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Story: Run and Hide
Unable to help myself, I go up on my tippy toes and wrap my hand around his neck to feel closer to him, desperate to feel his lips. I close my eyes, and anticipation builds as his lips brush against mine. His scent is intoxicating, and I can feel my heart racing as Cyrus’ lips move, his hand smoothing down my back. I let out a soft moan, and much too soon, he pulls away.
“No more tonight, little crow. Your body has been through enough.”
I roll my eyes, wanting more but knowing I can't have it. I look up at him, my heart heavy with disappointment, but I give him a weak smile and a nod. I know he’s probably right, but fuck, I want so much more.
Cyrus must see the disappointment written all over my face, because his hand snakes between my legs as he sets me on my feet. He presses his lips against my ear, whispering, “I will never be able to resist you, Mia. You can ask for anything, and I’ll give it to you.” Without warning, Cyrus thrusts two fingers into me, his lips swallowing my moans until I’m moments away from the edge.
“Come for me, baby.” As if his words are my trigger, I do. I shatter on his fingers, my heart beating hard behind my chest as he stares down at me, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.
“Now, it’s time for sleep. You need rest.” Grabbing a bottle of soap, he squeezes a decent amount into his palm, washing every inch of my body before turning the water off.
I go to step out of the shower, but I stop in my tracks as I find Kian leaning against the counter, hunger in his eyes as he tracks over my dripping body. Cyrus must see his intentions, because he steps around me, grabs the towel off the hook, and wraps it around my body.
“She needs rest, Kian.” Cyrus smacks his shoulder as we walk out of the bathroom, but Kian grips the back of my neck, pulling me back to his chest and then doing the same to Cyrus. His chest gets pressed against mine, sandwiching me between them.
Kian sends Cy a wicked smile.
“Fine. But the second it passes seven hours of sleep, I’ll be waking both of you up with my cock.” Cyrus doesn’t say anything as Kian pulls him closer, pressing their mouths together.
Good God, am I dreaming?
“No, little crow, you aren’t dreaming.” I must have spoken that last part out loud, because Kian chuckles and Cyrus steps back.
We make our way into the room, Cyrus already shoving my head through a T-shirt, throwing my towel to the ground.Typical man.
They both try to reach for me, but I dodge them as I throw myself onto their king-sized bed with a deep sigh.
It takes literal seconds before my eyes begin to droop as the bed dips from both sides, Cyrus on my left and Kian on my right.
“We aren’t letting you go, little crow,” Kian tells me. “You’re ours now.”
“Yours,” is the last thing I say before sleep takes me.
Best Halloween ever.
The End
“No more tonight, little crow. Your body has been through enough.”
I roll my eyes, wanting more but knowing I can't have it. I look up at him, my heart heavy with disappointment, but I give him a weak smile and a nod. I know he’s probably right, but fuck, I want so much more.
Cyrus must see the disappointment written all over my face, because his hand snakes between my legs as he sets me on my feet. He presses his lips against my ear, whispering, “I will never be able to resist you, Mia. You can ask for anything, and I’ll give it to you.” Without warning, Cyrus thrusts two fingers into me, his lips swallowing my moans until I’m moments away from the edge.
“Come for me, baby.” As if his words are my trigger, I do. I shatter on his fingers, my heart beating hard behind my chest as he stares down at me, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.
“Now, it’s time for sleep. You need rest.” Grabbing a bottle of soap, he squeezes a decent amount into his palm, washing every inch of my body before turning the water off.
I go to step out of the shower, but I stop in my tracks as I find Kian leaning against the counter, hunger in his eyes as he tracks over my dripping body. Cyrus must see his intentions, because he steps around me, grabs the towel off the hook, and wraps it around my body.
“She needs rest, Kian.” Cyrus smacks his shoulder as we walk out of the bathroom, but Kian grips the back of my neck, pulling me back to his chest and then doing the same to Cyrus. His chest gets pressed against mine, sandwiching me between them.
Kian sends Cy a wicked smile.
“Fine. But the second it passes seven hours of sleep, I’ll be waking both of you up with my cock.” Cyrus doesn’t say anything as Kian pulls him closer, pressing their mouths together.
Good God, am I dreaming?
“No, little crow, you aren’t dreaming.” I must have spoken that last part out loud, because Kian chuckles and Cyrus steps back.
We make our way into the room, Cyrus already shoving my head through a T-shirt, throwing my towel to the ground.Typical man.
They both try to reach for me, but I dodge them as I throw myself onto their king-sized bed with a deep sigh.
It takes literal seconds before my eyes begin to droop as the bed dips from both sides, Cyrus on my left and Kian on my right.
“We aren’t letting you go, little crow,” Kian tells me. “You’re ours now.”
“Yours,” is the last thing I say before sleep takes me.
Best Halloween ever.
The End