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EIGHT

KENJI

TRUST

Day 453

Theo doesn’t need to be told twice. He drops to his knees, his mouth level with her core, his breath warm against her skin. He leans in, his tongue flicking out to taste her, drawing a gasp from Farron. Her eyes fall closed and her hands fly to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as he devours her with a fervor that says everything about his feelings for her. His tongue moves skillfully, finding all the right spots that make her legs tremble and her breath hitch. After a few moments, he has her lie down on the plush rug in front of the couch, and he dives back in.

I watch, my own arousal building as I take in the sight of Theo worshiping her with his mouth, the sounds of her pleasure filling the room. I make my way over to the armchair in the room, dropping down and pulling myself out of my pants, stroking myself with my right hand. She must hear my movement because her eyes fly open, falling right on me. They widen when they see my hand moving up and down my cock, and I note the exact moment that she makes out the small piece of metal at the top.

Her moans grow louder, her hips moving rapidly against Theo’s face as she chases her release, each sound a raw, uninhibited expression of her ecstasy. The sinful noises falling from her lips fill the room, a heady mix of gasps, whimpers, and moans that drive me to the edge of my own restraint. Watching Theo, his eyes closed in concentration as he devotes himself to her pleasure, I can’t help but think about how fucking badly I wish I was in his place. I take in the way her hands grip his hair and shoulders, the way her body trembles, her breathing becoming erratic as she teeters on the brink of release, every fiber of her being lost in the overwhelming sensations. Her moans grow louder, her body vibrating with the need to fall over that ledge.

“That’s it, Princess,” I murmur, picking up my own pace. “Let go. Show him how good he’s making you feel.”

Her body shudders, her moans turning into cries of ecstasy as Theo’s tongue drives her over the edge. She clings to him, her legs shaking as he continues to lap at her, drawing out her pleasure.

When she finally comes down from her high, her breathing heavy and her body trembling, Theo pulls back before leaning over her and kissing her, letting her taste herself on his lips. “Now it’s Theo’s turn,” I say, my voice steady despite the raging desire coursing through me. “Take him in your mouth, Princess.”

She quickly flips back onto her knees, pulling Theo forward using the loops of his jeans. She frees him from his pants, her fingers wrapping around his hard length as she looks up at him, her eyes full of desire.

She takes him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper. Theo’s head falls back, a groan escaping his lips as she works him with her mouth. His hands rest gently on her head, guiding her movements as she takes him deeper and deeper, her gag reflex barely registering in the face of her determination to please him.

Adrian, who has at some point undressed himself completely, moves behind Farron, his hands gliding down her back and over her hips, kneading the skin there. He positions himself, his hands gripping, fingers digging into the sides of her ass, as he lines up with her entrance. With one swift motion, he thrusts into her from behind, drawing a gasp from her that vibrates around Theo’s cock.

“God,” Adrian groans out. “You’re fucking soaked, Sunshine. You’re dripping all over me. You like having the three of us at your mercy, baby?” Farron’s only response is a muffled moan, eyes fluttering shut, spit dribbling down the side of her mouth.

Adrian’s movements are powerful and relentless, each thrust driving Farron forward, causing her to take Theo deeper into her mouth. The room is filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the wet, rhythmic noises of their bodies moving together, and the gasps and moans of their ecstasy.

“Such a good girl, taking both of us like this,” Adrian grinds out, his voice thick with arousal. “You’re perfect, Sunshine. So fucking perfect.”

Theo’s hands tighten in Farron’s hair, his breathing ragged as he watches her. Farron’s eyes open slightly, meeting Theo’s gaze with a look of pure adoration. She takes him deeper, her tongue working to bring him closer to the edge. Theo’s grip on her head tightens, his hips thrusting shallowly as he chases his release.

Adrian’s thrusts become more erratic, his control slipping as he nears his own climax. “Fuck, Sunshine,” he growls, his voice rough with desire. “I’m gonna come.”

Farron’s muffled moans grow louder, the vibrations sending Theo over the edge. With a strangled cry, he releases into her mouth, his hands holding her steady as she swallows every drop. The sight of her, so eager to please, pushes Adrian to his limit. With a final, powerful thrust, he comes inside her, his groans of pleasure filling the room.

Farron’s body shudders, her own orgasm crashing over her as she feels both men find their release. Her muffled cries are swallowed by Theo’s cock still in her mouth, her body trembling with the force of her climax. Farron’s eyes flutter shut, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensations coursing through her. She’s lost in the pleasure, her mind and body surrendering completely to us, her trust absolute. It’s this trust that she has in us as she falls deeper into that hazy space of pleasure that sends me over the edge, and I come with a gravelly sort of sound, my cum spurting out to cover my hand and my lower abdomen.

As the waves of pleasure subside, Adrian and Theo gently pull back, their touches tender and reassuring. Farron collapses forward, her body spent, her breathing heavy. Theo moves quickly, catching her before she falls, his arms wrapping around her protectively.

Adrian and I move to help, our hands gentle as we begin to clean her up. Adrian grabs a warm, damp cloth, carefully wiping away the evidence of their pleasure from her skin. I retrieve a soft blanket from the arm of the couch, draping it over her shoulders to keep her warm.

“Let’s get you to bed,” I say, my voice filled with affection.

We guide Farron into her bedroom and to the bed, her legs still trembling slightly. She sinks onto the mattress with a sigh, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and satisfaction. Theo and Adrian climb in on one side of her, their bodies providing warmth and comfort. I join them all after a moment’s hesitation, climbing in on her other side. Farron’s eyes flutter shut, a contented smile playing on her lips as she nestles closer, facing me.

I watch her for what feels like an eternity in the darkness, taking in the way her whole face relaxes as she rests, enjoying the small puffs of air she releases. Her hair spills over the pillow in soft curls, and the moonlight filtering through the window casts a gentle glow on her skin. She looks so peaceful, so content, and it fills me with a warmth I can barely describe.

Tonight, Farron trusted us with her body and her pleasure, and the depth of that trust is not lost on me. Yet, a part of me remains restless. Despite the undeniable connection we’ve forged tonight, there’s still something she’s holding back. She trusted us so much, but when will she trust us fully? What is she hiding, and why does she feel so guilty?

These thoughts swirl in my mind, a reminder that until she comes clean, I can't give myself over to her completely. There’s a part of me that's held back, a part that yearns for complete transparency, the kind of trust that leaves no room for secrets. I know that only then can I truly let go, truly be myself with her, and give her every part of me.

As I lie there, watching her sleep, I can’t help but wonder when that moment will come. When will Farron trust us enough to tell us everything? Will she ever? The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I push it aside for now, focusing on the present moment.

Theo and Adrian are already drifting off, their bodies relaxed and content. I feel a surge of affection for them, my brothers in all but blood, and for the woman who has brought us all together in this extraordinary way.

My thoughts drift to the future, to nights like this one, spent wrapped around each other, sharing our lives and our love. The idea of getting to spend every night with Farron, of waking up beside her, fills me with a longing so intense it almost hurts. I want that future more than anything, more than I can admit to even myself. And I’m willing to fight for it.

With a sigh, I allow myself to relax, my eyes growing heavy as the exhaustion of the entire day catches up with me. I reach out, my fingers gently brushing against Farron's arm, needing to feel her warmth one last time before sleep takes me.

As I close my eyes, I let my thoughts drift to the dreams and wishes I hold for our future. I see us laughing and loving, sharing our lives in a way that leaves no room for doubt or fear. I see her finally opening up, sharing her secrets, and the relief and joy that will follow. I see myself giving her everything, holding nothing back.

With these thoughts as my last conscious companions, I finally drift off to sleep, a small smile playing on my lips. Whatever challenges lie ahead, I have to hope that we’ll be able to face them together, all four of us. Tonight was a step forward, and as long as we keep moving in the right direction, I have faith that we’ll get to where we need to be.