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I’ve made such progress with my body. I’m stronger now than I was before. There’s no need to pretend my life is together when it’s not.

I’m not alone. Together we’re strong but we’re vulnerable, too. I did this to them. And there is nothing better.

This is something I’ll never experience again without them.

“Don’t you fucking cum in her yet, Soren, you piece of shit,” Aiden warns. “Not until I’ve had a turn.”

“What do you want me to do?” Soren asks tersely.

Aiden’s cock jolts in my palm. “Pull out like a gentleman. I shouldn’t have to explain it.”

I swallow over the knot in my throat, tightening, as Aiden and Soren exchange places. Soren pulls out and leaves me empty, Tase fingering my clit and keeping me steady on my feet when I want to keel over. It’s a dance between us. An exquisite lesson in patience and pleasure.

The feverish need is back as I reach for Aiden, still sitting to keep the bulk of his weight off his knees. I climb onto him, facing him, tensing when Tase pushes me forward.

“Are you ready to have someone fuck your ass, Gilli?” he asks.

“Someone get the lube,” Soren replies like it’s a joke.

“That someone would be you,clearly.” Tase is taunting.

I feel Aiden between my thighs. He pushes up and splits me, fucking me hard, ruthlessly. My fingers clamp down into his shoulders again as sensations collide, Tase’s finger on my rear, slicking my desire backwards and priming me.

He sends a finger inside me and the movement urges me forward as I move up and down on Aiden’s cock. Hard and fast and I’m breathing like bellows, my body accepting Aiden and Tase’s indexfinger.

“Don’t worry about anything,” Tase continues. “Don’t worry. You’re perfect exactly as you are.”

He’s talking about my dysmorphia. How much I hate him being back there, seeing me. Seeing the parts of me I hate.

Then Aiden slams into me and Tase adds a second digit to my ass.

Soren brings my face up to kiss me. The sweetness of the kiss is at odds with the roughness of his beard. Our tongues tangle.

I drag my nails down Aiden’s chest.

Both holes are filled, my mouth occupied with Soren’s kiss, and Tase grips my hair as Aiden thrusts harder. Burying himself again and again.

“Oh my fucking god!”

I can’t think, can’t form words outside of that mindless curse.

My breasts bounce as I ride him and sweat sticks our skin together.

Soren clamps down on my mouth and swallows the last of my cries. Aiden groans, losing his pace, and warmth spirals up into me in half a second.

I take care of Tase, swallowing him down in the next beat, Soren pumping through his own orgasm and spilling across my chest. I close my eyes, still caught in the high.

Whatever happens, this is a moment I’ll treasure, forever.

I’m bruised and sore and used beyond reckoning and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Soren lifts me off of Aiden, cradling me in his arms as Aiden wiggles free and Tase kicks the discarded clothes. He grabs one of their shirts and pushes it over my head.

“Too much?” he asks.

Soren laughs and pulls me closer to his chest, nipping my lips. “Just enough. Our girl can take it. Although we didn’t need the lube.”

“She totally can,” Aiden agrees with one arm draped over his face.