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THE PERFECT GIFT

Day 568

My eyes roll back into my head a bit at Theo’s words, and I nod again, a soft sound escaping me that draws Kenji and Adrian’s eyes. Theo takes another step back away from me, looking up at Kenji and waiting for his instructions. But Kenji shakes his head and points to Theo. “It’s your birthday. Your rules. You’re in charge tonight, T.”

“Are you sure?” Theo asks him, mouth slightly agape. When Kenji nods, Theo takes a deep breath before returning to me. His fingers trail over the top of my foot, up my leg, and over my hip. His hand splays over my stomach, and his eyes drink their fill once more. He’s suddenly contemplative, lips pursing while he seems to consider something.

“Do you want to be a good girl for us, Star?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, nodding. My hands are tied, so I have no way of signing to him, and my words slip out even though I know he can’t hear me. “Please.”

The corners of his lips quirk up. “We’re going to play a game.” My eyes dart to the other two, and I can see their eyebrows are raised. They don’t know what Theo’s planning and they’re just as curious as I am. My eyes make their way back to the man in front of me.

“What’s the game?” I ask, breathless, hoping he’ll be able to read my lips well enough to know what I’m asking him.

He walks over to one of the drawers in here where the three of them have decided to keep things they find on supply runs for ‘fun.’ I can hear him digging through it, and when he turns back to face me, his hands are holding some sort of scarf or tie. I’m not sure what it is, but my thighs rub together as I guess what he’s going to do with it. When he makes his way back over to the bed, he drags the fabric over my skin before dropping it on my stomach. “Kenji is going to come over here and tie this around your eyes so you can’t see, and then the game starts. You’ll have to guess who’s who. If you can guess correctly, you’ll get a prize at the end.”

“But what about you?” I blurt out, wondering why it feels like this is becoming a gift for me instead of one for Theo.

“Don’t worry about me,” he says, a silent chuckle following his hands. “This is exactly what I want. Say yes, Star.”

I nod immediately. “Yes. Yes.”

Theo steps back and turns away to sign something to the guys. They nod, and Kenji steps forward, taking Theo’s spot in front of me. He grabs the fabric off my stomach and looks up at me. “Safe word?”

“Red.”

“Good girl. You’re going to be blindfolded so you won’t see who it is, and your mouth might be full. If you need to stop tonight, I want you to snap your fingers three times. Can you do that for me?”

I nod, then snap my fingers to show him I can. He nods before climbing onto the bed, sitting me up and positioning himself behind me. The fabric comes up, plunging me into darkness. I can feel the way Kenji tightens it and ties it, and his lips come down close to my ear, making me shiver. “Beautiful, beautiful girl.”

Kenji moves, positioning me further up on the bed so my head is on the pillows. He brings my hands up to rest above my head and tells me to keep them there. And suddenly, just like that, his warmth is gone. My heart begins to race as my mind takes off, wondering who was going to start, how they were going to start. I hear them undressing, and my hands feel clammy as I will myself to relax.

“Knees up and legs apart, baby,” Kenji coos to me, and my body immediately follows his orders. A muttered curse sounds from somewhere in the room, and then silence. My chest heaves with anticipation, and I can feel the wetness gathering at my core. No one moves, though. No one speaks. I know the three of them are watching me, I can feel the heat of their eyes on my body. And yet.

After an eternity, I hear movement. The first sensation I register is hands skating over me, kneading my thighs, and digging into the skin. Without thinking, I blurt out, “Adrian! Adrian’s touching me right now.”

A chuckle sounds over me, and I know I’m right. A few moments later, the hands leave my body and I hear footsteps telling me the person is walking away. I feel cold all of a sudden, like he took all of the warmth with him.

“Good job, Sunshine,” Adrian says from across the room. “But I think we have to mix up the game a bit. The three of us will each take a turn. You’ll hold in your guesses until we’re all done, and then you can tell us who went in what order. Deal?”

“Yes,” I tell him, my voice sounding breathy and low even to my own ears.

A rustle in the room and then fingers on my legs, spreading them further apart. With the first puff of hot air against my center, my hips rock forward involuntarily, desperate for anything to ease the ache that’s built up the last half hour ever since Kenji started tying me up. My skin is feeling sweaty and desperate, and a needy whine escapes before I can stop it. When I feel the first swipe of a hot, wet tongue trailing a path from opening to clit, a harsh cry leaves my lips, and my hips jump up. In an instant, there are hands holding my hips down, and then, once again, nothing.

“More, please,” I beg of them after a few moments of stillness, the words coming out in a whine. And then there it was. The tongue plunges into me so suddenly, filling me, before moving out to slowly swipe up. Over and over with a torturous slowness, licking me like something to savor. The hands holding my hips start to splay out over my belly, the fingers gently moving in circular motions, petting me.

Adrian.

I thought Theo might be the first as the birthday boy, but with the deliberate teasing and the way the mouth on me is leisurely taking its time, I know it’s my sweet Adrian. He keeps going, dragging it out and bringing me to that edge oh so slowly. I can feel my stomach tightening up, my breath coming in short pants. Just before I fall over the precipice, the tongue is gone. The hands are gone. I’m cold and empty again.

“Poor thing,” I can hear Adrian click his tongue somewhere in the room as I struggle to catch my breath. “My sweet girl looked so close, didn’t she?”

A groan escapes my lips, but before I can say anything, there’s someone else there. Again, the movements start slow. A soft blow of air towards my clit, fingers gently spreading my wetness all over. A nose in my curls, like he’s breathing in my scent before he dives in. When his lips finally touch me where I need him the most, I feel like I’m going to combust. His tongue slowly laves over me, and then I feel his fingers at my entrance. He pushes one in and then another almost immediately after, curling them and hitting that delicious spot that makes me jolt in pleasure. His tongue continues its assault on my clit, and I scream out loud when I feel him bite down and gently tug at it.

Kenji .

Even in pleasure, he has to remind me who’s in charge, who has control, and I fucking love it. I wish so badly that I could bring my hands down and run them through his hair, to grab his face and hold him where I want him so he stops playing with me. But it’s over before I know it, and I feel the room's cool air again.

I groan. Loudly. I don’t even try not to act like a brat because this game, while fun in theory, is turning out to be torture. I just want to come already.

“More,” I demand. “I need more. Please, please, please…”

Footsteps sound again. Hands hoist me up, lifting my legs over solid, strong shoulders. A hand comes up to my center, spreading me open, followed by the tongue. Unlike Adrian, who took his time and drew every movement out, or Kenji, who played me like an instrument and reminded me of my place, this feels frenzied and desperate. There’s no rhythm or means to his movements, only pure, unbridled need. My hips buck upwards, and this one doesn’t stop me, letting me ride his face, rubbing myself all over his tongue. Only one of my guys is so needy when it comes to tasting me, and even if I hadn’t already guessed the other two, I’d know this easily.

Theo . My birthday boy.

Theo doesn’t stop, he doesn’t let up. He keeps licking and attacking, drawing me higher and higher until I have no choice but to fall right over into oblivion. My legs tighten on his head as I find myself unable to catch a single breath. Finally, sweet release, a wild sound tearing from my throat as my body seizes up.

The blindfold is ripped from my eyes, and it takes me a moment to readjust to the candlelit room. The guys are all standing in front of the bed facing me, and Theo quirks a brow. “Adrian, Kenji, then Theo,” I wheeze out, still trying to get my breathing back to normal.

Theo nods, a smile on his face. “Good job, Star. Do we need to stop?”

“No!” I cry out, immediately a little embarrassed by my outburst. I look at them sheepishly before softening my tone and trying again. “No, I want more, please.”

“Do you think you can take all three of us tonight, Princess?” Kenji asks, and I nod, my arousal heightening again at the thought of getting to have all three of them. Again, I think of how this feels more like a present for me than anyone else, but I don’t say those words aloud. The guys immediately start moving, and I wonder if they did talk about this before, if they planned this out.

Theo lays down on the bed beside me, bringing my legs over his hips until I’m straddling him. Our chests pressed together as he molds me against him, his hand reaching down to position himself at my entrance. Slowly, torturously, he begins to press into me, so careful to not hurt me. But I’ve waited enough tonight, and I slam down onto him all the way, causing Theo to release a guttural groan, his head falling back against the pillow. My lips immediately find his neck, nipping and kissing, leaving him marks as little birthday gifts. He turns his head towards me, capturing my lips with his.

When I feel a hard body against my back, I’m brought back to reality, my lips breaking away from Theo. I turn and look over my shoulder to find Kenji there, his hands glistening with some sort of lubricant. His hand snakes its way from between my legs, moving further back, somewhere we haven’t played before. One of his fingers presses against the hole, slowly pushing in before working in and out of me. Kenji stops, gathering the wetness from my thighs from earlier, and suddenly, there are two fingers. “Such a perfect girl, Sunshine,” Adrian’s voice calls from the side, and my head drops to Theo’s chest as I try to focus on my breathing and staying still.

When Kenji pulls out his fingers, I turn to look at him again. His hand is rubbing a combination of my juices and lube onto his cock, which stands upright, precum beading at the tip. His eyes meet mine, and he leans over to press his lips against my shoulder. “I’m going to go slow, baby. But I need you to try and bare down on me a little to make it easier and focus on how good Theo is making you feel, yeah?”

I can only nod and gasp in response as I feel his head breaching me, carefully pushing in past the tight ring of muscle. “Deep breaths, baby,” Kenji tells me. A twinge of pain from his piercing causes me to wince, and suddenly, Adrian is there to swallow my moans, his hands coming up to play with my nipples. I can feel Theo pressing kisses against my neck, and the discomfort I was feeling has vanished, not important at all. When Kenji is fully sheathed, I feel him holding back, trying to be gentle with me.

“Move, please,” I tell him, my voice trembling almost as much as my body. Slowly, he does, pushing in and out of me. All I can think about is how fucking full I feel, how much of everything I feel. A hand reaches out to cup my cheek, and I turn to find Adrian waiting for me, I eagerly open my mouth so I can have him, too.

His cock presses against my tongue, and I groan at the taste of him, at the feel of metal and velvet skin, my eyes fluttering shut. Behind me, Kenji starts to pick up his pace, Theo’s hips alternating upwards to match his rhythm. I can hear them groan simultaneously as they move faster, harder, and Adrian’s hands tighten in my hair.

“You feel so fucking tight, Princess,” Kenji tells me, leaning down to bite my shoulder roughly, his restraint slipping.

“So fucking gorgeous,” Adrian groans out, causing me to hum around his dick as tears fall down my face.

Suddenly, fingers find my clit, strumming and causing me to cry out. Adrian’s cock falls from my mouth for a moment, spit dribbling down my chin. Adrian’s hands find my face again, bringing my mouth back onto him. I feel overwhelmed in the best way, and my hands are trembling as I try to remain up to take Adrian, but I don’t let up.

I can feel my orgasm rushing towards me, and Kenji groans out behind me. “Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. Are you going to be a good girl and come for us?” I can only moan around Adrian in response, and before I know it, I’m shattering. My orgasm is so strong it feels like every cell in my body is on fire, lighting me up from the inside. My vision blacks out, and I lose myself entirely in this feeling of weightlessness like I’ve never experienced before. In the distance, I’m vaguely aware of the guys finding their own release, their moans echoing out and their release filling me, but I can’t focus on it.

When I finally fall back down to Earth, Kenji is carefully pulling out of me as I lay flat against Theo’s chest, his lips on my temple and his hands on my back, rubbing soothing shapes into my skin. The feeling once Kenji’s completely out of me is unsettling, and I whine out loud in discomfort.

“Shh, Sunshine,” Adrian whispers nearby. “We’ve got you. Let us take care of you, pretty girl.” I’m gently rolled over, off of Theo and onto my back, and Adrian is there with a washcloth to clean me up. I feel exhaustion, bone-deep, and I beg him to take me to the bathroom so I can pee before I completely pass out.

When he brings me back out to the bed, the candles are all snuffed out and Kenji and Theo are waiting for me. Adrian positions me between them, and strong arms wrap around me, lips pressing into my forehead. “I love you guys,” I mumble out with a yawn, and I fall asleep quickly after that.

I wake up, though it’s not sudden or caused by a nightmare. It’s a slow, comfortable sort of rousing from sleep, brought upon by the insane heat I’m feeling. I open my eyes to find myself surrounded by my guys. Even though Adrian and Kenji pushed two mattresses together last night, we’ve all still somehow congealed together in the night, and now I find myself squished.

Theo is curled up against my back like a koala, his arm wrapped around me, holding me close to him even in sleep. Kenji is right in front of me, a hand wrapped up in my curls in his sleep, his mouth letting out soft puffs of air. Adrian, not one to be left out, has somehow made himself comfortable on my legs, wrapped up and tangled in them as he sleeps. I attempt to slowly and carefully stretch, but there’s absolutely no chance. I huff out a quiet snort.

I look over towards the window and catch the early rays of the morning sun just beginning their journey inside, setting everything aglow. My mind drifts off as I watch the dust in the sunlight, thinking about everything that’s happened over the last six months. The wildest, most profound six months of my life. Through the good and the bad, I can’t imagine my life having gone any other way.

A tear drifts down my cheeks as I think about Ma and how much I wish that’s the one thing that went differently. She should have never gone the way she did, and even if these last six months brought me these men and the deepest love I’ve ever experienced, I’ll always feel her loss until the end of my days.

And yet, I can’t help but feel lucky. Lucky that I have these three men by my side, unwavering in their love for me, almost loyal to a fault. Lucky that Amaia and Holden found each other and then found their way back home to us, even if Amaia’s journey was especially tumultuous. Lucky that I have a new friend in Amaia, and incredibly lucky that I have one of the best friends of my life in Daisy, who’s likely to pop any minute.

Aunt Farron. I think I like the sound of that.

I think about that darkness I was in so many months ago and how I felt like I was drowning in a pit of despair that there was no way out of. But the darkness never stays. The sun always rises, bringing light to even the deepest shadows. In the ashes of dawn, I realize we can find ourselves reborn, emerging from the night into something new, something stronger.

As I lie here, surrounded by the three men who have helped pull me from the abyss, I feel a sense of peace, a quiet resolve settling in my heart.

The sun has risen once more, and so have I.