Helanie:
Kaye had taken off his shirt and crawled onto the bed. "Your husband agreed to share you with us for the night," he whispered, sitting beside . My wolf was excited. And the pain was a different kind of pain—pain from lust and desire.
The mont Kaye pressed his lips against my cheek, my body shuddered. Maximus was in my sight when he approached the bed, ripping off his shirt and throwing it away. He sat on my right, his hand on my thigh, caressing it while giving small kisses on my cheek.
My body felt a different kind of arousal, like a thirsty person drinking from a well. My body was sandwiched between them as they kept kissing both of my cheeks.
"Where is Norman?" I managed to ask.
"He said—he—will—be out for a—run," Maximus muttered, continuing to kiss my cheek but now moving to my neck. Kaye’s lips reached my earlobe, and my eyes started to close. That kind of pleasure, even though we hadn’t really started yet, was strange.
The strap of my top slipped off my shoulder, and Kaye quickly started kissing it while moving his hand up and grabbing my breast.
He fit my breast in his hand and pressed it gently, then began to massage it. I had never been this intimate with Kaye before. I almost forgot how amazing his touch used to feel.
As he kept playing with my breast, my top started to slide down.
Maximus had planted little kisses all over my cheeks and neck before his hand moved up under my shirt and reached my bare boob. My eyes rolled back in my head when my nipple pressed hard against his palm. I found my legs rubbing together on their own.
Kaye had pulled down my top while Maximus had his hand under it. Kaye lowered his face and sucked my entire breast in, almost like he wanted to swallow it.
Maximus removed his hand and quickly pulled the top down, bringing my breast out before he, too, started sucking on it.
My body moved excitedly, and their hands t at my shorts. Maximus slipped his hand inside, followed by Kaye’s.
Their fingers reached my pussy, and that’s when I began to lose control.
The way their fingers parted my labia and fought to enter made my body start to shudder.
They kept my pussy lips spread with their fingers while adjusting their middle fingers at the entrance. And then, in one go, they both pushed their fingers inside .
"Ahhhh!" I scread so loud that I woke myself up from the well of my own lust. I suddenly rembered Norman, and guilt hit .
This pleasure was so overwhelming that if I let them keep touching for another minute, I would lose myself. Norman only allowed this because he wanted us to be free from pain. But what about his pain? I didn’t want him to force himself to share .
"No, no, no!" I started moving around. "Stop!" Thankfully, the minute I let out that word, the two pulled their fingers out of . I hastily managed to crawl out of bed, fixing my top before I turned to face them.
"This is wrong," I said, rubbing my face in my hands.
"What? He allowed it," Kaye argued.
"Because he can’t stand to see in pain, Kaye. I can’t force him into this kind of lifestyle," I shook my head, barely able to look at them. I couldn’t believe they were touching like that, kissing my breasts and fingering .
"But—" Kaye started to argue, but Maximus patted his shoulder.
"Let’s go," he said, not even looking my way.
"I don’t want to disappoint you two—" I mumbled, watching them walk out of the room. I could tell they weren’t just disappointed, they were angry. I noticed the way they were grunting. Especially Maximus.
"Wait, why are you two so angry with ?" I asked Maximus, clenching my jaw as the pain in my body began to return. It had felt so relaxing just a few minutes ago.
"Do you not want this?" Maximus turned to , questioning .
"Norman—" I started to speak again, but Maximus ca at , grabbing by the arms and shaking slightly.
"I’m talking about you. Do you not feel anything for us?" he asked, this ti looking directly into my eyes, his tone stern and intense.
I gulped hard, wanting to lie and say I didn’t feel anything for them. But that would be a lie. And the pain in my body would only grow if I hurt them or pushed them away.
"Tell . Do you not want this?" he insisted again, and I started to look away.
"She’s not answering. She feels sothing for us. She wants this," Kaye said, pointing at , looking so sad and disturbed. I could tell they were back in pain again.
"It doesn’t matter. If my husband isn’t ready, then I’m not either. And I’m not talking about just letting you two touch . He allowed this because he couldn’t stand to see in pain," I argued, and Maximus suddenly let go of with a small push.
He kept stepping back, shaking his head at in disappointnt. I felt so judged, but also lost.
I wanted them.
And I hated myself for it.
"We should really go now," Maximus said to Kaye, who looked so upset with that he kept trying to walk toward , only to stop himself.
"How could she do this to us? Did she stop loving us without even giving us a fair chance to be with her?" Kaye kept complaining while Maximus dragged him out.
"She doesn’t fucking care. We shouldn’t either, from now on," Maximus hissed as he pulled his brother with him.
"Maximus, Kaye! It’s not that I don’t care. I have obligations— a duty of loyalty—," I called out after them, but they slamd the door shut behind them.
And that’s when the pain hit hard.
I heard one of them growl in pain outside, too.
I had never been so confused in my life.
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