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“Faster, Davy,” I ordered. “Slam me harder. Fuck, yes. That’s it.”

It would’ve been awkward to try to stop things, but speeding them up was fine, and before long I was engulfed by another orgasm and it was all I could do to keep from screaming my bliss, but the knowledge of how close my coworkers were outside was enough to keep me mostly quiet.

We could be assured other glampers wouldn’t hear normal conversation because of the distance between cabins, but security was closer, and they had shapeshifter hearing, which meant they’d heareverything.

But I was supposed to forget about them and enjoy myself, so I was doing the best I could to do just that.

And then Will had me and Davy roll over on the king-sized bed, which put me being the one in the middle, riding Davy’s cock while Will hammered my asshole, and then there was no remaining silent. Once again, my orgasm took over and controlled both me and the bear, pushing both of us down until we were only the climax, pure bliss trapped between two cocks, two men we were falling in love with.

When it was over and we’d all caught our breaths, Will made Davy get the baby wipes and clean me up while he went to the weird little spigot-sink thing and washed himself. There was an outdoor shower, but I guess he didn’t want to have to deal with that in the middle of the night.

I think I was asleep before he made it back to bed. It’d been a long day and a whole lot of orgasms, and the last one made me crash.

Chapter 18

Will

Kyleigh needed extra bonus pay for finding this gem, and I sent my money guy a text telling him how much to send and the explanation before I crashed for the night.

The king-sized bed was a tight fit and made us all snuggle closer, but everyone seemed comfortable so I didn’t order Davy to the sofa. I looked through social media about ten minutes before settling my phone on the travel charger and closing my eyes to try to go to sleep, but my mind wouldn’t settle.

Eventually, we’d need a contract for the three of us, but should I encourage Micca and Davy to create their own?

And if Micca moved in, where would her closet be? I could give her a guest bedroom closet, but that seemed rude. There was literally no place to build another closet adjacent to my bedroom, though. Maybe I should give her Davy’s closet and move his to a guest bedroom closet? No, I didn’t want to give him the idea I was replacing him with Micca. I made a mental note to talk to my builder and see if he had any ideas, and then I quieted my mind and listened to Micca and Davy breathing until I finally dropped off into sleep.

Micca woke first and went to the little toilet in the cabin, advertised as a composting toilet, which seemed normal except you don’t flush after, and there’s a valve you open if you need to poop, which I hadn’t needed to yet. The pee disappearssomewhere, and it doesn’t smell, so however it’s engineered, it seems to work.

Davy went when she returned, and I decided to go out back and pee off the deck the tent/cabin was built on. Micca joined me outside, and it felt like perhaps morning sex might not happen when she told me she’d put coffee on. I can do with or without it, but Miccaneedsher coffee in the morning. Davy, too. Also, Micca is kind of grouchy until you feed her, so I sent the text to the restaurant, letting them know we were ready for our breakfast, pre-ordered by Kyleigh.

“This has been nice,” Micca said while I sent the text. “Thanks for putting it together.”

“My travel planner gets the credit for finding this place, and I put through an extra bonus for her last night before I went to sleep. We’re doing a 4D movie today, and a train ride, kayaking the lake, and a short hike on the island. Anything else you want to do while we’re here?”

“I wouldn’t mind doing the cable car again today, or even hiking up and back down. I’d like to see the view again. I really enjoyed the energy at the top.” She leaned into me. “What are we doing for breakfast?”

“I just texted the restaurant to let them know we’re ready for it. They should deliver it within fifteen to twenty minutes.”

“Your travel planner again?”

I nodded. “She sent me the available menu items day before yesterday, and I chose a little of everything. I have numbers to text when we’re ready for certain things, and that’s one of them.”

We walked back inside, and Davy was back in bed, under the covers. “Does Master require anything of his slave this morning?”

I shook my head. “Why don’t we all make use of the outdoor shower? It seems big enough for three people.”

It turns out, sex wasn’t entirely off the table. I ordered Davy to his knees so I could fuck his face while Micca and I kissed and made out, and I eventually fingered her to orgasm.

I blow-dried my hair when we finished, since I was supposed to look like Lord Byron today. It’s easier to pull it back and be Will, but today would once again be about fans getting pictures.

Micca managed to shower without getting her hair wet, so it was only a matter of her washing her face inside and then applying her over-the-top makeup.

And then the food arrived — waffles with honey in a lidded condiment holder instead of syrup, two pounds of bacon, a big tub of scrambled eggs, a bowl of gravy, a large container of fried potatoes, tons of ketchup packets, lots of salt and pepper packets, and real plates and flatware. We’d have to take the dishes back later in the day, but it was well worth it to not have to eat from paper plates.

We rode the cable car to the top first thing, and Micca was right to want to do it again. It was still just as magical at the top, and she explained about how grounding this huge piece of granite was to her. It sounded woo, but I couldn’t argue with what she said because it was easy to imagine the ‘roots’ of the granite deep in the earth were somehow attached to my feet, indeed grounding me. I felt calm and serene, at one with the planet somehow, when that isn’t usually how I feel on mountains.

Or maybe it was just the power of suggestion.

We had to go back down in time for our train ride, which was pretty cool, and Davy wanted to see the antebellum buildings, which turned out to be more interesting than I thought they’d be.