26. Veronica #2
They ram erratically into me, fingers biting into my skin until they roar ferociously, like two fierce lions claiming their territory. Filling me up beyond belief, their warm sperm drips out of me as they slow their thrusts.
My ears are ringing, vision filled with spots, body turned to mush as our harsh pants overlap each other. “Holy fuck! Noh, you got her? Because my knees are about to give out.” Gabe gasps as he kisses my temple.
“Yeah, I got her.” Noah adjusts his hold on me as Gabe’s hands leave my body, and his still half-erected dick slips out of my ass, causing me to whimper at the ache left behind.
I hear him plop down on the bed, seconds before Noah sets me down beside Gabe, who now lies on his back with his arms up over his head. Noah climbs up the bed beside me, lying on his side with one hand draped lazily over my body.
“Best fucking sex of my life.” Gabe laughs breathlessly.
“Right with you on that one,” Noah says, smiling.
I want to agree with them, but no words leave my mouth. Almost like my mind and body are no longer connected together. My eyes are open, but I feel like I’m sleeping, like I’m dreaming. I hear them, but they sound distant. Even their touch feels numb, but not in a bad way.
Noah frowns when he notices all I’ve been doing for the last minute is staring at him without moving. “Kitten, you okay?”
“Umphm.” Wow, seems I can’t talk either.
Gabe laughs and rises to his elbows. “What was that, baby?”
“Nnnhg… sex.” I squeeze my eyes shut, shaking my head from side to side as I try to pull myself out of this strange yet heavenly subspace.
Noah chuckles. “I think we broke her again.”
Gabe leans in, cupping my face. “What is it, Vixen? You want more sex?” He smirks.
My eyes pop open faster than lightning striking the ground. “Noooooo… uh-uh. No. Nope. No more.” Finally, some real words.
“You sure? Because I could probably go again, just give me a few more minutes.” He lowers himself and grazes my nipple with his teeth.
“AHH! No!” His touch feels like a million needles poking through my skin with how sensitive my body is right now.
I push him off, rolling over Noah’s body and almost falling off the bed in an attempt to get away from Gabe. Noah catches me by the waist seconds before I slip past the edge.
“Woah there, Kitten. Don’t want you getting hurt.” He sets me back above him, my back to his chest.
Something pokes at the base of my spine, and my eyes widen. “What the hell? How are you hard again?? I just died!”
He chuckles as Gabe laughs harder. “Someone’s being dramatic.”
I glare his way.
“All right, up. Let’s clean you up, then bed. Unless you want that bath and more orgasms that we talked about?” Noah asks, pushing against my back until I’m sitting up above him.
“Oh, no. I am closed for business until tomorrow.” I shake my head.
“Tomorrow as in… when we wake up? Or tomorrow right now? You know, since it’s way past midnight.” Gabe winks.
I point my finger at him. “Don’t get smart with me, Pretty Boy.” He only laughs.
“Okay, come on, in the shower. You’re leaking all over me.” Noah grabs my waist and hoists me in the air just as Gabe gets off the bed and takes me from Noah’s outstretched hands.
It’s pretty funny how after sex, they like to pass me around like I’m a baby. They’d be great dads, no doubt about it. Oh… oh no! Where the hell did that come from!? No! No baby thoughts! Out! I banish you. Obliviate!
I wrap my legs around Gabe’s waist and look back over my shoulder at Noah, who stands from the bed, pools of cum leaking down his lower abdomen. “Oopsie.” I giggle nervously.
We step into the huge gray tiled shower, and Noah walks over to the control panel, turning on the rain shower above us. Warm water pours over our bodies, steaming up the room within seconds. There’s also jets along the walls aiming in every direction, but we rarely use those.
We’ve quickly gotten into a routine when it comes to shower time. Noah washes my body while I wash Gabe’s, then Gabe washes my hair while I wash Noah’s body. After that, the boys finish off with washing their own hair as I watch them with hungry eyes.
I like these moments with them, something we share every night that bonds us together.
It’s intimate and sweet. The attention they give me makes me fall for them a little more every second we spend here.
Sometimes we even go as far as having naked bubble fights that end with some steamy sex against the glass wall, or the floor, or the bench. Really just anywhere. I love it all.
Once we’re all clean and dry, we get back into the room and climb into bed naked. Well, Noah and I do, but Gabe just stands off to the side looking despondent.
“Gabriel?” I know what’s coming, but I wish he wouldn’t.
“I’m gonna head to my room, it’s late and I’m exhausted. You two get some sleep as well,” he says quietly.
“Gabe… you don’t have to leave. I don’t care about your nightmares.” I stretch my hand out and grab his. “Just stay…”
I know he still gets them, despite having gotten rid of his parents’ blackmailing threats.
It doesn’t happen every night, but on the nights it does, I hear him through the walls.
I hear him screaming and crying in agony.
It rips my heart to pieces, and all I want to do is run to him, to help him.
All I want to do is save him from those demons that still haunt his mind.
But Noah stops me every time, telling me that he’ll be okay and it’ll soon be over. So instead of going to him, I spend the next hour awake, listening to his cries until they finally stop and I know the nightmare is over. Then I fall back asleep, wishing I could help him somehow…
“I can’t, Vixen…”
Tears well in my eyes at his words. I don’t want this to be our life.
I don’t want him to have to sleep in a separate bed when we should be together.
I want to fall asleep next to him and wake up in his arms, the same way I do with Noah.
I want us to talk for hours until exhaustion takes over and kiss the second we open our eyes in the morning.
Gabe crouches down beside the bed, gliding his fingers through my hair.
“No, baby. Please don’t be sad. I want to stay, believe me.
There’s nothing I want more than to spend the night with you at my side.
But it’s better this way. Safer.” He kisses my forehead, then my lips.
“I’ll work on it, okay? Just be patient with me. Can you do that?”
“Okay,” I say softly.
“I promise, I’ll get a handle on it. I’ll figure something out.” He kisses me once more and stands, his hand falling from my hair. “Goodnight, my beautiful girl.” He nods to Noah, turns, and leaves, closing the door quietly behind him.