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Sliding between Keir’s legs, Blaine bites his lip. “How badly do you want my mouth, Keir?”

His voice ragged, Keir says, “Why don’t you find out?”

I’m getting so horny again I squeeze my legs together with a squeal.

Blaine leaves a tiny bite mark on the inside of his thigh before his tongue runs toward Keir’s balls. Sucking one into his mouth, he lightly rolls it on his tongue before popping back off it, then presses his hands down on Keir’s chest. Matt’s spread lube on his condomed dick, and he moves behind Blaine, running his cock over Blaine’s asshole. For a moment, Blaine rears up and turns to place a fierce kiss on Matt’s lips.

The whole world slows as I watch Blaine feeding Keir’s dick into his mouth, then Matt entering Blaine from behind. I can’t sit still. I lean over, kissing Keir as his groans fan a flame inside me.

I feel Hutton’s length twitching against my leg. I pull him inside me with a hand between my legs, bucking back into him. My hand goes over Hutton’s head to Caleb, who reaches around Hutton to massage my breast. All connected…

Keir is right on the edge with Blaine sucking on him, but Matt pulls out before he comes which makes Blaine stop. Matt tosses the condom, putting lube in his hand as he bends forward on the bed to work his fingers over his ass crack. “Fuck me,” he says, looking at Keir.

Holy shit. That was hot.

Space is made on the bed as I move back against Hutton, our climaxes soaking us both. Matt lies next to me, giving me a kiss that makes my insides feel shaky.

Keir strokes his cock a few times, getting in position to enter Matt as he moves his ball sack back then strokes himself lazily. Blaine bites Keir’s shoulder as he gets out of the way, but Keir looks back at him, grabbing his arm. “Stay.”

Everyone stops.

Keir has never allowed anyone to touch his ass or his asshole, always a top because of his abuse. It’s a sensitive topic no one breaches. Is he…

But no. He’s wanting to keep Blaine in the mix.

He moves so Blaine can ride Matt’s cock while Keir follows Matt’s order to fuck him. For a few stunned seconds Blaine seems confused Keir is including him. It’s not the first time there has been intimacy between the three, but it’s never been like this. It’s always been more aggressive, bordering on rough, between Keir and Blaine.

I don’t move myself off Hutton’s beautiful cock, sating my craving to have him rooted deep inside me as I watch them…it’s passionate, it’s love making. Keir kisses Blaine’s shoulder gently after coming, leaning his head on him while regaining control of his breathing. They ease apart as Caleb hands over a couple washcloths. Blaine decides instead to wipe his cum across Keir’s chest, pressing him to the bed for Matt to lick it off.

They turn to me. “I bet you’re ready to cum again, sweetheart,” Matt says, kissing my hand.

Maybe we’ll set a record tonight.

My heart is in my throat as I take the podium in front of a ballroom full of medical professionals. I feel like a fraud. Why would they listen to me? Then, I remember what Dr. Wallen said. “What’s an expert, Eden? The title is subjective…People will listen when someone has something to say. When they’ve experienced and learned something valuable.”

I take a deep breath, then begin. “The primary reason people are stuck in trauma cycles is not because they can’t heal from it. We are all born with an innate capacity to triumph over the hardships we endure. The issue is not the capacity, but that the body is not in a condition to heal itself because you’re either at war with the biologically correct symptoms for the state you’re in, or you’re talking about past childhood trauma, which will do nothing but make you feel worse. The trauma is not a past event, it’s your brain perceiving a threat in the here and now and your body preparing to address that threat. We should be working on conveying safety to your nervous system in real time, repeatedly.”

They listen as I talk for almost an hour. With each word my chest opens wider, my breathing slows, my eyes adjust to the lights shining on me, and the words feel like I’m setting myself free.

Leaving the stage to enthusiastic applause, I think of Greg’s last words to me. I think about them daily.“Time always knows when to show up and who to bring, because everything happens for a reason.”

*Is it ever really the end? *