Page 35 of Hold Your Breath

When I nod, he wraps me in his arms and spins me around.

As he puts me back on my feet, Micah claps his shoulder. “It means she isours.”

“How about we are each other’s?” I interject. “Now, who is going to be the first to give me more orgasms? Last one there is a rotten egg and has to watch.”

Before they understand what I mean, I run toward the main bedroom. The house has five bedrooms, and when we got back from our family’s Easter, the main one was converted into everyone’s space. Then we each have a room we can go to if we need our own space.

When I reach our room and fling myself on the bed, I make sure my ass is in the air, so it’s the first thing they see. I’m facing away from them as they run into the room, but I hear, “That ass is mine!”

Zac flops down beside me, and when I shift to sit on him, Jace beats me to it and we both laugh.

Jace leans over and gets a condom and lube from the drawer. I have seen the guys fuck without condoms, but when I’m involved, they like to make sure they are wrapped, so things don’t end up in places they shouldn’t. As embarrassing as it is, my mom sat us down and had a talk about how women can get infections. It’s something as adults we already know, but it was funny watching the guys squirm.

When Jace lowers himself onto Zac’s wrapped and lubed cock, I see where this is going. Next, Jace guides me to face him, straddling his lap, and I sink down onto his cock. As I move my hips, Zac wrapshis arms around Jace and places his hands on my thighs, and when the bed dips, I know Micah is behind me.

“Ready for me?” he asks, and I nod. I’m more than ready.

Micah slides his fingers in beside Jace’s cock and fingers me. They know exactly how to make me drip, the three of them all moving together. I need him in my ass, though—I love feeling full.

“Please,” I beg.

“Please, what?” Micah whispers against my ear.

“Please fuck me. I need you.”

With that, he removes his fingers and brings them to Jace’s mouth, which he eagerly opens, and at the sight of him sucking my juices off them, I almost lose it.

When Jace is done, Micah withdraws his fingers and grabs the lube. He squirts it on my ass, using the tip of his cock to spread it around. Then slowly he pushes in, little by little, letting me adjust after each movement.

When his hips are flush with my ass, I beg him to fuck me, and he eagerly obliges. With every thrust, he pushes me into Jace, and somehow, we all find a rhythm.

My orgasm builds as Zac’s fingers skim across my skin, leaving heat in their wake. The way Jace looks at me, as if I’m something he’s been starving for, makesmy pulse race. And Micah’s words of praise, telling me all the ways I am utter perfection, are music to my ears.

I can’t think. I don’t want to think. I just want more.

These men are dangerous—being with them is intoxicating, and I never want it to stop.

My body tightens, trembles, then shatters as waves of ecstasy crash over me, and I scream out their names, one by one.

Micah is the first to move, and he helps me off Jace and pulls me into his arms. “Shower with me?”

I nod and we leave Jace and Zac in bed, heading into the en suite. Micah runs the shower and we both step in. Steam swirls around us, the hot water cascading over my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the fire of his touch. His hands glide over my body, slowly tracing every curve like he’s memorizing them. I shiver, not from a chill, but from the way his fingers tease along my waist, pulling me flush against him. The water drums against my back, but all I can focus on is him. His lips ghosting over my neck, then the deep, needy sound he makes when I press closer. My pulse pounds in my ears, and my breath hitches as his mouth claims mine.

Pulling back, I smile up at him. “I never imagined I would be this lucky.”

“We are the lucky ones. Thank you for giving us a chance to love you.”

My heart thumps wildly behind my ribcage. “You love me?”

He nods. “I do. I know it might be too early for you to say it back, but my dad always told me when you know, you know.”

“I know, without a single doubt, I love you and Jace and Zac. I don’t know what I would do without you three.”

“I love you too,” Jace says, slipping into the shower.

“Me three,” Zac says.

I don’t know what the future holds, but right now I am happy. I have three men who worship the ground I walk on. Every day I wake up thinking it’s all been a dream, but it hasn’t. People might not understand our relationship, but when I’m with my guys, I no longer care what anyone else thinks about me. And they refuse to let me believe I am anything other than their perfect Little Bunny.

The end.