Ryan wrapped a towel around my shoulders, but his eyes were already dark again. “Six more days, baby sis. Six more days of this pussy and this ass and this mouth belonging to us.”

I let them carry me out legs useless, body marked and dripping with their cum and didn’t even pretend to protest when they laid me on Jake’s bed and started all over again.

The plumber could take the whole fucking month for all I cared.

DAY 2

I woke up sticky, sore, and smiling.

Jake’s heavy arm was locked around my waist from behind, Marcus’s thigh thrown over mine, Ryan’s breath warm against my neck. Cum...