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“I’m going to fuck you, baby,” Alex says, his voice low and husky.
“Yes,” I moan, my body arching toward him.
“And then I’m going to fuck you,” Liam growls, his fingers digging into my hips.
Ethan just gives me an intense, hungry look.
“Yes,” I cry, my body aching for them.
They take turns, their cocks filling me, stretching me, their hands and mouths exploring every inch of my skin.
I lose track of time, lost in a haze of pleasure, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their cocks thrusting deep inside me.
“I’m going to come,” I gasp, my body tensing.
“Come for us, baby,” Alex commands, his voice strained.
“Yes,” I cry, my body exploding with pleasure.
They follow soon after, their cocks pulsing inside me, their release triggering my own.
We collapse in a tangle of limbs, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts racing.
“I love you,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion.
And as we drift off to sleep, I know that I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.
* * *
Afterward, we lay there in a tangle of limbs, our skin cooling in the night air. I’ve never felt so content, so completely at peace. Here, in the arms of my loves, the rest of the world fades away, and all that matters is the love we share.
The rest of the weekend passes in a blur of lazy mornings and afternoons of laughter, passion, and quiet moments of intimacy. We hike through the woods; the autumn leaves a riot of color around us. We paddle out onto the lake, the sun warm on our faces and the water lapping gently at the sides.
In the evenings, we cook dinner together, chopping, stirring and tasting, the kitchen filled with savory scents. We eat by candlelight, the flickering flames casting a warm glow over our faces as we talk, laugh, and simply enjoy each other’s company.
And always, there is love. The gentle touches and stolen kisses, the whispered words of affection. It’s in the way Alex’s hand finds mine as we walk, the way Ethan’s arms wrap around me as we fall asleep, the way Liam’s eyes brighten when he watches me from across the room.
It’s a love that makes me feel cherished, safe, and understood in a way I never have before.
The drive back home is quiet, each of us lost in our own thoughts as we watch the miles slip away. The city looms on the horizon, like a glittering jewel in the distance, and I feel a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving our perfect bubble of happiness behind.
But then I remind myself that the magic of this weekend isn’t confined to the cabin in the woods. It’s a part of us now.
That night, as we lay in bed, I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes.
“Thank you,” I whisper, my voice choked with emotion.
Alex brushes a tear from my cheek, his touch gentle and reverent.
I smile through my tears, my heart so full it feels like it might burst. This is what love is, I realize. Not the grand gestures or the sweeping declarations, but the quiet moments of tenderness.
And as I drift off to sleep, safe and warm in the arms of my loves, I know I am the luckiest bitch in the world.
Ava
The doorbell rings, and I feel a flutter of excitement in my stomach. Maria is here, my adorable, crazy sister who I haven’t seen in months. I rush to the door, a grin spreading across my face as I throw it open and see her standing there, a matching smile on her face.
“Ava!” she squeals, dropping her bags and pulling me into a tight hug. The familiar scent of her perfume envelops me, and I feel a rush of nostalgia and joy.
