stares down at me while I drag the soapy cloth along his skin, erasing the scent that we all created together.
It feels wrong, but it only means I'll have to dirty them up again soon.
Alara steps to the side, letting River rinse his body, and I expect her to stand idly by, but she surprises me. She snags the washcloth from my hand and eyes me carefully before rubbing it against my figure.
I don't know how the little fucker still has anything in him, but my cock springs to life from her faint touch as she glides the fabric from my shoulder, to my chest, to my stomach. Naturally, my newfound excitement doesn’t go unnoticed.
"You're insatiable." She grins as the washcloth moves over my hard length.
"Only for you," I tease just as she finishes, and River lets me fully under the water.
One at a time, we step out, dry off, and wrap the towels around ourselves. I make a mental note to sneak away and grab three shirts from my room when we get out of the bathroom because if there's one thing I would love, it's to lie in bed with both of them wearing my clothing.
"Come, my pets. It's time for bed."
"Not your pet," my snarky girl replies.
"Oh, my bad. How could I forget? River is my good boy, and you're just a little saxophone." I sneak a peck to the tip of her nose before opening the door .
"I think I prefer to be a pet."
"Yeah? Would you still want to be a pet if I told you one of the requirements was to get on all fours and bark for daddy?"
"Ew, weirdo." She shakes her head while the three of us walk back into the bedroom.
"Saxophone it is, then." I smile. "Don't worry, pretty girl. I love playing a good instrument any chance I get."