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Chapter Twenty-Three

I'm warm and cocooned, and having the best dream. But when I try to roll over beneath my blankets, long fingers wrap around my thighs to hold me in place. Holding me open for probing kisses and a tongue.

"I've missed you," says Helix from under my covers.

I'm not sure if Helix is talking to me or to my pussy specifically, but either way, I shift a little to help him find the perfect spot that has me humming in bliss.

"Sounds like someone missed me too," he says, his breath hot on my clit. "Were my teammates not taking care of you properly while I was gone?"

Fuck, it's not even dirty, but Helix checking in on me about how his friends having been fucking me makes me feel both a little bit used in the sexiest of ways, and cared for, because they're sharing the responsibility to make me always feel wanted.

He flicks my clit with his tongue, pulling a moan from me. "That's not an answer," he says, drawing back.

Reaching down, I grip Helix's hair to tug him back to where I need him, but he resists, chuckling.

"They did," I finally say, my voice hoarse from sleep, "but they aren't you."

All of my boyfriends touch me slightly differently, all in good ways, but sometimes I just need a specific touch. Besides, it's felt like part of us, of me, was missing with Helix gone.

Helix laughs again. "You're so good for my ego."

Then he drags his tongue from my entrance to my clit, latching on to suck at the sensitive bud. He bites down lightly, restricting the blood flow until it's almost uncomfortable, before releasing the pressure. The blood rushing back in sends waves of pleasure through my limbs.

It's not enough though. Not when I know what he's capable of giving me.

"More." I tilt my hips up to Helix's eager mouth. My boyfriends have been making me so needy with this constant servicing.

My fingers grip his hair tighter as he feasts on me, angling closer as he slips two fingers inside me. It's not a cock, but it's better than empty as he builds me up to a perfect morning orgasm. I can't imagine a better way to be woken up.

My orgasm is just out of reach though, and he withdraws his fingers. It's as if he's intentionally holding back, extending my missing him by not being fully inside me yet. His being home won't feel real until he's fucked me.

Hooking my leg over Helix's shoulder, I encourage him to take more. To give me everything. He's flared up these needs that had lain dormant for so long, and now that he has, I need him to help me sate them.

Helix gets the message because he moves down, he's fucking me with his tongue exactly the way I wish he would with his cock. I'm so close. I just need a little more.

When he presses a single slick finger against my puckered asshole, my hips jump of their own volition—first in surprise, and then pleasure, as he eases past my body's natural defenses until he's a knuckle deep.

With both holes penetrated, my hips keep moving, fucking both Helix's tongue and finger at the same time until I'm coming.

Helix removes his finger, but he's still lapping up my juices as my pussy pulses. Then there's another, larger point of pressure at my ass, sliding home smoothly in the wake of his finger. Once it's in place though, it doesn't move. It just fills me as I ride out the last waves of my orgasm.

"What did you do?" I'm breathless as Helix kisses my clit once more before crawling up the bed to place another soft kiss in the corner of my lips.

"Butt plug." Helix captures my mouth in a breathtaking, needy, and distracting kiss that keeps me from asking any further questions.

Especially as he re-fans the embers of my orgasm, building the heat back up until my hips are moving against him, seeking what I really want.

Still lost in the kiss, I lift my leg and hook it over his hip, silently begging for what I need.

He doesn't give in though, instead teasing me by sliding his hard length against my still-swollen clit.

I moan, frustrated by Helix's refusal to fuck me while also reveling in the feel of him against my aching clit.

The shifting of my leg changed the position of the toy in my ass, ramping up my need to be fully filled and stretched by him.

It's been a while since one of my boyfriends has filled my ass with a toy, and I'd nearly forgotten the feel of it moving within me.

"I knew you'd appreciate a new toy after our being away this week," says Helix as he finally relents and sheaths himself in my wet pussy.

"I'm glad you're all home." The house felt weird with only a few of us here. Now that Helix is home we can get back to a semblance of normalcy.

"Me too." Helix bottoms out with each steady stroke, ensuring his pelvic bone grinds into my clit with each thrust to provide that extra touch of stimulation.

Words are erased from my mind as Helix folds my knees up higher, nearly beneath my chin, and jackhammers me into the mattress. Each thrust and fold of my body shifts the butt plug, driving me wild. Folded in half in this way, the toy feels larger as my ass clenches around the plug.

When Helix rolls his hips, he hits my g-spot perfectly and my world explodes.

"Fuck," Helix groans through clenched teeth, "your pussy is like a vice around my cock. Milking me of all my cum."

All I can do is lie here and enjoy the spasms rushing through my body. My first orgasm is obviously good, but my second is always better, probably because my body is still sensitive and revved up from the first one.

"I have training." Helix pulls out of me and rolls over to the side of the bed.

"You're taking this toy out of me first, right?" I watch as he stands to tug on his sweatpants.

"Nope." Helix leans down to plant a last quick kiss on my lips. "Don't get the tail wet either. That means no shower."

"Wait," I sit up, feeling the toy shift inside me, "a tail?"

All Helix does is wink before disappearing down the hall, leaving me alone in my bed.

Rolling onto my hip, I look behind me and can see something orange, but it's difficult to get a good look. Scooting across the bed, the toy drags a little, shifting, but not getting pulled out. Then I look in the bathroom mirror.

Right there, protruding from my ass, is a short fluffy tail. It looks almost fox-like.

This is ridiculous. I can't spend the whole day wearing a butt plug, let alone one that doubles as a tail.

I should take it out. My boyfriends have done it before so it shouldn't be difficult.

I'd have to make sure I get the angle right though or it'd be even more uncomfortable than spending the day with it in.

Maybe it'll be fine for a little while. Worst case, it if gets too annoying, I'll convince one of my other boyfriends to pull it out.

Not being able to shower is a challenge, though. I clean myself up as best I can with a washcloth. There's still a lingering scent of sex, but hopefully nothing a dash of perfume and deodorant won't cover up.

I attempt to pull on some panties to properly get dressed, but the tail gets all bunched up. That crosses off pants then as a potential outfit too. I grab a skirt and a sweater. If I'm walking around bare underneath my skirt, I'm at least going to feel well-covered on top.

Miles and Helix are eating cereal in the kitchen.

They all seem to live on the stuff, along with energy drinks.

I'm not sure how they look so sexy naked without putting healthier foods into their bodies.

Right now though, their focus is on my body.

I'm almost certain Miles knows what Helix did. About his leaving this toy in my ass.

"Sit down and join us," he suggests with a wicked gleam in his eye.

He definitely knows.

"I'd rather stand." Pouring my own bowl of cereal, I lean a hip against the high countertop and keep an eye on them as I slowly eat.

Mid-bite, there's a sharp vibration in my ass, nearly surprising me into dropping my bowl. They both keep their faces completely neutral, so I'm not sure who did it. Who has the remote for the toy tail?

"Are you sure you don't want to sit down?" Miles pulls out a chair next to him.

They must have vibrated the tail to get me to come over, so I shuffle to the table and half-kneel on the seat of the chair so I don't have to put all of my weight directly onto the plug. Even if I smooth down the tail, I'd still be pressing it deeper into my ass.

"What a good little fox," praises Helix.

"What do you mean fox?" asks Miles, rinsing out his cereal bowl and putting it in the dishwasher.

"You should show him, Clarissa." Helix grins. "I'd tried to order a cat one since I've always wanted a cat, but I couldn't find one. So we have a little fox now."

"No, it's embarrassing," I grumble. I like these guys, and I really love the toys they use, but I still feel weird about initiating anything with them. And this would definitely initiate something.

My fox tail vibrates again, soft and teasing. I shift a little on my chair.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Helix reassures me. "He's going to love it, and you'll make his day. I bet he'd ensure you love it too."

Helix has a good point. They've never been mean to me, and Miles probably would get a laugh out of it.

But I'm also not sure I want him to laugh at a thing that's supposed to be sexy.

Although I'm not fully certain that this is sexy.

It probably is funny, and I don't want him to think of it and start laughing whenever he fucks me in the future.

The vibrations change to a new pattern, and all I can do is shift as Helix—I'm now certain he's the one controlling the plug —coaxes me to get wet. I decide I can try to find the pleasure in this moment. They want me to be comfortable and excited about the things they're excited about.

On a heavy sigh, I stand up and lift my skirt slightly to show off the tip of the tail that's hanging between my legs. I also stick out my tongue at Helix, who just winks at me.